FIGHTING YOURSELF

Hi to everyone, and particularly the new followers I’ve picked up over the last few weeks. Thanks!

As a reminder, I don’t really post here anymore since Tumblr decided to make life difficult, but there are other ways to keep up with my new material.

The best way is over at DeviantArt. 

If DA isn’t an option then you might want to check this Dropbox now and then, also useful if you prefer things unedited.

MIrror Match: Round One

Meet Aurik and Oskar Zeidler, aka The Stinger Twins. Before these feisty karatekas join HAWT, I wanted to get a little preview of them training together. They don't go easy on anyone, even each other. Oskar takes the first round. Plus bonus character test pic. Commissioned from the amazing wookum75

Kevin “Irish Inferno” Murphy

Kevin Murphy is a tall 21 year old with a slender but toned body. He has bright ginger hair, hazel eyes, and his pale skin is scattered with freckles. He wears black karategi pants with flames on the hems and an orange belt, and a black head band. Kevin has a mercurial personality, his sense of humour matched only by his temper. He can be brutal in the heat of battle, but rarely carries a grudge after the final bell.

As a child, the Irish Inferno was bullied for his small size, ginger hair and freckles. Karate classes gave him the skills to silence his tormentors, and years of training and growth spurts have forged a formidable fighter. In a stand-up fight he is easily able to handle even many much larger opponents, but his relative lack of wrestling experience puts him at a disadvantage in a pure grappling match.

This portrait is a commission, made by the amazing FranjoGutierrez

Also included is a version without belt or headband.

Countdown (Tommy vs Steve)

“Three… Two... One...“

“Ooof!” Steve gasped out in pain as Tommy’s fist pounded into his already red and tender abs.

“Three… Two... One...“

“Agh!” The blond hunk grunted as his smaller opponent’s fist stuck again, this time into the inside of his left thigh. His head rolled back as he panted for breath, exhausted from the beating the slim ginger twink had been giving him for… Steve wasn’t sure how long this had been going on now, but it was too long. Tommy was fast and agile and sneaky, running Steve ragged in the match’s first minutes, leaving him vulnerable to a number of joint locks and stretches.

Now Tommy had Steve laid out on his back, Tommy on his side next to him, legs wrapped around Steve’s right leg, left arm around Steve’s shoulders, stretching the older wrestler out while pounding him with his right fist.

“Three… Two... One...“

Steve screamed silently as he took another hit to the centre of his pulverised stomach. Tommy had total control of him, highlighted by the slow, unwavering count before each blow. Steve knew exactly when each hit was coming. But he didn’t know where it would land. Abs, biceps, pecs, thighs… all targeted randomly, over and over again.

“Three… Two... One...“

Tommy’s hand came down on Steve’s chest, but rather than a fist, his fingers dug in hard around Steve’s left nipple before twisting viciously. Steve’s head shook from side to side, sweat flying, as he moaned in pain.

“Three… Two... One...“

Tommy’s voice wasn’t loud, certainly not enough to carry to the watching crowd, but this routine had been going long enough for them to catch on. They had begun eagerly joining in the counts some time ago.

“Three… Two... One...“

A punch to the thigh.

“Three… Two... One...“

A punch in the arm.

“Three… Two... One...“

A punch in the chest.

Steve was ready to submit, but he knew it was pointless. The Twink Terror would stop when he was ready to, and not a moment before. Steve looked up as Tommy impassively scanned up and down Steve’s sweaty torso, selecting his next target, and whimpered as Tommy’s mouth parted to begin the next count. Where next?

“Three… Two... One...“

Tommy’s target was Steve’s abs once more, but this time rather than a fist, the skinny fighter brought his elbow down hard into the Golden One’s gut, the battered abs easily giving way. Steve didn’t even have the energy to struggle anymore, lying helplessly like a side of beef being tenderised by an impassive butcher. Steve couldn’t take any more of this. Please, no more! Anything but this! Not again!

“Three… Two... One...“

Tommy found a new target, his balled fist crashing into Steve’s golden bulge. He didn’t pull back, instead grinding the muscle jobber’s balls against his body. Steve cried out pathetically, feet kicking out, tears in his eyes.

After what felt like minutes, the torture stopped. Tommy released his hold and sat up next to his beaten foe. As Steve lay panting and groaning in a puddle of his own sweat, he could only wonder how he’d been so brutally squashed by an opponent so much smaller and weaker. Again.

But it was over now. No more countdown. Steve closed his eyes, trying to summon the strength to resist. Or at least maintain some dignity in whatever endgame Tommy had planned.

He barely had time to open his eyes after feeling the first brush against his golden speedo before Tommy’s fingers clamped vice tight around his balls. Tommy’s small, cruel smile was the last thing Steve saw before the pain overcame him and the world faded out.

This seems like a good time to remind everyone that they can follow me on DeviantArt for updates on new content and download all works uncensored at this dropbox.

I’ll be considering additional options for posting NSFW material going forward, but that’s the situation for now.

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With Brad now posted, there are now portraits for each announced member of the HAWT roster... but I have four more characters still to add!

Thanks for all the interest you've shown in the guys so far. I hope you'll like Kevin, Duke, Cisco and Zach just as much.

I've been going though some writer's block and other issues for the last few months, so I'm not sure how long it'll be before we get some some full length stories with these guys, but I'm planning on commissioning some action drawings which I'll accompany with some short written pieces, not full matches but enough to descibe the depicted action.

If there are any pairings you'd like to see or any other suggestions or questions feel free to get in touch, either replying here, via ask, messenger or at DeviantArt. Some roleplay style questions for the characters could be fun too.

Brad “The Bulldog” Bennett

Brad Bennett is a short but muscular 24 year old, with pale skin, light brown hair, grey eyes and a light beard. He wears a black and white low cut singlet with detachable codpiece (or sometimes a matching jockstrap), with matching bands on his right bicep and left wrist. Brad has a carefree, irreverent nature, and is one of the more vocal wrestlers in the ring.

Brad the Bulldog instantly became a controversial figure – he is the league’s first and only transgender wrestler. While many first complained that a “girl” could offer no challenge in the men-only league, it didn’t take many matches to silence those critics. Indeed, the most common complaint against him now is that it is unfair on the other wrestlers to fight an opponent they cannot ballbust! Brad’s solid muscle and low centre of gravity make him a formidable grappler, and even some of Eros’ top fighters have been choked out and ridden hard by him.

This portrait is a commission, made by the amazing FranjoGutierrez

Also included is a clean shaven variant

I’d like to think my feet are very attractive, but it’d be a poor fantasy if my chars weren’t even hotter. ;)

No, I have no martial arts or combat sport experience whatsoever. But it’s something I’ve always found very erotic. Looking back, even when I was little watching The Karate Kid, I had a fascination with it I didn’t understand at the time.

Hi everyone,

Just a little notice that I’m always happy to take questions here, whether you want to know more about the characters or what’s being worked on. Or even about me, but no promises on substantive answers to those!

“Dazzling” Danesh Wahid

Danesh is a slim 21 year old with brown skin and shaggy raven hair with neon blue accents, and is virtually hairless from the eyes down. He wears a glow in the dark neon orange and green criss-cross jockstrap, with black elbow and knee guards and wrist and ankle bands with stripes of neon colours. Danny is flamboyant, energetic and earnest.

Dazzling Danny is not only a skilled wrestler but also a trained acrobat. He is less concerned with winning or losing than putting on an exciting show and getting some good dick. He doesn’t hold grudges, but some of the more serious fighters dislike his showman first, wrestler second approach.

This portrait is a commission, made by the amazing FranjoGutierrez

Also included is “Danny in the dark”, plus a variant without the sleeves and bands!

“Champion” Chanchai

Chanchai (meaning “skilled winner”), who unfailingly omits his typically long Thai surname, is a short but muscular 28 year old, with brown skin, short dark hair and brown eyes. He wrestles in black and dark red muay thai shorts and armbands, with ankle and wrist wraps. He is a disciplined, no-nonsense fighter, who values honour above all else.

Champion Chanchai spent most of his life in Thailand and, unlike Simon, is extremely well trained in and proud of his ancestral martial art. He was the undisputed champion of the Eros League for years, but his position has become more vulnerable with the addition of some new larger fighters. Many are surprised to see such a skilled and serious fighter in the Eros League, especially one who claims to be straight. Chanchai says that he can only claim true victory if something real is risked in the fight, but others whisper that it is simply an “honourable” excuse to have sex with men.

This portrait is a commission, made by the amazing FranjoGutierrez