Description
My old roommate, Braden, is up to his usual routine when he's not glued to sports—flexing and posing his flawless physique. Back when I rented his spare bedroom, I’d see it all the time. He’d be cranking out push-ups, doing jumping jacks, and flexing every inch of his chiseled body, often in skimpy bikini posing trunks. This time, he’s stepped it up with bearhug and leg-scissor practice on a pillow from his bed, showing off every ripped striation. Braden is deep into bodybuilding competition season and recently scored three pro cards—he’s undeniably in the best shape of his life.
After working up a light sweat that leaves his muscles glistening, Braden heads to the bathroom to check himself out in the mirror—face, muscles, and, well, everything. Clearly satisfied with what he sees, he admires himself for a moment before stepping into the shower to rinse off.
Suddenly, he’s yanked out of the shower and dragged into the kitchen in a tight headlock. The burly intruder wastes no time, slamming Braden against the wall and unleashing a series of gut punches. Caught completely off guard, Braden can barely defend himself as the hairy invader drags him back into the living room for more punishment.
Braden’s sculpted body is bent, twisted, and slammed as his naked form bounces wildly with every move. Dragon sleepers, head scissors, and suffocating sleeper holds leave him gasping for air. His face ends up buried between the intruder’s sweaty quads as he struggles to stay conscious. Time and again, Braden is knocked out cold, only to be revived by stinging slaps and taunting insults.
Commanded to flex his muscles, Braden reluctantly obeys while his captor watches with twisted glee. Declin knows he has complete control, savoring the sight of Braden’s defeated form. One final sleeper hold seals Braden’s fate, leaving Declin free to admire every inch of his hard-earned conquest.
TOTAL RUN-TIME: 30 minutes, 21 seconds