Altered Ego's Fight Fiction

The Breeding Battles.

Chapter 1.3: The Virgins
The Tale of Big Jim vs Dirty Darren.

As told by Eva Diaz

"Which one do you think has the bigger dick?" Renee asked with a big, silly smile. As we watched two of our classmates finish stacking chairs in the gym after the last dance of our senior year.

"I think Jim definitely has that big dick energy going on." Lauren chimes in. "Of course, so does Darren.... What do think, Eva?"

"Oh hell, Eva wouldn't know if a dick was big or not... she ain't even seen one yet!" Renee cackles with Lauren joining in. I have it on good authority that neither have Renee or Lauren, but they don't have the 'good girl virgin' tag hanging on them like I do.

"Ummm.....Darren or, maybe Jim. Oh, I don't know." I say shrugging. Then in what can only be blamed on hormones and the perceived freedom from turning in an adult on my 18th birthday last week, I lay down the gauntlet. "But, I'll bet you I'll know by next week." Both of my friends' eyebrows peak.

"Bullshit!" Exclaims Lauren.

"No way. You're full of it, Eva!" Renee follows up.

"Seriously. $100- from each of you!" I double down.

"Deal!" My two friends reply in unison.

Fast forward a couple of minutes. After tying my tank top under my boobs to reveal my belly and rolling the legs of my shorts up to make them shorter, I am walking towards the two young men in my most sultry and seductive walk. "Hey boys... whatcha doin?" I coo, still chewing my gum.

The two jockey for position to be in front of me with goofy grins on their faces. "Hey, Eva!" They both respond. Great. Even I can't mistake that they are interested. Here goes nothing.

We chitchat for a little bit. I twirl my hair around my fingers, smile and laugh a lot. Then, I make my move. "Sooo, a bunch of us girls have a little bet going." I leave them hanging to gauge their interest. From their faces, they definitely on the hook. "Which of you two studs has the biggest dick?" I ask as seductively as my 18 year old, inexperienced self can manage.

Darren is the first to answer. "Me, obviously. Y'all know what they say. Tell her, Jim." The large, black senior says trying to sound confident and smooth with a smirk while looking at his teammate. Hell, this is going to be the easiest $200 I've ever made.

"Whatever, Darren. There's no way you're bigger than me." Jim responds with an equal amount of ego. Alright then, things just got more interesting.

The wild, primal looks in their eyes as these two young men compete for MY attention has my engine revving and I can't stop myself. "I guess I'll just have to be the judge then, won't I?"

A few minutes later, all three of us are sneaking off into the locker rooms of the gym and waiting for everyone else to leave. My heart is about to pound out of my chest as I watch the two friends get increasingly competitive to the point they are now rivals. I can't think of a bigger compliment or turn on.

It's not long before we are sure that we are now alone. "Well, let's see 'em, boys!" I chirp.

Like some sort of ritual, both of them remove their shirts first. Both of them are thick, muscular guys. Built more for power function than showing off. Jim is 6'3", 210 pounds and a little leaner. Darren is 6'4", 220 pounds with a bigger chest and belly. I can feel myself getting wet as I look at the two shirtless young men about to bare all for me.

Next, shoes, socks, belts and everything but their underwear come off. My pulse quickens as they each reach for the waistbands of their boxer briefs. Then Jim stops. "Eva, we've gotten this far. How about you give us a little extra motivation? Maybe just your tits?"

I must be under the same lustful spell as the two men and I don't even hesitate before pulling my shirt off- I even remember to do it the sexy way that all the girls on TV do. Then, I reach back and unclasp my bra. My tan, firm, nearly D cup breasts fall free, driving the two men into a frenzy. I've never seen this look in a man's eyes before and now I have two men competing to be my first. It's going to happen tonight. I'm not sure how all of this will go down but I do know that I'm losing my virginity tonight.

I don't think my bra even hit the floor before both men's underwear was around their ankles. I can feel the smile stretching across my face. I'd never seen a cock before and now there's two dangling in front of me. I might not know what is considered big, but I do know that it's impossible to not see that Darren is the bigger of the two. I have to admit, that they are smaller than I expected after overhearing all the guys talking about how big they are. The big black man flexes his biceps, posing victoriously. "Told your ass, Jim!"

Jim sneers and starts to stroke his smaller, white dick. Oh my, it's growing! These things are amazing. "What the fuck are you doing, bro? I won. I'm bigger!" Darren growls.

"You can't fuck a pussy with a soft cock, Darren." Jim argues.

"How would you know, Jim? You haven't had pussy since pussy had you, chump."
Darren snaps back.

"Like you do, punk. We all know that out of state girlfriend of yours is bullshit." Jim fires back. They turn towards each other aggressively, standing with their hands on their hips.

"Fuck you, bro." Darren says as they move towards each other. Jim's semi hard cock is now visibly bigger than Darren's as they get forehead to forehead. The two are practically snarling at one another now.

"What do you think, Eva? Hard or soft?" The white man asks, finally breaking his stare with Darren to look at me. After seeing Jim's dick grow, I just have to know how big they get, don't I?

"I think hard is definitely more important." I may be a virgin- apparently, all three of us are, but I do know they have to be hard to fuck with. As soon as the word 'hard' leaves my lips, both men begin to stroke their cocks. I see them starting to grow and can't help myself. "Can I do it, I'm the one judging after all, right?"

The two men stop and look at me. "Ummm, sure. Of course, baby." Darren says, turning his hips towards me and offering his dark piece of man meat to me. Jim does the same almost immediately.

My entire body is tingling as I get down on my knees. I'm now eye level with the two cocks and about to grab them, having never seen one, let alone, touched one before in my life. It feels like electricity is running through my pussy at the moment.

Simultaneously, I reach up and take each man's penis with one hand. Immediately, I feel them stiffen and rise at my touch. Darren and Jim both grunt like animals as I take control of their bodies. Oh my God! Now, they are more like I expected, they look so much bigger hard and they are so rigid. I can't keep from thinking about what it would be like to have either one of them inside me. It's like they have their own pulse, like they are independent from the men they are attached to. I'm mesmerized as I stroke and play with the two, steel like pieces of flesh.

"So, who wins, Eva?" Jim says, his breathing ragged and shallow. I snap out of my hypnosis and really begin to study the two specimens in my hands.

"I don't know yet. Let me see." I say with a wink that sends another rush of blood to the men's privates, causing them to feel like they just got a little bigger.

My head goes back and forth comparing the two men. I am amazed at how they can be so different, yet so similar at the same time.

First off, they look like they are close to the same size. Even though, Jim was smaller before I think he is actually the bigger of the two now, but it's so close. Next, I study how they look. Darren's dick is several shades darker than the rest of his body. It looks like a smooth, velvety, ebony rod with a fat mushroom on top. Jim's is a pink, veiny, thick shaft with a big purple helmet of a tip. Both look so powerful and strong as they pulse in my hands. I want both of these men. Their cocks. And I want them now. But, there's one thing I want even more. I want them to chase me. To pursue me. To FIGHT for me.

"I can't decide, boys." Technically, I'm pretty sure Jim wins but, it's so close and we have gone to a place where that it is irrelevant anyway. I continue. "But, I know how to decide who wins." I can hear my voice taking on a sultry and seductive tone, my Spanish accent get thicker as my blood heats up. The two men stare down at me, hanging on every word. The look in their eyes is unmistakable. These men belong to me, they'll do anything I ask at this point. "Are you two willing to fight for my pussy? To fight for this-" I can feel my panties are absolutely soaked as I take them off, leaving all three of us naked and ragingly horny.

It's as if the aroma of my wet and ready naked pussy has mind control over them, turning them into beasts, driven by hormones and animalistic desires.

"Fuck yes, Eva!" Jim shouts.

"I'll do anything for your pussy!" Darren says just as loudly and at the same time.

"We are all virgins, right?" The men nod in acknowledgment of that fact. "But, two of us won't be after this. I don't want you to hurt each other but I do want the best man to be the one that takes my virginity." I rise back to my feet and take hold of the men's dicks once more, pressing them together as I pull them towards me until I feel their cockheads touch my now swollen clit. "The man who is able to prove his superiority and leave his opponent completely conquered will be the one who gets to be inside me tonight." I whisper into the men's ears as I slowly continue to rub the tips of their cocks, the now slick with precum, against my throbbing pussy.

The men can no longer vocalize any response but their grunts and groans say they accept the challenge. Gripping each man's sin stick in one hand, I separate them until they are an arms length apart before shouting "Fight!"

I barely am able to back out of the way before the two big men collide, rushing into one another their bodies making a loud clap as the flesh of the two contrastingly colored men begin to wrestle for the right to take my virtue.

They grapple with each other all over the locker room trying to control the other man. They grunt, curse and groan as their muscles and wills strain against one another. They noisily crash into the lockers, bouncing around while trying to figure out how to wrestle with another naked man. They exchange bear hugs and headlocks, working themselves into a sweaty lather.

Mesmerized, I watch the sounds of their combat fills my ears, the differing smells from their bodies flood my nostrils and my eyes are unblinking as I soak up the sight of the two virile virgin men's hard cocks bouncing with every movement. I feel my body shudder with an orgasm and realize that I have been fingering myself unconsciously since the bout began.

Neither of my two potential lovers can seem to gain an edge and it seems that that my moans as I climaxed have driven the two combatants to take their battle in an unexpected direction as they begin to attack their rival's cock.

"I'll rip your dick off, Darren!"

"You can't fuck with a broken cock, Jim!"

The two eighteen year old seniors grip and grab at each other's private parts causing them both to groan in pain as they each try to render their opponent's tool unable to perform. Locked in a mutual cock crushing hold, they fall to their knees on the floor of the locker room.

"Give up, Jim or I'll crush your fucking nuts!" Darren growls between his wails of anguish.

"Fuck you. You fucking quit, you son of a bitch!" Jim spits back, wailing equally as loud.

Neither of the men can break the stalemate before they both collapse on to the floor. There's a brief struggle on the floor as they wrestle around.

Finally, the bigger Darren pins Jim, chest to chest only mere inches in front of me. I'm so close that their sweat lands on me while they grapple in these desperate last few moments. I lick my lips, watching the white man bucking frantically, trying to escape. His strong body straining with everything he has to turn this around and be the one to deflower me.

During the struggle, Darren ends up latching on to Jim's bigger and still hard cock while trying to hold him down. At first, he holds on to the the thick pink pole attempting to keep him pinned beneath him, but soon discovers a new tactic as his hand slides up and down his friend and rival's dick. "I'll drain you dry, mother fucker!" The black man roars as he begins to work the pinned man's cock.

In no time, Jim is shaking his head back and forth "No, no, no!" He repeats over and over. He squirms and wiggles, but Darren has him trapped. "Fuck! No!" I watch as his body begins to go rigid.

"That's it, bitch! Bust that nut!" Darren roars, now completely in command.

"Ahhhhhh! Noooooo!" Jim groans loudly. I see the big purple cockhead swell and the slit atop it widens just before it explodes. The first spurt of the salty, thick, white cum lands just below my right eye. The first thing I notice is how warm it is as it runs down my cheek.

"Yessss!" Darren exclaims, continuing to stroke his rival. Jim's next few spurts aren't as powerful and land on his stomach. The big black man keeps going, Jim is jerking and squirming while he moans. The cum now is just dribbling from his cock and running down the dominant man's hand.

Darren sits up, finally releasing Jim's cock. He shakes the white man's cum off his hand, slinging it on to his now nearly motionless foe before wiping the rest on Jim's hairy chest.

I stare at the hypnotic scene. Big Jim Marshall lies on his back, twitching slightly. Covered in sweat and his own sperm as his big dick deflates. Kneeling over him, is the proud Darren Patterson, flexing his biceps as the light shimmers off of his sweat covered and powerful body. His dark, smooth cock still rock hard and ready.

There's no mistaking what I see. It's unquestionable. Darren is triumphant. Jim has been conquered. It is over.

I'm awash in so many emotions and urges right now, that I can't even think straight. I get up and walk over to my newly crowned champion. I run my hands along his strong shoulders and chest. He looks up with lust in his dark brown eyes. There looks like some of Darren's humanity has returned, but his base instincts are still primal and animalistic- exactly how I want him.

He takes my hand, kissing it before standing and pulling me tightly into him. I feel my breasts against the massive and strong chest that just defeated his rival. His cock is hard and warm, pressing into my belly as we embrace. I plant a deep, passionate kiss on his lips, our tongues twisting and swirling in their own wrestling match, not completely unlike the two naked men's bodies had done only moments before.

I pull my mouth from Darren's and begin working my way down the winner's thick, stocky and strong body. I can taste the salt on his skin from both he and Jim's bodies. I see his entire body shudder once I'm on my knees and my hands begin to caress his dark scepter.

Looking into his eyes, I let the fat mushroom shaped tip spread my lips. I lick and taste him with my tongue as I experience what a cock tastes like for the first time. I try to take his entire length into my mouth. I gag, unable to do so. I feel his hands grip my hair as he begins to gently use my head. His moans are those of pure pleasure. I pull my mouth away from his wet and shiny dick, a string of saliva stretching from my lips to the dark purple cockhead.

I lay on my back, spreading my thick, tanned legs. The big, powerful black man follows me down. His weight on top of me. My body is practically begging for him to enter me now. "Fuck me, Darren. Take this pussy. You are the best man. You are my champion. Now, fuck me!" I whisper in his ear before I nibble on it.

He reaches down and moments later I feel my pussy begin to stretch around his cock. My moans getting louder as his black piston slowly goes deeper, inch by inch until I feel his balls resting on my ass. His thrusts are slow and long at first, but then give way to fast, hard pounding.

I moan and scream loudly as I am driven across the floor of the locker room as Darren takes his prize. I finally stop as my head bumps into Jim. The defeated man is still laying flat on his back, completely drained from his loss to the superior man and unable to move.

With his conquered rival now in front of him, Darren loses control. He is fucking my wildly now. His loud grunts fill the room as do my moans of pure pleasure. As do the groans of Jim who is almost underneath me now with hard thrusts of the winner driving me on top of the loser. Then with a loud roar, Darren begins to cum. I feel his dick swell as spurt after spurt sends his seed deep inside my pussy a few thrusts later, he collapses on top me.

I doubt he whole thing lasted 90 seconds but it was the most intense feeling of ecstasy I have ever felt. Darren and I kiss once more before I feel him begin to slide out of me. I watch the ebony colored, semi hard, cock slide from my dripping wet pussy and along my caramel skin as he sits up. I feel his still warm cum follow before watching it drip onto Jim's chest.

Darren hands me my clothes as he gathers up his own. He seems content to stay naked. Almost as if it's his right after conquering Jim and fucking me. My legs are still shaky after being railed by the big man. He leans down and kisses me again. Then gently helps me to my feet. He finds Jim's t-shirt, then cleans his cock off before tossing it on to the pale skinned man's body. I help my proud warrior get dressed while still exploring his body. As we turn to leave, Darren looks back at his buddy. "See, you around, Jim." He says cockily.

None of us ever mentioned their battle that night while in front of anyone else in the last few weeks of school. I never actually dated Darren after that, but after that night I was more than willing to fuck him up until we graduated. I felt like we each deserved that much.

In the fall, I went to a different university while Darren and Jim attended the same college. They even became roommates. The rumor is that their rivalry continues. Winter break is fast approaching and I will be home for the holidays while my boyfriend is traveling to his parents. I plan to see if those rumors are true.

The Breeding Battles.

Chapter 1.2: The Virgins
The Tale of Big Jim vs Dirty Darren.

As told by Darren Patterson

"Dude, just go ask her. You know you both are into each other." Jim says as we continue cleaning up after the last dance of our senior year. We pretend not to notice three of our fellow senior classmates watching us. Renee Jones and I have always flirted and everyone always jokes about how we will end up married. Even though we are a couple of the only black students in this schools, it doesn't have anything to do with that. We just seem to click.

I'm not sure why we've never dated, but as our final year of high school winds down, I have been contemplating that a lot. There's no telling where we will all go after graduation and I know I am running out of time to get up the courage to ask her out.

"Don't worry, bro. I'm going to. Just not tonight." I answer. I'm not normally a shy guy but the thought of Renee rejecting me has terrified me into inaction for years. Of course, I'd never admit that to Jim.

I change the subject. "Eva or Lauren. I know you like both of them. If you could have either of them, who would you pick?" Jim has spent his entire time in high school vacillating between Lauren Vittorio and Eva Diaz.

"If I had to choose. I'd go with Eva. Right now anyway." He says, his eyes drinking up the thick Latina across the gym. Jim may click with Lauren like I do Renee, but Eva has always mesmerized him. I get it. I'll admit that there is something that is just downright sexy about her.

I don't even tell him to play it cool and stop staring. I know that all of us are just too shy to make the first move. I guarantee that's why Jim and I are still virgins and I'd bet good money that Renee and Eva are as well. Lauren, too, probably but she does always seem to have a boyfriend.

"We should see if they want to go on a double date some time." I say.

"That would be perfect, brother." He replies. "Maybe after we're finished cleaning up here, you'll go ask Renee." With that, we drop the subject and go back to work.

Just as we finish, Eva appears in front of us. I can totally see why Jim is in love with her. Damn, she is sexy- even more so tonight. There's a look in her eyes, she has her shirt tied up showing her soft but flat belly and has her shorts legs rolled up to show off her muscular legs. "Hey boys... whatcha doin?" Eva says in her Spanish accent while still chewing her gum.

I'm not sure why but Jim and I begin to jockey for position to be in front of the Latina as de respond "Hey, Eva!" in unison. Even I can see that she is flirting with both of us and much like my buddy, Jim, I'm completely under her spell. All three of us continue the flirty chitchat when Eva finally says ""Sooo, a bunch of us girls have a little bet going." She leans in close to both of us until I can smell the flavor of her chewing gum before she continues in a sexy whisper " We need to know..... Which of you two studs has the biggest dick?"

Jim and I are caught flat footed by her question, but this woman has me so turned on that I can't stop myself. I'm the first to get my wits back and answer. "Me, obviously. Y'all know what they say. Tell her, Jim." Sorry brother, I've never stared at you, but I've seen enough in the showers after practice to know I've got you beat.

"Whatever, Darren. There's no way you're bigger than me." Jim responds with an equal amount of confidence.

I'm not sure what is happening but I do know that things just got more interesting. I can feel myself changing. It's like the raw and primal urges are taking over. My desire to please this woman is overriding everything. I know my best friend has been chasing her forever and he is standing right next to me but I can't control it. I want her.

"I guess I'll just have to be the judge then, won't I?" Eva says seductively. The three of us slip off as inconspicuously as we can to the locker rooms and wait until we are sure that everyone else has left the gym. It's just Eva, Jim and I now. My heart is racing. I'm not sure what is about to happen but something is definitely happening.

I can see that Eva is looking Jim and I over like she is trying to decide who she wants more. She has a glow at the moment that is irresistible. Jim feels it too. He and I are both barely holding it together as we get increasingly competitive. We have been best friends for our whole lives but at this moment we are rivals. I'm pretty sure either of us would do anything for the pretty brown eyes that are shamelessly stoking our competitive fires and she knows it. "Well, let's see 'em, boys!" She chirps with a sexy little smile.

Jim and I are both all in by now. Neither of us is shying away or backing down. As if in some primitive ritual, we begin to strip. First our shirts, followed by everything else until we pause with just our underwear on.

Jim, in some moment of brilliance, is able to temporarily break free of Eva's spell long enough to speak coherently. "Eva, we've gotten this far. How about you give us a little extra motivation? Maybe just your tits?" He manages to ask. Things like this are why we're friends.

Eva doesn't even pause before she strips off her shirt. Then she reaches back and unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her tits are amazing, two caramel colored orbs with perfectly shaped hard, brown nipples. I've never seen a woman's breasts in the flesh before and I am completely hypnotized again. Jim and I race to strip off off our boxer briefs in a rush to show this vision of perfection what we have to offer.

For a moment, time stands still. My best friend and I just flopped our cocks out in front of a beautiful, topless woman to show her which of us is more of a man. Eva can't hide her smile as she looks at what Jim and I have just presented her. While, I may not have stared and investigated Jim's cock in the showers, I am tonight.

My friend's dick is soft and hanging above a good sized set of balls. He looks like he might be pretty thick, but I begin to smile. There's no way he can compete with what I have hanging between my legs. Still soft and floppy, I'm around 5 inches or so, maybe more with as excited Eva has me. I'd bet Jim is, at least, an inch shorter.

I can't help but to start posing, flexing my biceps and showing off, making sure that my bigger dick swings back and forth for Eva- and my opponent to see. "Told your ass, Jim!" I exclaim triumphantly.

I look at Jim, who is now stroking his smaller cock. Immediately he starts growing. Bullshit! "What the fuck are you doing, bro? I won. I'm bigger!" I growl.

"You can't fuck a pussy with a soft cock, Darren." Jim argues. It dawns on me that he is correct, but I've already won. Eva hasn't told us that she is going to do anything for the winner but if she does, I want it. Take your loss, Jim.

"How would you know, Jim? You haven't had pussy since pussy had you, chump."
I snap back. I know it's against bro code to let Eva know that he is still a virgin but this is the closest I've ever been to losing mine and, in this moment, I'm willing to do anything.

"Like you do, punk. We all know that out of state girlfriend of yours is bullshit." Jim fires back. We turn towards each other aggressively, standing with our hands on our hips. Friends or not, the possibility of bedding Eva is all either of us care about now.

"Fuck you, bro." I say, moving towards the other man until we are forehead to forehead. I feel Jim's semi hard cock swing into mine. Shit, he's bigger than me now. We are practically snarling like wild beasts as we begin to cross a line that my end our friendship.

"What do you think, Eva? Hard or soft?" The white man asks, finally breaking his stare with me to look at Eva.

The sultry Hispanic woman only ponders his question for a millisecond before answering. "I think hard is definitely more important." Our instincts kick in as soon as we hear the word 'hard'. Still chest to chest, Jim and I begin to stroke our dicks to their full size.

Eva puts her hands on our chests, pushing us apart. "Can I do it? I'm the one judging after all, right?" Good. I was a good inch bigger than Jim soft. There's no telling how much bigger I'll be hard. If Jim wants to embarrass himself, let's do it.

Jim and I stop and look at Eva. Her dark eyes are full of lust, she looks like she is ready to devour us. "Ummm, sure. Of course, baby." I say, turning my hips and offering my dark piece of man meat to the thick Latina. Jim does the same almost immediately.

In my wildest dreams, I couldn't have predicted what Eva does next. She gets onto her knees and eye level with our dicks. I watch her as she studies them. She cautiously begins to move her hands to grab both of us. In that moment it dawns on me that Eva, like Jim and I, is also a virgin. Although, my gut says that at least two of us won't be by the end of the night.

I can't stifle the moan when I feel her hand wrap around my cock and neither can Jim. I think both of us are completely hard almost the instant we feel her touch. Eva begins to stroke and play with our hard cocks, clearly exploring and investigating them.

Jim and I are grunting like animals as she toys with our members. Eva has clearly worked both of us into a frenzy. "So, who wins, Eva?" Jim asks breaking the hypnotic trance that the young woman seems to be in.

She ponders his question and intently studies both of us. "I don't know yet. Let me see." Eva says with a wink. My God, this woman is sexy. My dick is so hard that it hurts right now.

I look over at my competition. What the fuck? Jim's cock has grown to the point it looks like we are the same size. No fucking way. I think to myself. Now, like Eva, I am studying and comparing my cock with Jim's.

Outside of watching porn, I've never seen another man's erect penis. There's something unexpectedly exciting about it. His meat versus mine. A woman measuring us against one another to see who is the bigger, better man.

Eva holds them next to each other. I can't help but to notice the contrasts between them. Jim's dick is thick, pink and veiny compared to my nearly black, velvety smooth looking rod. His has a big, pronounced purple 'helmet' where my tip is the same rich ebony color as my shaft with only a slightly lighter shade around the frill of my mushroom tipped cockhead.

Jim and I hold our breath as we wait for her decision. She presses them together once more. How is this possible?! I can't believe it but it's impossible for me to deny now. Jim is bigger than me. It's not by much, but I can see that he is slightly longer AND thicker. I've measured myself enough to know that I am exactly 7 1/4". Jim has an eighth to a quarter of an inch on me.

Terror grips me as I try to process the fact that Jim has a bigger dick- upsetting the belief I've had since I first became aware of the desirability of having a big cock and the confidence that comes with knowing you're more of a man than your friends. Before I can understand what this might mean Eva speaks. Oh shit! The competition. "I can't decide, boys." She says.

Wait, what? I look down again. Jim is still bigger. Maybe women aren't as obsessed as we are with things like this. Maybe they look the same size to her. My mind rationalizes. She continues "But, I know how to decide who wins." Eva's Spanish accent is heavier now and conveying a sexiness I've never before witnessed. I don't care what she she asks, I'd sell my soul at this point to have a shot with this woman.

"Are you two willing to fight for my pussy? To fight for this-" She says in a whisper as slides her panties off her hips and down her thick, powerful thighs, revealing her neatly trimmed bush and pussy. Jim and I are speechless. She steps out of her panties, kicking them off and leaving all three of us naked and ragingly horny.

"Fuck yes, Eva!" Jim shouts.

"I'll do anything for your pussy!" I say just as loudly and at the same time.

In an instant, I begin to evaluate Jim in a way I never have before- as my enemy. My best friend and I are about to fight each other for the right to fuck Eva, take her virginity as well as to have her take ours.

After seeing how similar our cocks are, it's unsurprising that Jim and I match up just as evenly from a physical standpoint. We've played sports together all of our lives and I know Jim's "stats" as well as my own. He's 6'3", 210 pounds and I'm a little bigger at 6'4", 220 pounds, but this is different. Here we are standing naked across from each other about to do battle for the only prize that could cause us to fight each other. Neither of us will ever win any bodybuilding competitions. We each carry a lot of muscle but we're both destined to have "dadbods" in the future.

As it is now, Jim is a little leaner and I'm a little beefier in my chest and belly. Though, I'm sure most people would focus on comparing the plethora of aesthetic differences. My smooth, dark brown skin to his pale skin and hairy chest. His blue eyes to my brown. My short, tight Afro of curly black hair to his clipped brown hair. All easily visible but utterly meaningless.

Eva confirms what we all were hesitant to say. "We are all virgins, right?" Jim and I nod in agreement. The big chested Latina continues "But, two of us won't be after this. I don't want you to hurt each other but I do want the best man to be the one that takes my virginity."

She gets up off of her knees and grabs our cocks once more. She pulls us in close to her body until our cockheads press against her puffy pussy and each other. Next, she leans in close to both of us. I feel her tit dangle against my chest with every breath as she whispers "The man who is able to prove his superiority and leave his opponent completely conquered will be the one who gets to be inside me tonight." I feel her pussy throbbing against our cocks, now both slick with precum.

I can't even speak anymore. My mind is a haze of hormones and I'm unable to do anything other than grunt my acceptance of the challenge. Jim does the same. Still gripping out erections, Eva separates us. Then shouts "Fight!"

Jim and I lunge at each other, colliding with a thunderous clap of flesh. Grunting and groaning the white man and I try to grapple. Neither Jim nor I are experienced wrestlers- especially while naked. We grip and clutch at one another as we dance all over the locker room. I feel my body straining against an equal, we both are trying to impose our will on the other man through sheer strength. The whole thing feels like some sort of ancient ritual, to establish our dominance over a rival for a mate rather than trying injuring a fellow member of our tribe.

That's not to say that this is some kind of gentlemanly wrestling match. Jim and I are snarling like wild animals and cursing one another with every insult imaginable. While we may not be trying to injure each other, we are definitely trying to hurt the other man and cause him pain. We slam each other into the lockers, the loud clanging almost drowning out our anguished groans. We scratch and claw, trap each other into bear hugs and headlocks. Our bodies now covered in sweat to the point that maintaining any hold is impossible.

Jim and I are locked in brutal mutual bearhug when I hear Eva moaning loudly. From the corner of my eye, I see her body convulsing as she finishes fingering herself to an orgasm. I know my opponent heard it as well as both of our cocks swell to their full potential against each other while we are pressed tightly together in the hold. The moans and smell of her orgasm is like a siren's call beckoning the white man and I to grapple harder to win our chance to be inside her.

We break apart for a moment. Still in a frenzy from what we witnessed from our potential lover, we instinctively begin to focus our attacks on our rival's cock and balls to keep him from being able to breed with her.

"I'll rip your dick off, Darren!" Jim roars, his grip clamping on my privates.

"You can't fuck with a broken cock, Jim!" I snarl back doing the same to him.

The new focus of the fight has Jim and I both wailing in pain immediately. Both of us fade quickly, collapsing onto our knees but still maintain our grip on our opponent's manhood.

"Give up, Jim or I'll crush your fucking nuts!" I manage to yell to my best friend between my howls of pain.

"Fuck you. You fucking quit, you son of a bitch!" Jim spits back forcefully, howling equally as loud as my grip crushes his testicles.

With both of us now reaching our limits from pain and fatigue, we collapse onto the ground. We roll across the floor trying to secure the top position and pin our rival to the ground. My muscles and lungs are burning but I find myself on top, chest to chest with Jim. He is pinned beneath me and trapped against the lockers. Eva is less than a foot away and she looks to be hypnotized by the desperate scene before her.

Jim bucks wildly, trying to escape. He is strong and it's all I can do to keep him pinned- especially with both of us soaking wet with sweat. While struggling to keep him on his back, I feel his big, hard cock bounce against my hand. I lock onto it in an attempt to control him. He continues to squirm and I'm barely able to hold on to his thick pink pole.

During the struggle, I hear him let out a moan as my hand slides up and down his cock. If neither of us can physically beat the other, then maybe I can beat him a different way. "I'll drain you dry, mother fucker!" I exclaim, working the pinned man's cock.

In less than a minute, Jim begins furiously shaking his head back and forth. "No, no, no!" He repeats over and over. His tired body tries to fight out of the pin and hold, but I've got him. I'm too strong now. I feel his breathing change. His body goes rigid. "Fuuuuuckkkk, nooooo!" He moans loudly.

"That's it, bitch! Bust that nut!" I roar dominantly. I am now completely in command of this contest.

"Ahhhhhh! Noooooo!" Jim groans loudly, his body beginning to jerk. I see the big purple cockhead swell and the slit atop it widen just before it explodes. The first spurt of the salty, thick, white cum launches into the air, landing just below one of Eva's eyes, the sticky man milk slowly running down her cheek.

"Yessss!" I yell excitedly. I continue to stroke Jim. I'm going to empty this mother fucker's nuts so he can't fuck. The next few spurts from his bigger cock aren't as powerful and land on his stomach. I keep up my attack. Jim is jerking and squirming while he moans as the pleasure of ejaculation gives way to the humiliating and painful sensation of me milking his overly sensitive dick. The last of his cum finally dribbles weakly from his cock and runs down my hand.

I sit up on my knees, triumphantly kneeling above my freshly defeated rival. My hard, dark rod hovering above him as I dismissively release his softening dick from my grip, watching it flop onto his belly, deflated and useless. I sling most of the white man's cum from my hand before wiping the rest off on his hairy chest.

I look down at my best friend. He is flat on his back, twitching slightly and nearly unconscious. His pale, sweaty skin shining beneath the fluorescent lighting, covered in sweat and his own sperm. I feel a tidal wave of emotions wash over me as I become more cognizant of what just happened. Jim and I just had the most intense and primitive battle for the most primal of reasons, and I completely conquered him, establishing an unquestionable natural order.

I look at Eva and flex my biceps, posing victoriously over my conquered rival. I have never felt more powerful than I do at this moment. My cock swells to the point it feels like it's about to burst. I feel harder and bigger than I ever have, as well. Eva's eyes work their way up and down my body with a look in them that screams that she wants me right now. Everything has been decided. This war is over. Soon I will take my reward, the spoils of my victory.

I am still kneeling above him, basking in the glory of my triumph when I feel Eva's hands running along my chest and shoulders. I look up at her. She is beautiful and tonight, she is my queen as I am her king. I don't say anything to her. It's as if we both know what the other is thinking without the use of words or language. We are simply animals in our natural state.

I take her hand, kissing it. Then I rise to my feet and pull the naked woman tightly into me. I feel her tits press against my chest, my ragingly hard cock press into her soft belly. It's everything I imagined it would be. Our lips meet, tongues twisting. My hands begin to explore her body. The hands that only minutes ago were seeking to cause pain, now look to cause pleasure.

Eva pulls her lips away from mine. Not finished tasting her, I begin to chase after. Then, she starts moving down my body. Kissing, nibbling and licking from my neck to my chest. Continuing her descent until she is on her knees. Beautiful brown eyes stare into mine as her hands begin to caress and explore my manhood as my hands continue to do the same to her female body.

My entire body shudders when Eva begins to drag the tip of my cock back and forth across her lips, teasingly me before the thick, dark colored mushroom spreads her lips and burrows into her warm, wet mouth. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head, the pleasure overwhelming my senses. Next, she tries to take my entire length, but gags a few inches in. It makes me feel huge and I am unable to resist the urge to grip her hair. I begin to slowly fuck her face. Damn, this feels so fucking good. I hear myself moaning and wonder if I may blow my load before I even get to fuck this goddess.

Luckily for my reputation, Eva pulls her mouth away before I cum. Though, the sight of a string made of saliva and precum stretching from her ruby red lips to my dark, purplish cockhead, is nearly enough push me over the edge too.

Next, Eva begins to lay on her back, her naked body in front of me, her legs, spread before me, her pussy inviting me to enter. I follow her down. My body on top of hers. It feels right. She whispers into my ear "Fuck me, Darren. Take this pussy. You have proven yourself to be the best man here tonight. You are my champion. This is your pussy. Now. Fuck. Me!" She finishes by nibbling on my ear.

I reach down and guide my dick into the greatest feeling of my life. I feel Eva's wet, warm pussy stretch around me. She gasps and moans as I enter her and gets louder as I slowly go deeper until I am all the way inside her. I begin thrusting, long and slow at first. Feeling, seeing and hearing her reactions. My natural instincts begin to kick in and I start pounding harder and faster.

Eva's moans and screams get louder and louder, further diving me. My powerful thrusts driving her across the floor. We only stop when I realize I have fucked her across the room and into Jim, who is still out of it and laying flat in his back.

The sight of my defeated rival still drained and clinging to consciousness as I take his crush for my reward is just too much. I lose control. I begin fucking the curvy Latina wildly. My grunts mixing with Eva's moans of ecstasy and then Jim's groans as I drive Eva on top of him and continue to pound her pussy.

I feel myself pass the point of no return. My cock swells. I let out a long, loud, triumphant roar when I feel my balls unleash their first load of my seed into a woman. I continue to thrust until I can't any more and I collapse on top of Eva. I feel my hot cum overflow and begin to flow out of her pussy and onto the base of my cock and balls.

My body shudders as I lay on top of Eva, the last of my sperm being forced into the Latina by my twitching testicles. We are both panting as we resume making out. I feel my manhood beginning to shrink. I watch my dark man meat slide out of Eva's pink pussy and drag along her caramel colored skin when I sit up.

I'm mesmerized watching my white cum follow, flowing out of her and running down her ass and onto. Holy Shit! It's running onto Jim's chest. In my animalistic lust, I had forgot that I just fucked Eva while she was on top of my conquered friend.

I get to my feet and survey the room. All three of us are naked but look completely different. Eva is glowing, her hair messy, yet incredibly sexy, my seed still visible on her pussy, thighs and ass. She looks like she is content and well fucked.

Jim is still flat on his back. He knows our battle proved me to be the alpha among us. I defeated him, took his crush's virginity- on top of him and left him covered in my superior seed.

Finally, there's me. I've never felt more proud. I parade around the locker room naked, allowing both Eva and Jim to bask in the glory of my nude body. Let them have some extra time to enjoy seeing what a real man looks like.

I gather Eva's clothes and hand them to her. I give her another kiss before I helping her to her feet, taking no small amount of pride in that her legs are still shaky. While I help her get dressed to leave the locker room, I pick up Jim's shirt. I'm not sure what has come over me, but I clean my cock off with it before tossing it on to his pale, hairy chest.

Eva then runs her hands all over my body as she dresses me. The thick Latina and I begin to head out of the locker room but I stop and look back at my, now most likely former, best friend cockily saying "See you around, Jim." as we leave.

Eva and I did it again in the parking lot. After that, any time we could sneak away for another opportunity until we graduated. None of us ever mentioned that night's events to anyone in public for the rest of the school year. It was something that belonged to us and only us for that time.

The biggest changes that took place as a result was that I didn't talk much with my best friend much for the remainder of the year but that was offset completely by fucking Eva. Then there was the most important change of all. After that night, I finally had the confidence to ask Renee out.

Things were great. The girl I had been chasing my entire life was my girlfriend. I was having amazing sex with Eva on the side. I was stoked about graduating and what the future held. Then graduation happened and things changed again, but that's a tale for another time...

Defending the Queen’s Honor
By Altered Ego

The smaller man’s eyes were swollen with tears as he uttered his surrender. My eyes cut to his young wife, a slightly above average looking woman with very large breasts. She looks relieved that her man gave up before I️ crushed his testicles and left him unable to father children- but her sly smile lets me know that she is ready to enjoy my larger manhood tonight.

Her husband lies beneath me, he fought well as the champion for his village, but his loss means that they will owe the full rate of taxation and his wife, the chieftain’s daughter will have the honor of being my companion for the night.

I️ am Prince Jaiveer, the youngest son of the king. While my position means I’ll never be king, it does mean that my seed is still quite desirable- it means at least some relation to royalty. Of course, I’m sure it helps that I’m the most handsome and well built of my brothers.

I️ don’t mind admitting that I️ am my mother’s favorite. It was her idea to take me along as the royal family’s champion on this tax collection trip. She convinced the king that even though I’m not the first born son, I️ am the best fighter and could earn him the most gold. Secretly, I️ think she just a wants to show her golden boy off to the other ladies in the realm.

Though I’m only 22 years old, I️ stand 6 feet tall and weigh 210 pounds. In a land full of short darker skinned people, someone a few shades lighter is quite a novelty. Combine that with my height and broad shoulders, and I️ stick out in a way that has kept my bed occupied most nights.

While bedding a different woman nearly every night is quite thrilling, it pales in comparison to taking another man’s woman after defeating him in combat. So being the realm’s champion and getting to travel the kingdom on this mission is like a dream come true.

I️ have just defeated my seventeenth straight opponent, our wagons our nearly overflowing with collected taxes, the people have been reminded why my family rules over the land and I’m pretty sure I️ have sired numerous bastards while the men who will raise them watched. Also, I’ve earned quite an impressive assortment of family seals that now adorn my “battle belt”.

We have one more village in this province remaining, a prosperous border town. As we ride into the town, I️ notice an abundance of very beautiful women on the streets- and not just the normal looking women that fill most of the kingdom. These women are all different complexions from pale white to almost black. I’ve never seen such a variety of women. The queen smiles as she sees my excitement.

She informs me that the Chieftain of this village is a “stubborn old fool” that believes that women shouldn’t be pawns to solidify alliances and that they should be free to choose their own partners. An interesting idea, but no way to build or maintain an empire.

The Queen tells me as we approach the village’s arena, an impressive structure for such small town, that we have been unable to collect any taxes from this village for the entirety of my life. As champion after champion has failed to defeat the Chieftain. She smiles as she tells me that she is sure I️ will be the one that finally is able to subdue this man.

She leaves the carriage to allow me to prepare for this fight. I️ strap on my red leather belt with a gold medallion engraved in the likeness of a cobra’s head- our family’s seal. The twenty smaller seals of the men I️ have defeated, are imprinted in the belt’s leather and a long white loincloth with the cobra emblem hangs beneath the belt. The belt looks one befitting a champion and I️ am quite proud of it already.

I️ step out of my wagon and make my way into the arena. The stone structure is full of a few hundred spectators. In the center of the seating area is the place reserved for the nobles. The queen is there as a woman with yellow hair that I️ assume is the Chieftain’s wife. She is flanked by several other beautiful but younger women that make up her court. Next to her, is a big man that must be the Chieftain.

He makes his way through the adoring crowd and meets me in the center of the arena. I️ see why he hasn’t been beaten. He is tall, 6’4” and has to weigh at least 250 pounds. His skin is pale, he has blue eyes, which is something I’ve never seen before. His dark beard and hair are graying. There’s no doubt about it, the man is powerful even if age has added some cushion to his hulking frame. The Chieftain moves with a bit of a limp and is covered with scars, showing that he has lived a life of constant combat. He sports a “battle belt” of green leather with a white loincloth, I️ can see that it has had its size increased a few times to hold what appears to be a few hundred imprinted family seals.

If he wasn’t so much older- probably 45 or so, around my father’s age, it’s safe to say that I’d be intimidated. However, he is old and I’m at my peak. No one has even given me a challenge on this trip and some old warrior might be tough, but it will take more than that to take me down.

The Chieftain and I️ turn to face the queen, who is going over the rules of the contest and the stakes. If I️ win, I️ will be allowed to choose any of the noble women. I️ step forward and declare that I️ will take the Chieftain’s wife for my prize. I️ glare back at the big man with the hardest stare I️ can muster. Taking this man’s wife along with his pride will make me almost legendary in the kingdom. If he wins, he takes a woman from our court and his village will pay no taxes.

As the Queen continues the formalities, I️ continue to size up my opponent. Looking over his belt, my eyes go wide when I see it, close to his engraved tiger medallion that is his crest, it’s my father’s seal. That can’t be, my father is the king, he couldn’t have lost- or at least, I’ve never heard of him losing.

I️ glare at the Chieftain in anger “How did you get that Cobra head on your belt?” I️ blurt out incredulously. A wry smile crosses the older man’s lips. “I beat a man wearin’ it, some years ago” he says confidently.

“Ladies....” the Queen shouts as she claps and two attendants remove our belts. Standing mere feet from the now naked Chieftain, I can’t help but to steal a look at how he stacks up to me. Even though the attendants haven’t gotten us hard yet, I can tell the man in front of me is definitely big, but I’m no slouch in that area either. While not huge, I have gotten enough compliments and reactions to know that I’m bigger than most.

The topless, dark haired attendant happily works her hands until I am hard as steel. Satisfied that she has done her job, she gets back to her feet at the same time as my opponent. My eyes examine the large white man’s cock. I have seen a few bigger, but he is at least as long as me and much thicker.

The crowd falls silent as we wait for the signal to begin. I hear a large gong sound and the crowd erupts, eager to see if their beloved Chieftain can beat the King’s son. Knowing my biggest advantage will be my speed, I begin to move around, staying light on my feet. The thicker man simply plods forward cautiously, trying to get close enough to use his strength.

I dance around, stinging the older man with several quick punches and escaping before he can land any in retaliation. “Is that all you have old man?” I taunt. The Chieftain only growls and throws a surprisingly quick hook that crashes into my jaw, almost sending me to the hard packed earth.

Before I can recover, I feel the bigger man’s hands grab my short black hair and shoulder. I try to escape but a powerful knee slams into my ribs. I groan in pain and try to pry his grip from me. The man’s hands are like steel, I’ve never felt so much power from another man as I struggle helplessly as more knee strikes punish my ribs. I know I’m in trouble and lash out with a wild punch that connects with the Chieftain’s balls.

His grip loosens and he staggers backwards a few steps. I try to spin away, freeing my shoulder but his grip on my hair still keeps me from escaping. With his hand free, he begins raining punch after punch to my ribs. I am driven to a knee and it hurts to breathe as his barrage devastates me.

I reach up and get a strong grip on the white man’s cock and balls. For the first time, he lets out a groan in pain. My confidence builds as I think about rendering this warrior sterile. I’m think back to every village that I’ve been in that has a lighter skinned member of its court. I wonder how many of them are his.

Before I can do any real damage, I feel his massively strong grip on my forearm. As his fingers sink into my arm, my fingers are unable to maintain my grip on his manhood. I cry out in pain and frustration at the loss of my only offense, before another punch slams in to my jaw sending me face first on to the dirt.

Everything is fuzzy as I try to fight through the haze. I can hear the crowd building but can’t focus on finding the Chieftain to know what what he is doing. Next, I feel myself yanked to my feet by my hair.

The big man wraps his arms around my chest just below my armpits. I’m lifted onto my toes as the massive man begins crushing me, our chests pressing together. It’s not much of a battle as he constricts my breathing and it feels like my rib cage is about to shatter. My arms hang limply to my sides as it becomes clear to the arena that this fight is all but over.

I’m barely conscious as the Chieftain finally releases his grip and the brutal bear hug. I fall to the earth in a heap. I gasp as I’m finally able to breathe again. The big bearded white man uses his foot to fling me onto my back.

From my back, I stare up at the Chieftain. Every part of the man looks huge as he stands over me, sweat running down his body leaving him glistening in the afternoon sun. His muscles now pumping with blood and at their maximum size.

“Give up, prince...and all of this ends.” He says in a matter fact tone. I only groan back and shack my head slowly, trying to will the word “no!” from my lips without success.

A hint of anger emerges in the older man’s gaze as I refuse his mercy. Without a word, he shrugs and delivers a hard, swift quick kick to my ribs. He follows it with another barrage of kicks and stomps. I’m helpless as he methodically beats me.

Again, he wrenches me off the ground by my head. This time lifting me onto his shoulders, my back stretching across his broad back, my entire body and manhood on display for the crowd. I hear myself crying out in pain, but I have no control over it. I am paraded around the arena for what feels like an eternity before I am dumped unceremoniously onto the hard packed dirt.

The pale skinned man rolls me onto my back, I want to fight back but my body won’t respond. Next he sits down and n my chest, pinning my arms to the ground and completely mounting me.

The Chieftain has me pinned on my back as he sits on my chest, my arms trapped beneath him, my legs no longer able to buck or kick enough to move the massive man. Every breath I draw is harder than the last. It is clear to all that this fight is over.

I stare up at the Chieftain, his now hard cock hovering inches above my face. My pride and the thought of my mother being taken by him is keeping me from giving up. “Say it, boy....tell us all that you give up” the Chieftain says, almost devoid of any emotion.

“Never!... I am Prince Jaiveer....I don’t lose!” I yell defiantly at him. The Chieftain reaches back and I feel those massive hands grip my balls. “Aaaaaaarrrrghhhh! No!....No!” I scream as he begins to squeeze.

“Give. Up. Now.....before I crush yours like I did the king’s” he calmly says, glaring at me. I hear my mother, the Queen, cry out “Chieftain! Please don’t. Please have mercy on my son. He is so young. He has no legitimate heirs....and he is a stubborn fool like his father....spare him and I’ll give myself to you for the evening.”

The Chieftain’s eyes flicker in surprise. He looks down at me, like he is searching my very soul before looking up at the queen. “My Queen, how old is the boy?”

My mother swallows hard and replies. “He is 22.....so yes...it’s possible....maybe even likely...” she says, her voice trailing off. I feel his grip loosen and his eyes return to me. “Don’t disappoint the Queen, this is your last chance, give up, boy” he says.

Finally, I relent. “I give up....” I say, unable to look my conqueror in the eyes. The big white man stands up and looks over me with his hands raised. Air rushes into my lungs again and I am relieved that it is over, but the shame is almost unbearable.

I’m assisted to the Chieftain’s manor by a couple of guards. I get cleaned up and am shown to a bedroom where I’m to be locked in. I’m thankful that the Chieftain has spared me from witnessing him take my mother as his prize... I wouldn’t have been so kind.

Before the door is shut, I can hear my mother, the Queen, coming down the hall with the Chieftain and his wife. I notice that she is smiling and touching both of them, not even the least bit worried that she is about to be claimed as a prize after my loss- it’s almost as if she is excited for it.

The group stops by the door to my room and she reassures me that it will be alright, giving me a smile and a kiss on the cheek. I also notice a wry smile cross the Chieftain’s face before they all disappear into the room next to mine.

For hours, I try to cover my ears with pillows as I hear my mother moaning like a common whore as the couple has their way with her. I’m embarrassed and ashamed that I am aroused by the sounds from the next room. I thought they would never finish and didn’t get much sleep.

The next morning, I met the Queen at our carriage. Other than bags under eyes and her moving somewhat tenderly, she seemed unusually happy. I, on the hand, am a wreck. I’m exhausted from a lack of sleep and my body hurts from every movement I make as the soreness from the beating the Chieftain gave me has settled in fully.

My mother never mentioned it again and I never asked, but I have always wondered if she was serious when she hinted at the Chieftain being my father. Every time I defeated another rival and took his woman, I wondered if it was because of him that I was bigger, stronger, and better than almost all of the men I faced. I wonder if one of my bastards will ever challenge me when I’m his age.... I wonder if I will defeat him and his mother will offer herself to me again.