down low who acted out when they were away from home. I got so mixed up and jerked around that I sought the private company suppression to help get myself in check. I knew it would keep my personal and professional lives to separate.”
“You thought I was jerking you around like that?”
Jim shrugged. “At first, yes. Then I figured I was just a challenge. You’re hot, and who would say no? When you get played a lot, you learn to resist. Self-control is key. Discipline is important. That’s how I beat you in the ring.”
“Once.” Kyle grabbed the back of Jim’s head. “I won the first night.”
“Once you knew my secret, my reaction to fighting you, I had to experience it.” Jim gave into the kiss, certain there would be many more rematches for them.
Their hard cocks rubbed against each other through their clothes. Kyle nudged Jim back so they were looking eye-to-eye.
“So you’re in?” Kyle asked. “A real relationship? Monogamy? Maybe moving in someday?” He was dead serious.
Jim smiled. “You’re the last guy I thought would ever offer me that. We can still do the wrestling and sex-play, right?”
“Hell, yes, and we’re keeping score. Winner gets it any way he wants. So is that a yes, you’re in? You’re mine? Dates, movies and quiet dinners at home?” Kyle tightened his grip.
Jim pressed closer. “I’m in. But we’ll have to be careful not to break your fancy TV in this room when we spar.”
“I haven’t given you the full tour.” Kyle stood and pulled Jim along by the hand then opened a door. “Spare bedroom.”
Jim walked in amazed. A bench with free weights and a punching bag took up one corner. All four walls plus the floor were padded for full contact wrestling. “You’re serious about your fetish.”
“Employee discount doesn’t hurt. I needed a workout room so I went all out. Like it?”
“I love it.” Jim turned to look at Kyle. “How many men have you had in here?”
Kyle shook his head. “None yet. It’s been just for working out so far. I added the pads recently.”
“You knew I’d come after you?” Jim’s cock pulled tightly on his jeans.
“If not, I’d come after you. Neutral ground is good, but I had no intention of giving up.” Kyle took off his shirt and let it drop. “But I’m glad you came over. I was tired of chasing your ass.”
Jim turned to face Kyle fully. Getting rid of his shirt, too, he moved closer and kissed Kyle roughly. “I don’t know about you, but I won’t last long after all this warm up.”
“Conceding already?” Kyle opened Jim’s fly and shoved his jeans and boxers down.
Jim kicked off his sandals and got rid of the bunched clothing. His cock pulsed harder as Kyle stripped off his shorts and stood naked, cock hard and ready.
“Maybe we should try it on a bed for a change?” Jim knew he’d give in this time. Fast. He didn’t want to fight in that moment. Not to test his strength or skills. No matter how the fetish turned him on, all he wanted now was Kyle.
“Oh, we’ll be doing it in bed. And you’re definitely sleeping over. So get ready to surrender.” Kyle pointed to a bottle of lube on the weight bench.
They both bowed, and it began with standard kicks, swings, and blocks. But Jim had another little game in mind. Grabbing for Kyle, Jim put his energy on staying upright, knowing Kyle would pull him down either to the ground or in to suck his cock.
Jim pulled Kyle closer before he landed a blow. Jim grabbed Kyle’s cock with his free hand. Jim knew the move left him open, but he jerked Kyle’s cock. If Kyle came first, Jim won by default and he could claim his prize.
“Bastard!” Kyle groaned and steered them back to the weight bench. He grabbed the lube and drenched Jim’s cock with it.
Jim snatched the bottle and gave Kyle’s erection the same treatment. Kyle pushed up the game and matched Jim’s posture. They jerked each other’s cock, foreheads pressed together.
Then Jim lost his edge