Father vs Son fight round 1

marco argen (0 )

12/15/2021 2:08 PM

Son here, any fathers ?

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SeattleFight (468)

12/15/2021 6:42 PM

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I’ll fight you Marco!

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westfalia (1)

10/17/2021 9:55 AM

That story would make a great vid. Now all we need is 2 fit guys.............

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rassler (4)

12/15/2021 6:18 PM

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There should be many more dad vs son wrestling videos and stories!

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SeattleFight (468)

4/10/2021 6:28 AM

Hot fighting. @ItalianStallion I think you and i are the right match

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italian stallion (2 )

4/10/2021 12:25 AM

Very nice story! You captured in two paragraphs the style of fights that it takes me 3000 words to write. I'm glad the dad won, there was a risk that the boy was a little too slick and skilled in the alpha world.

If you use chatfighters, let me know. I could probably be a good son foil to your dad, or vice versa

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rassler (4)

4/10/2021 1:37 PM

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Maybe you could write your own version of a father vs son fight....
It's been a while since your last hot story and we would enjoy another one!

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rassler (4)

4/04/2021 4:42 PM

At last, a HOT father vs son story!
Good description of both fight and motivation, great moves and cockfighting. Too bad it's so short, could have lasted longer.
Regardless of the ending, I still hope for a rematch!
Thanks for posting.

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joeran (2)

4/03/2021 6:58 PM

Father vs Son fight round 2
They made their way back to the house and stripped off their clothes at the patio door. Nude, sweaty and covered in dirt, they each went to their respective bathrooms to clean the first fight off their aching bodies. Randy exited his shower and dried his body. He took survey of the bruises and scratched that tattooed his torso. Naked, he left his room in search of his Dad.
Sam got out of his shower and also surveyed the damage to his body from the fight. He noticed several bruises and scratches on his torso. He heard his son call from the living room.
“Okay, old man. Let’s finish this.” Randy called.
Sam wrapped his towel around his waist and went to the living room. He found Randy standing nude in the middle of the room. All the furniture moved against the wall creating a large fighting arena in the center.
“C’mon, Pop. Let’s fight man to man. Let’s see what you’ve got!” Randy challenged.
“Okay, Boy. Let’s finish this.” Sam accepted, dropping his towel.
The two crouched and slowly circled like two jungle cats stalking each other. They met in the middle of the room and locked their hands together. In a test of strength, they pushed against each other, trying to bend the other’s hands back and garner a submission. Despite the 25-year difference in their ages, they were evenly matched. This test of strength turned into a stalemate. Sam tore his hands free and locked Randy in a tight headlock. With one arm around his son’s neck, he used his free hand to pummel Randy’s flat gut. Randy wasn’t able to reach Sam’s neck for a retaliatory headlock but was able to pick one of Sam’s legs and body slam him to the carpet. Sam anticipated this and was able to absorb the blow and maintain the vise tight headlock on his son. Randy gripped Sam in an equally tight side bearhug. Sam bores down on Randy’s neck and Randy crushed Sam’s ribs. They struggled and fought across the carpet until the need to breath forced them apart. They scrambled to their feet breathing heavily to get oxygen back into the aching lungs. They faced off again and noticed both were sporting full erections. Their hard cocks bobbed in front of them as they moved toward each other.
Once they got close enough, Randy swung his hard cock into Sam’s. Randy’s throbbing meat hit Sam’s with a skin-on-skin thud. Sam parried and slapped his meat into Randy’s. With their hands on each other’s hips, they swung and stabbed their hard dicks into each in a fleshy swordfight. Sam suddenly gripped his son around his waist and crushed their bodies together, trapping their cocks between them. Randy duplicated the hold and they rubbed and ground their now sweating bodies together. Their hard cocks and hairy balls were pressed tightly together and only the fat, pre-cum slick purple cockheads visible.
“Cockfight, huh?” Sam said.
“First to cum loses.” Randy challenged.
“Get ready to blow, Boy.” Sam accepted.
“You’ll be the one blowing, old man.” Randy countered.
They kept their bodies pressed tightly together as their cocks rubbed against each other. Even though they were sweating profusely, their hard cocks were still rubbed raw. They, reluctantly, separated and stepped apart. Their swollen cocks bobbed in front of them, a bright angry red from all the grinding. Randy went to his room and came back with a plastic bottle of clear liquid. He squirts some in his hand and handed the bottle to his Dad.
“Jack off juice. To keep from rubbing each other raw. And to make you cum first.” Randy said.
“You’re the one cumming first, Son.” Sam replied, coating his throbbing cock with the cool goo.
Sam set the bottle aside and the two men slammed their bodies together in another cock to cock grinding session. Now slick with lube, they rubbed and danced around the room. Sam could feel his balls pull tight against his crotch and knew his climax was getting close. He was about to blow his load when he heard Randy groan.
“Oh shit, Dad. I’m cumming.” Randy moaned as his cock erupted in a massive load of hot creamy goo. Load after load of cum shot from Randy’s dick, coating his and his Dad’s belly and pubes. Once his orgasm had run its course, Randy released Sam and sank to the carpet. He lay on his back panting heavily, his limp cock covered in his own goo.
Sam straddled his son’s thighs and sat across them. He rested his balls on Randy’s and started to stroke his cock. He scooped up some of Randy’s load and used it along with the lube to jack off. He only got a handful of strokes before his cock erupted like his son’s. Sam’s hard slick cock exploded with load after load of cum coating his son’s belly and his own hand. He milked his cock limp and dry and got off Randy. He sat on the carpet and faced his son.
“Well, Son. That’s settled. I’m top cock.” Sam stated.
“For now, Dad.” Randy replied with a promise for a rematch.
“Any time you’re ready, Son. My cock’s ready when yours is.” Sam accepted.
This time Sam helped Randy to his feet. They went back to their respective bathrooms to clean up again.
Sam and Randy bonded that day in a unique way and would continue to wrestle for top cock the rest of the summer. Sam managed to maintain the top cock position although Randy came very close to winning every now and then. The frequency of their cockfights increased as summer’s end drew near. Finally, Randy’s departure day to college arrived. It was a bitter sweet moment, but both knew there would be another cockfight when Randy comes home from college.

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fightMe95 (0 )

10/13/2021 5:24 PM

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Love this. Would love to see more.

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Steve B (0)

5/15/2021 8:26 AM

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Such a great description ,hot AF, nothing beats the dad v dad scenario

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Wilmcfight (1)

4/09/2021 3:43 PM

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That’s my kind of fight

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joeran (2)

4/03/2021 6:57 PM

It was the summer after Randy graduated from high school. At 18, he was looking forward to taking it easy before diving into college. The only dark cloud for this scenario is his Dad, Sam. When they were together, you could tell they were father and son, one was just an older version of the other. Both stood about 6’ tall and weighed about 170#. Their dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes complemented their slender builds. When Randy was younger, he and his Dad got along great. They would do thing together all the time. Randy enjoyed being around his Dad. But something changed after Randy became a teenager. He and his Dad butted heads and argued more frequently. Even though some of their arguments were heated, they never came to blows. Yet.
It was mid-morning on a Saturday when Randy rolled out of bed. He wanted to sleep longer, but Sam had other ideas. His Dad’s constant nagging forced Randy out of bed, so he was not in the best of moods when he emerged from his room. Dressed in faded jeans, t-shirt and flip-flops, he headed to the living room.
“Well, sleeping beauty has graced us with his presence.” Sam said, sarcastically.
“Give it a rest, Dad, will ya?” Randy said.
“You promised to help me in the yard today. Remember?” Sam stated, standing.
“Yeah, I remember. It’s only 10.” Randy observed.
“Well, I remember telling you I wanted to get an early start before it got too hot.” Sam replied.
“Okay, okay. I’m up now. Let’s get started.” Randy said.
They went out the back door and started the yard work. They had mowed, trimmed and edged most of the yard by noon. After a break for lunch, they were back at it to finish the rest. They had stripped off their shirts earlier and their slim torsos were bathed in sweat. Even with a large back yard, the two seemed to be in the same place at the same time. Tempers were getting short the longer they worked in the heat. Sam continually nagged Randy about his lack of enthusiasm, his general sullenness and anything else he could find to pick on his son about. Randy had had enough and got in Sam’s face.
“What do you want from me! I do the best I can.” Randy yelled.
“Maybe if you gave a shit a little more, I wouldn’t have to harp on you all the time.” Sam yelled back, standing toe to toe with his son.
“You’ve been picking a fight all day.” Randy challenged.
“You want to fight, boy?” Sam challenged back.
“Yeah, let’s settle this once and for all.” Randy accepted, bumping his bare chest into Sam’s.
Sam bumped back and the two men pressed their chests together like two bulls. Randy balled his fists and punched Sam in the ribs and side as they struggled around the yard. Sam returned blow for blow with his son. Neither man had been in a real fight before today, but the tension was too great between them. Their angry blue eyes locked on each other as Randy suddenly wrapped his arms around Sam, locking him in a tight bearhug. He gripped his Dad low and made sure he squeezed his Dad’s kidneys as well as his ribs in this tight grip. Sam arched his back and clamped his hands on Randy’s biceps in a dual vise like grip. Their legs tangled and they toppled to the grass, rolling apart. Scrambling to their feet, they faced off again. Sam advanced on Randy, but Randy quickly ducked his shoulder and drove it into Sam’s gut. Grabbing the back of his thighs, Randy body slammed Sam to the grass. The landing knocked the wind out of his lungs and briefly stunned him. He caught movement above him and rolled out of the way as Randy tried to drop on top of him. Randy landed on his stomach and Sam leapt on his son’s back. Rolling onto his back, Sam locked his arms around Randy’s shoulders and clamped his hands behind Randy’s neck in a full nelson. He was also able to wrap his legs around Randy’s and spread them apart. He forced Randy’s chin into his chest and spread his legs wider. Randy groaned from the pain in his neck and legs. He managed to plant his feet and arch his back. He dropped suddenly and slammed his denim clad butt into Sam’s gut. With the wind knocked out of him again, Sam’s nelson and leg hold loosened. Before he could catch his breath, Randy repeated the move. This last blow broke both holds completely. Randy rolled over and landed face to face with his Dad. Sam wrapped his arms and legs around Randy and rolled them over, putting Sam on top. He didn’t stay there very long, and Randy rolled them again. As the two rolled across the grass, they exchanged blows to their ribs, sides and backs. They rolled for what seemed like hours until the pushed apart breathing heavily. They lay side by side panting like dogs covered in grass, dirt and sweat. Randy struggled to his feet and stuck his hand down to Sam. Sam took his son’s grip and Randy pulled him to his feet.
“Well, that didn’t settle anything, did it?” Randy observed.
“No, Son, it didn’t.” Sam agreed.
“Guess that means we’ll have to fight again.” Randy said.
“Yup. We’ll need to go to round 2.” Sam stated.

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