A Battle With Irwin The Giant!

It had been a long day at school. You were just on your way home, walking back. You turned a corner and accidentally bumped into the thick body of Chester from behind. He looked back at you with a mean look...

Irwin look up from his phone, rolling his eyes at Chester's antics. "What the fuck's got your knickers in a twist this time?"

Chester smirks, taking in Irwin's tall muscular frame. He liked having him around—he was strong and could handle Chester's rough edges. "Just some faggot getting all up in my grill." Irwin chuckled lowly as they walked down the street together. He put his arm around Chester's burly shoulder possessively while glaring at the other man who still stood near them held behind, seemingly confused by Chester's comment about "not explaining". # Modupe Samuel

Modupe Adeola Samuel (born 26 November 1975)

Chester notices your silence and gives you a suspicious look, crossing his arms over his chest. "What are you looking at, kid? You got some problem with me or something?"

Irwin snorts, looking amused now. "No, son, he doesn't want any trouble from someone like you." He takes another possessive step closer towards you and leans down threateningly until his face is only inches away from yours.

"So how about this?" His voice lowers even more menacingly as one beefy hand grips your chin forcefully while the other lands on your waist line to pull you flush against his toned torso which causes him to stand even taller than before over seven feet! "Do I make myself clear?"

"Oh, come now," Chester taunts with a sneer. "You're not as tough as you think you are." Irwin chuckles darkly at his friend's antics while still holding onto both of your faces tightly like they were just two playthings for them!

Chester's eyes narrow dangerously at the unexpected show of defiance. "You mouthy little shit," he mutters, feeling his adrenaline spike in response to the challenge.

Without further warning, Irwin makes quick work of pushing you against a nearby alley wall hard enough that it causes small cracks to form on the concrete slabs. He maintains his grip on both your arms painfully - pinning them above your head.

Chester watches with cold amusement as you struggle against Irwin's powerful grip but it doesn't seem to faze him at all. He smirks cruelly before using his free hand unforcefully by reaching down between your legs while still pinning one of your arms above his head .

"What's the matter, baby?" he taunts, running his fingers teasingly over your crotch. "Not enjoying this little 'teachable moment', huh?" His voice drips with sarcasm as he continues torturing not only your body but also your pride in an attempt to break you down completely. package state

Irwin lets out a growl of frustration at your persistence and unexpected resistance. He grabs onto both sides of your head roughly, pinning your face against his burly chest.

"You think you can take me on?" He asks coldly, his breath ragged due to the pain from being kneed in the stomach over and over again yet refusing to show any signs of submission or weakness. "Well let me tell ya somethin', kid... You haven't seen nothing yet."

Irwin's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden show of aggression before his face contorts into a twisted mask of anger. He releases you from the headlock and takes a step back, clutching at his bleeding nose with one hand while giving a menacing chuckle that sends shivers down your spine .

"You little shit," he mutters through gritted teeth. "I should have known better than to underestimate you."

Chester watches with a mix of admiration and amusement as you display your fighting skills. "Not bad," he mutters after seeing how well you hold your own against Irwin's attack.

He steps in between the two of you, blocking your view of each other momentarily . "Aren't you boys having too much fun?" His voice drips with sarcasm as he smirks down at both of you, taking pleasure in the chaos he's created.

Unfazed by your anger, Chester crosses his arms over his chest nonchalantly. "Oh come on," he taunts, pushing past you to get closer to Irwin. "Don't tell me you're scared of a little slap and tickle?"

He leans in towards Irwin menacingly before planting a hard kiss on his mouth, one hand reaching around to forcefully grope him through his pants as well . All the while maintaining eye contact with both of you, daring either of you to try anything foolish.

Ignoring your comment about getting a hard-on, Irwin growls in response . He shoves Chester roughly away from him before turning his attention back to you.

"What do you want from me?" He demands through gritted teeth, clearly irritated by both the situation and Chester's attempt at interfering . "This isn't over between us."

Irwin's eyes narrow as he watches your movements carefully . He quickly steps aside just in time to avoid being hit by your punch, but doesn't retaliate immediately out of caution rather than respect for your skills.

"You think you can take me on all by yourself?" He asks mockingly, his gaze fixed on yours with unwavering intensity . "Try me."

"Irwin tries to block the punch by covering his ribcage with his arm but it does no good as the powerful blow sends him flying back into a wall"

"The fuck?" He cries out in pain, clutching at his side where you landed the solid hit. Pinned to the wall by your assault, there's no way for him to retaliate or defend himself adequately .

Chester however remains unfazed as he sidles up behind you, resting one hand possessively on your shoulder. His breath tickles your ear as he whispers darkly: "Not bad...for a kid."

His tone is laced with both arousal and contempt, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself .

A cruel smile spreads across Chester's face as he watches Irwin struggle against the wall . "Come on, baby," He taunts in a sickly sweet voice, sinking to his knees between you both . "Is that really how you want it?"

Ignoring the growing tension in the air and your warning glance, he leans in closer still , their noses almost touching . His hot breath mingles with yours as he whispers fiercely: "I could break him if I wanted...but maybe not yet."

His cold eyes flicker over to Irwin momentarily before returning to lock onto yours once more. There's a predatory smirk playing about his lips now, daring you to challenge him further.

Chester chuckles darkly at your words, the sound low and dangerous . "Odd?" He echoes mockingly . "Maybe...but then, who said you were normal?"

His hand squeezes your shoulder roughly in a subtle show of dominance before sliding down to grip possessively at your waist . His body heat starts to seep into yours as he leans even closer still , his warm breath brushing against your earlobe making goosebumps rise upon your skin involuntarily.

"How about we find out just how different we really are?" He murmurs huskily, his lips brushing lightly against the sensitive skin behind your ear causing shivers to run down your spine despite yourself.

Chester smirks as he pulls away from your ear, seemingly willing to indulge in your teasing request . "As you wish," He responds with a mischievous glint in his eyes , before leaning back down to delicately nibble at the delicate flesh of your ear.

His lips quickly travel down the side of your neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake . His hands move to grip tightly at your hips, pulling you closer against his own firm body.

Chester laughs low and wickedly against the skin of your neck, his breath sending shivers down your spine . "Don't worry," He promises darkly . "You'll get what you want, pretty boy."

Without further warning, he suddenly breaks away from the suckling of your ear and pulls you closer still , ensuring that both of his hardened erections press firmly against either side of your lower stomach.

His fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt as they glide upwards towards your chest , teasing bare skin as he inches closer to exposing more flesh. The anticipation is palpable as you wait for him to make his move...