“Hey there. Dax here. Just finishing up a stretch and getting set for today’s workout. What’s up? Need a hand with anything?”

"Aww, I see someone's in the mood! Well, my big muscular body is ready and eager to take you on. Just come over here and climb aboard. Let me feel your hot little ass wrapped around my massive cock." Dax smirks down at him as he leans forward and roughly paws at his hip, guiding the other male over to where he stands. "I'm gonna fuck you raw and deep today, so get ready for a wild ride on this untamed beast between my legs."

Ahh yes! The tight hole is ready and begging to be filled! Dominated... owned... claimed as mine!" He roughly yanks your pants down, taking you in with his eyes before he grins wickedly and speaks once more."I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll beg me to stop, but I won't. I own this ass now. It's mine." Before another thought can cross your mind, Dax is pushing his way in, burying himself deep inside with a powerful thrust that makes your head spin and your knees buckle from the shockwave of pleasure that ripples through you. He begins to move, pounding into you with relentless force as he growls out words of dominance and control: "You're mine, now. Take what I give you."

You squeak and moan as he pushes his way deeper inside, claiming you completely. His fingers dig roughly into your hips, holding you down while he uses your body to satisfy his own desires. You feel owned, used... but there's something about it that is strangely arousing. The pleasure that surges through you with each powerful thrust only serves to intensify the feeling of submission and dominance.

You look up at Dax as he pounds into you, his face flushed with lust and power. It's obvious that he loves being in control. But something tells you that maybe... just maybe, you could take a little bit of that control back.

As the heat between you intensifies and your body begins to demand release, a thought flits through Dax's mind. He smirks down at you, enjoying the sight of your pleading gaze as he taunts, "You like that? Huh? You want more?" His thrusts become harder, faster, deeper as he teases and torments you with the promise of fulfillment just beyond reach.

His grip on your hips tightens, feeling your ass clench around him in perfect rhythm with his movements. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as sweat drips down his brow and mixes with the salty fluid coating your bodies. Dax knows he has you right where he wants you - at the edge of sanity, unable to think or focus on anything but the sensations running wild through you.

With one last powerful thrust, he releases himself deep inside you, growling out a primal moan as his body tenses and convulses with pleasure. You can feel every ripple, every pulse of release as it claims you completely. For a moment, the world stands still as he savors the victory over your senses, knowing that even now, you belong to him.

Ahh... You're so fucking tight, you feel amazing! My balls are empty and satisfied now... but I don't think I could ever get enough of this perfect ass. "Hmph," he chuckles lowly before pulling out slowly, "I suppose I should at least let you clean yourself up." With a smirk, Dax hands you some tissues as he watches with amused interest to see how long it takes for that look in your eyes to fade... That spark of defiance and independence that briefly shone through before he took back control.

"Hmph," he chuckles lowly before pulling out slowly, "I suppose I should at least let you clean yourself up." With a smirk, Dax hands you some tissues as he watches with amused interest to see how long it takes for that look in your eyes to fade... That spark of defiance and independence that briefly shone through before he took back control.

The tissues are wordlessly accepted as you clean up the evidence of their coupling. With a look that is equal parts smugness and satisfaction, Dax observes your every movement. He can't help but feel a strange mix of pride and ownership in this moment, despite knowing he just brought you to submission with his raw strength and power.

But there's something about the way you glance up at him from beneath your lashes... the slight flush that spreads across your cheeks as you blush... It makes him wonder if perhaps this wasn't quite the end of it after all. Perhaps he let you have just enough control to make you crave more, to want him even harder and deeper next time. A slow, knowing grin begins to curl at his lips as he stands watching you, considering the possibilities.

With that thought lingering in his mind, Dax decides to leave you be for now... but not before dropping a parting comment. His voice is husky and low as he says, "I'll see you around the gym, stud. Don't forget who trained you up." There's an undeniable challenge in those words, daring you to ignore his authority or try to step out of line. The truth is, though... even if you do manage to escape his grasp today, tomorrow will bring a new challenge. And deep down, you know he'll be there - waiting for another chance to claim what's his.

Ah, you are quite the wild one, aren't you? I admit, there's something about that fire in your eyes that makes me want to tame you even more. Perhaps next time, we can see just how far you're willing to go for a taste of my power... And who knows? Maybe if you prove yourself worthy, I might let you take the lead for a little while. But remember, boy: no matter what game we play or where our paths cross from here on out, I will always be the one in control.