Smash Brothers (Patreon)

This was the longest we've ever gone, and I was exhausted and thoroughly tenderized. He declared himself the victor of course, even though it wasn't a competition. Although I'm slowly getting better he would still easily beat me in a real fight. I kind of want that to happen, but kind of don't. He only gets hard when he is aggressive. I don't mind a real fight, but he needs to win. He needs to dominate in all the ways he can, which he would be the first to admit are limited to the physical ones. He knows talk and emotions aren't his strong side. He also knows what we are doing is wrong. He shouldn't have to hit the one he likes. He knows that. But we've both found our roles. He's pounding me first in the gym and then in the bedroom. He's just as aggressive, forceful, and determined to win in both places, and tons of stamina to keep at it. It's primal for both of us. Afterward it's hard to tell which bruise happened when. I know he is grateful for what I'm willing to endure for him. He's never had a fuck buddy that lasted as long. I know if I ask him to go easy he would, but that would be to miss the point of what he's all about. Why I keep coming back.