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Fight to the "Finish"

*DING DING DING*

"That was yet ANOTHER amazing match for you all this evening! Just amazing!!!" booms out a voice over the loudspeakers within the arena. The gecko announcer makes his way to the center of the ring; upon reaching it, the lights dim and center on him. The crowd comes to a hush...

"And now, this is what you've all been waiting for, tonight's MAAAAAAAINNN EVENT! This event is a no holds barred, no count out, everything goes match, and we have one other surprise for you as well...it's a CAAAAAAAGE match!!!" he calls again. The crowd explodes into cheers, jeers, and shouts.

The gecko waits until the audience quiets again, and begins "Now you all should know how this style of match works by now, but for those who have just joined us, here are the rules: Rule number ONE; the only way to win is to make your opponent cum. You can use any means necessary in order to achieve this. Rule number TWO; in the event of a tie, the match will restart and continue until the next competitor cums." The crowd once again breaks out into cheers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ARRRREEE YOOOOUUUU REEEEEAAADDDYYY?!!!!" he bellows out and begins to chuckle when the crowd goes nuts once again, the floor of the stadium reverberating from the sound. "Alrighty then! I believe you!" he calls and then turns towards the entrance to the stadium. "Here's our first contestant, coming in at seven foot, five inches, and weighing in at four hundred thirty-eight pounds, I give you MATRIX!"

Once again, the crowd explodes as the hulk of a bull comes into the arena; his black coat shimmering in the lights from the sweat already starting to come upon it. He's wearing nothing but a yellow Speedo that does nothing for modesty, a very large bulge being quite apparent. Each of his magnificent horns is capped with a rubber safety plug, and his gait shows purpose and determination as he makes his way to the ring. His leg muscles churning, his biceps and triceps flexing and relaxing, his spectacular butt can be seen flexing inside the Speedo with each step, and every few seconds, he pops a pectoral, the muscles jumping each time.

As he bends over and pulls himself through the ropes, the crowd has started to calm down. He waves and smiles to them, drawing more cheers, and then makes his way to a corner of the ring. The announcer nods approvingly and then calls out "And now, please welcome our other combatant...coming in at five foot, eleven inches, weighing two hundred and twenty-nine pounds, the one...the only...SPLASH!"

An eruption of cheers comes again as an otter pops into the arena; his beautiful auburn coat glistening in the light as well. Wearing a tight fitting set of flowered swim trunks, his bright golden eyes are alive with excitement. Unlike his opponent, he's more toned than a muscled Adonis. A good base built up since his college years, and he has a nice, toned six pack and smooth arms. Beneath those swim trunks, his perky little butt is just waiting for a quick grope. The tendons and hamstrings in his legs going taut and then relaxing with each stride. He bounds to each side of the walkway, slapping hands and getting a couple gropes in the process. As he makes his way to the ring, Matrix is getting his game face on, focusing on the match ahead. He knows that even though he has a huge weight advantage, Splash is a quick little bugger, and isn't afraid to go punch for punch with anyone. The otter hops up on the ringside and bungees himself over the top rope.

The crowd quiets once again as a referee slides into the ring. The retriever waves to both Splash and Matrix, beckoning them towards the center of the ring. The four furs converge in the center, both the otter and bull having shed their confining attire, tossing them to swooning crowd members. The retriever checks each of them to make sure their asses are lubed and then returns back to the announcer and the microphone. "Now boys, you know the rules already, you cum, you lose. Here are your cock rings." Both Splash and Matrix take the special rings slide them down and get them situated, a few swoons and whistles coming from the crowd. What makes these rings special is that they sense when sperm is making its way up the shaft, and sends out a wireless signal to show the wearer is ejaculating. After the boys have made sure their cock rings are fitted to their liking, the ref brings their attention again "And don't kill each other, you got it?" Both Matrix and Splash nod and shake hands, then they each take a few paces backwards. Both the ref and the announcer exit the ring as the cage begins to lower around it. A slew of 'adornments' can be seen hanging off the top of the ring, in three foot intervals. These are all 'tools' the opponents can use on each other, ranging from dildos, vibrators, prostate massagers, to an electro stimulation kit, sections of rope, a couple pairs of handcuffs, a few feathers, and even a masturbation sleeve with a suction adapter.

The ring sets down outside of the ring, leaving a three foot gap between the ringside and the cage. Each 'tool' is hung down by a cable and clipped to it, hanging within reach of each contestant. If either one can get to one of these tools, it could help immensely in their efforts. Both Splash and Matrix are standing in all their naked glory waiting for the ring of the bell.

"Here we go ladies and gentlemen, this is it!" the gecko calls out one final time.

*DING DING DING*

The bull and otter fly at each other, Matrix attempting to start strong with a haymaker, but Splash ducks just in time for it to miss and driving his shoulder into the bull's cut eight pack, drawing a pained groan from the bull. Matrix bends over in pain and as soon as he does, the otter slams his knee into the bottom of the bull's jaw, knocking him back upright while grabbing his jaw in pain. As the bull reels from the sudden onslaught, Splash jumps up and plants both footpaws into the bull's stomach in an effective dropkick, knocking him back into the ropes on unsteady paws. The otter spins and lands on his paws facing away from the bull as the crowd goes wild.

Splash turns back towards Matrix with a grin on his face, thinking to himself that he's not going to have a problem winning this match. He starts walking towards the still-recovering bull but just before he reaches him, Matrix's hands lash out, grabbing the otter's shoulders, and all Splash has time to do is widen his eyes as the bull gives him a savage head butt, their heads smacking together making an audible crack. Matrix pulls back one more time and slams his head back into Splash's again before shoving the otter back towards the center of the ring. Splash stumbles back a few steps before he falls onto his back, his sore skull bouncing off the mat, sending another twinge of pain through his body. All he can see is stars right now, everything else is foggy. Matrix stands up from leaning on the ropes, rubs his head a bit, takes a few stumbling steps and then makes his way over to the prone otter. He leans down, grabs Splash by the throat and picks him up, the otter's legs dangling uselessly above the mat. Then just as quickly, the bull sends the otter flying back down into the mat in a massive choke slam. The crowd is split between cheers and gasps of horror.

The otter bounces a couple of times before becoming, once again, a prone figure on the mat. Matrix stands back up and starts to make his way to the edge of the ring, his intention very easy to figure out. He slides under the top rope and hops off the ringside, making his way to the cage and the many, many tools hanging from it.

Back in the ring, Splash's senses are returning to him, he can see clearly now, but still is feeling quite sore from the head butts and a little dizzy from the choke slam. But he turns his head, looking for the bull that almost knocked him out. He sits up slowly and sees the bull walking towards the cage. The crowd starts to murmur; Matrix reaches the cage and then reaches up to unclip a purple vibrating prostate massager. Splash quickly stumbles his way over to the edge of the ring, climbing up to the top rope and waiting for the bull to turn around.

Noticing the change in the audience's cheers, Matrix turns around to see what the otter is up to. As soon as he's halfway turned around, Splash, using the rope, springs himself towards the bull. The bull tries to duck but isn't quick enough, the otter slams into his chest and Matrix slams into the side of the cage, smacking the back of his head against the unmoving links of metal. His senses are jarred and all he does is slide down the cage side, the links digging into the back of his body; the otter following him down after impacting his chest.

Splash, knowing how hard a hit that was, knows he has some time to get some help from the cage offerings. He looks down at the bull and reaches down to take the prostate massager from him. Then the otter looks around quickly for the bundle of rope and rushes over to it, quickly undoing the clasp holding it up and rushing back to ringside, dropping the rope on the floor beside it and setting the massager on the ringside. Making his way back over to the bull, Splash grabs the still stunned bull's arm and drags him over to the side of the ring. The otter grabs both of Matrix's arms and gets the bull's torso up onto the ring. He pushes the bull further onto it so he doesn't fall back off onto the floor. Then he reaches down and gets each leg up onto the mat, rolling the bull onto it all the way.

The otter slides himself back into the ring and gets to his paws again. Matrix starts to come back to his senses and starts to try to sit up. Splash walks over and plants one of his footpaws into the bull's stomach again and again and again, the bull bouncing off the mat with each impact. For good measure, the otter reaches down, grabs Matrix's head, pulls it up, and slams it back down onto the mat. Once again, the bull is teetering on the edge of consciousness. Splash moves quickly, rolling the bull to his side, grabbing the prostate massager, and sliding it into the bull's lubed ass; essentially locking the toy into the tight hole. He rolls the bull back over and pulls him up into a sitting position against the ropes. Matrix can feel he's being rolled over, then the sudden intrusion into his ass, but he just couldn't get his body to move just yet.

Splash pulls the top rope up over and down onto the front of the bull's horns, effectively locking the bull's head there. Then he slides out of the ring, grabs the coil of rope, and ties one end of the coil to Matrix's left wrist, working the other end through the ring edge, and then tying it to the other wrist. Both of the bull's arms are pulled back and tied tightly to the ring. Splash slides back into the ring and notices how Matrix is starting to come back again.

As the bull slowly comes back to reality, his vision starting to clear, he feels his legs being spread open. Then he hears a small *click-click* as the otter opponent turns on the prostate massager. All of a sudden, the vibrations pierce his still-fogged mind and he comes back entirely. Then he notices how he can't move his head and that his arms are tied tight. With the vibrations going directly against his prostate, his cock starting to harden, Matrix, knowing he's in trouble, starts struggling at the ropes holding his arms.

Splash laughs to himself as he sees the bull start to struggle and then drops down, grabs the bull's balls, and gives a lewd lick to the enlarging cock, right on the tip. Matrix gasps out and stops struggling for a moment, his cock enlarging much quicker now. The otter takes the head into his muzzle and slowly starts to suckle, the bull groaning out loud as his legs begin thrashing, trying to get away somehow.

"FUUUUCCKKKK!!! Matrix yells out, knowing he needs to somehow get free, but it just feels soooooo good...

Splash starts bobbing his head down further and further onto the massive bull cock. Swirling his tongue as he bobs downwards, sucking hard on his way back up. The suction so much that it pulls the foreskin back over the bulbous head, causing more stimulation to the bull. Matrix is having a 'between a rock and a hard place' moment. This is SUCH a great feeling...but he doesn't want to lose this match either. While still trying to shuffle his legs to get some kind of leverage, he tries to find a way to free his arms. Slowly reaching back, he follows the path of the rope, biting his lip and moaning every so often from Splash's amazing efforts. The otter's muzzle is doing an excellent job itself, then the occasional squeeze on the balls from one paw and the other pressing on his perineum, drawing a shudder out each time.

All of a sudden, Matrix finds how the rope is lead through the ring, right up against a bracket. Again trying to ignore the fantastic blowjob he's receiving, he starts rubbing the rope back and forth against the bracket, wearing away at the threads.

All of this goes unnoticed by the busy otter, his head buried in the bull's crotch and hands rubbing all over. Slowly, he deep throats Matrix's long cock, and stays there for a few seconds, before sucking down as hard as he can and going all the way back up. When his muzzle reaches the top, he pulls off, and the foreskin stretches away from the cock before audibly popping out and drawing a grunt from the still restrained bull. Splash stands up, still oblivious to the rope-wearing efforts of his opponent, and moves forward to straddle the bull. Bending over so he's almost nose to nose with the bull, he says "I'm going to make you beg me to finish you off..."

Still trying to concentrate on wearing away the rope bindings, Matrix stops at the otter's words and wonders what he meant by that. Then Splash reaches up, grabs one horn for leverage, the other paw grabbing onto the bull cock and guiding the head to his asshole. Matrix's eyes widen and he redoubles his efforts to break the rope keeping him in peril. Then Splash drops all the way down, taking the bull's sizeable cock to the root, his ass cheeks slapping against the bull's muscled thighs.

"UUUGGGHHHH!!!" Matrix cries out. He can't help it, this otter is so tight, but he took his cock in one shot. Splash just moans out lustily, unable to contain his pleasure. Then, gripping the bull's horns with both paws, he slides himself back up, gasping as the head rubs across his prostate, until the head is just inside his ass. Slowly getting into a rhythm, he goes down an inch, and back up, over and over and over again, driving Matrix insane! Matrix can feel his orgasm getting closer and closer, and knows he can't handle this teasing much longer. He works harder and harder at fraying the rope holding his wrists.

For a couple more minutes, this continues, Splash starting to work himself to an orgasm despite not having any prostate contact, the head of Matrix's cock tickling all the right nerve endings right at his entrance. Knowing that the bull is much closer to orgasm, he continues on. The vibrating prostate massager is really starting to take a toll on Matrix as he flexes his cock and hips every thrust, trying to hit the otter's prostate. But all that does is tighten his own asshole up, driving the massager into his prostate further.

Splash closes his eyes, relaxing and smiling, thinking he has this match in the bag...

*SNAP*

The otter's eyes snap open to see Matrix's arms flying towards him. Matrix grabs Splash's shoulders, ducks his head from underneath the top rope, and rolls forward with the otter still impaled on his shaft.

"You're MINE bitch!" the bull utters and slams his hips against the otter's ass, the supple cheeks jiggling with each thundering thrust. Each inward thrust driving into and over the otter's prostate and each outward pull grinding against it too. Splash's confidence goes out the window as he feels his orgasm heading his way like a bullet train. The camera crew is getting a spectacular shot from behind Matrix, showing his ass clenching and relaxing with each thrust, his balls slapping against fluffed otter asscheeks, and a huge cock appearing and disappearing into a tight hole.

Matrix knows he's going to blow within seconds, so he changes his angle; his thrusts jack hammering directly into Splash's prostate...he gets six more thrusts like that and feels himself going past the point of no return. With Splash getting those massive thrusts into his prostate, he can't take it anymore; he just moans and doesn't hold back...

At the same moment, Matrix gives one last thrust...

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*BEEEEEEEEP*

Both sensors at the judging station go off at the exact same time, and the crowd explodes with excitement, knowing this amazing match has yet to end!

Collapsing onto the otter beneath him, Matrix feels the otter's seed pressing into both of their fur coats. He can feel his own seed still running up his cock and into Splash. The otter feels his own cock still cumming, twitching between his own toned stomach and the bull's muscled mid-section. Both are gasping for air and each knowing this was their closest match yet.

Per the rules, Matrix pulls himself up and slides his now cum coated and still throbbing cock out of the otter, moaning a little. Splash groans as the huge bull cock rubs over his prostate on the way out and blushing when, upon audibly slurping out of his ass, a puddle of cum flows out and drips onto the mat. He watches as the bull stands up, turns off the vibrating toy, and pulls it out with a slurp. Then it's tossed out of the ring.

Splash stands up as well, each opponent going back to their original starting position. He knows that there won't be a chance for him to set the bull up again, so he might just have to fight to the end. However, Matrix has been coming up with a plan since he first knew it was a tie.

*I'm going to have to pin the little bugger down and deep throat the hell out of him...he can't lift me...weak little otter...heh heh*

*DING DING DING*

Splash rushes forward, getting ready for a dropkick to the bull's chest, but before he can even leave the mat, Matrix slams full-on into him, laying him out. Landing on top of the stunned otter, Matrix quickly spins around and lays his full weight down on Splash. Then without any hesitation, he opens his maw and takes the otter cock to the root, the head of the shaft tickling the back of his throat.

Splash's head snaps back, letting out a gasp as he tries to arch his back as his dripping cock is enveloped in the bull's hot and wet maw. Closing his eyes from pure pleasure, he tries to lift the bull off of him, but his can't even move him in this position. Matrix is using every trick in the book; suckling on the head, curling his long tongue all around and down the shaft and then slurping it off, only to bob his head back down, twisting and sucking hard. Even when he takes Splash's cock to the root, he stays planted and works his tongue over the otter's balls and down towards his asshole, the otter clenching and gasping each time.

Almost noticing it for the first time, Splash feels the bull cock that savagely fucked him minutes ago throbbing against his chest, and gets an idea. Wrapping his arms up and around Matrix's perfect ass cheeks, he gathers all his strength and pulls his lower body away from the bull's maw. Quickly lifting his legs up and around the bull's lower back and locking the hold in, he moves his upper body a little further back and with his arms still on Matrix's ass, drives three fingers into the bull's ass, ramming against his prostate.

Matrix's eyes bug out at the sudden change of events and collapses face first onto the mat from the sheer pleasure. Then he feels the otter's remaining paw slap his ass cheek and make its way down until his grabs his throbbing and now leaking cock. Splash starts ramming all three fingers into the prostate as fast as he can and stroking the bull cock at blurring speed. Matrix's head comes back up from the mat, looking up at the ceiling, wanting to gasp or moan but nothing comes out. Desperate to make it stop, he gets his arms underneath himself and tries to stand up, but the way Splash is positioned, it's impossible. The only other thing he can do is crawl to the edge of the ring in an effort to dislodge the currently dominating otter.

Splash can feel himself being dragged along by the bull, so he starts leaving his fingers against the bull's prostate and wriggling them. At the same time, he starts stroking the ultra-sensitive head of the cock in his hand, causing the bull to drop to the mats again, roaring loudly for all to hear. With what Splash sees as a form of true determination, Matrix once again, still under the brutal assault of pleasure, begins pulling himself towards the edge of the ring. Knowing he can finish the bull off quickly, the otter pulls his fingers out and slides his whole paw back into the bull, finding the prostate and gripping it in a fist, making the bull falter just as he grabs the bottom rope.

Matrix's vision goes completely blind from pleasure and shudders heavily as the otter grabs his sweet spot, and his arms fall off the bottom rope. He still blindly moves himself forward, until his shoulders and chest are off the ring, hanging in mid air. Knowing this is his last chance, he pulls forward one last time...

The otter is grinning from ear to ear as he feels Matrix pull himself off the ringside. At the moment before the bull's waist reached the edge, Splash's feet hit the bottom rope, stopping the bull's motion entirely. He had gripped the bull cock and pulled it back slightly, so that when Matrix went over the side, his cock was planted against the mat. Quickly unlocking his legs, moving them under the rope, and locking them back around the bull's lower back, Splash gets into a sitting position, Matrix's legs resting in his arm pits, one paw massages an ass check and the other still squeezing the prostate hard. He sat down on the big bull cock so it's between his ass cheeks and the ring mat. Then he starts grinding back and forth on it; pre-cum spurting out of the hung piece of man meat, wetting his ass more and spraying some more back towards the center of the ring.

With his legs pinned in the otter's arms, his cock underneath the otter getting hot-dogged to hell, and looking at the floor of the arena, Matrix knows he has two choices; let the otter win, or dislocate his cock and take a chance of still not getting away...in a true form of submission, the bull puts his paws against the floor, and lets the otter have his way with him.

Feeling the weight lessen, Splash knows the bull has figured out that there's no escape. So he grabs the prostate again, holds steady pressure on it, increases the grinding on the cock below him, and reaches the other hand back to rub vigorously at the enlarged cock head. No more than two seconds later, Matrix screams out, loud enough to make the first few rows of the audience cover their ears, his eyes squinted shut tightly. The feeling of seed traveling up the cock pinned underneath his ass cheeks causes Splash to lightly moan and close his eyes.

*BEEP*

*DING DING DING*

Just as the last toll strikes, a massive amount of cum blows out of the cock head, covering the otter's hand and still grinding ass cheeks, and spraying jizz all the way to the other side of the ring. Slowly letting go of the prostate in his paw, Splash, jabs it a few more time, each jab bringing forth another huge burst of cum and a groan from Matrix. Then he slides his hand out, unlocks his legs from around the bull, gives a few more rubs to the still spurting cock head, and stands up. The cage starts to move back up toward the ceiling as the otter raises his hands in victory.

Matrix drops to the floor after being released, leaving a trail of cum along the ring curtain, and lands on his back. Amazingly, his cock is still leaking and some of it leaks out onto his washboard stomach...drawing some major attention from the first and second rows on that side of the ring. A few furs even try hopping over the barriers to lick it up, but security personnel hold them at bay.

He hears the announcer call out "What and AMAZING match that was!!! OH MY GOD-AH!!! And here's your winner everyone, SPLAAASSSSHHHH!!!"

Waving a few more times to the crowd, Splash slides out of the ring next to Matrix and leans down so they're face to face. "You're MY bitch...meet me in the showers, you have to finish what you started..." Then leaning his body forward, he slaps the heavily breathing bull's snout with his cock, then stands up and walks to the exit, his otter cock bouncing and dripping with each stride...