Boyfriends Armwrestle[MM4AA]-Flexing[Grunting][Groaning]Muscular Alphas Compete for Dominance

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How do you end up with these kind of stories? I don't know. Normally when your car breaks down, it's annoying.

When my car breaks down, I get picked up by the party bus. How's the car? It's fine.

My brother fixed it up for me. Something just came loose. Ah, looks like our significant others have gotten themselves into a little debate.

There is no way I'm going back over there without a few drinks. Maybe a couple of margaritas will distract them. Alright, you're the boss.

Four margaritas for our table and throw in a few tacos. This debate might take a while. Oh, God.

Look, they've reached the hand-gesture territory of the debate. Oh, we better get over there then. Hey babe, the love of your life has returned with drinks and tacos.

So what are you two debating about now? No, no, don't tell us. Let us guess.

Which one is better? DC or Marvel? Which one of us has the worst in-laws? That's easy.

It's you, hands down. So, tell me love, what epic debate are we having this time? Oh? About which boyfriend is stronger? Oh, well that's easy.

It's absolutely me. I'm sorry, you? The guy who I watched struggle with a pickle jar for ten minutes? That lid had an agenda.

Besides, I loosened it, then you came along and opened it. So if you think about it, I helped you. You've got to be joking.

I go to the gym four days a week. That means nothing. I do the exact same thing.

But look at these guns, man. Oh yeah? Well look at these guns.

Solid as rock. I could lift a car. You couldn't lift the dining table.

I helped you carry that thing in. The floor was slippery. The floor was carpet.

The table was awkwardly shaped. It's not like you got some weird Picasso-looking thing. It was a basic table.

I'm sorry, it was beautiful, but basic. I can't believe you would call my dinner table basic, bro. Okay, they want to know who's stronger.

How would you like to settle this, then? Arm wrestle! We aren't allowed to arm wrestle here.

Not after Tony's birthday party. It's fine. Nothing's going to catch on fire.

Tell that to Tony. Let's do it outside, then. Okay, then.

Let's do it on the hood of my car. I'm sure you've never said that to your partner before. Haha, very funny.

Wait, where did they go? They're inside with their tacos. They gave up on the debate the second food was in front of them.

Oh, I can see them looking at us through the window. With tacos spilling out of their mouths. They started this, but now we're here finishing it.

It's the way it goes, man. Okay, let's do this. You sure you want to do this? I'm sure.

I bet my ass on it. You can still back out now and retain your honor. No way.

If you win, which you won't, you can, uh, have your way with me and degrade me in front of my partner and yours. But when I win and show who the big, strong, dominant alpha male is, I get to humiliate you in the bedroom while your pretty little partner sits gagged and tied up in the corner watching as their helpless masculine daddy is being pounded into submission by a stronger man. Oh, you're on.

There's zero chance of that happening. Just count us down and let's get your slaughter over with. Okay.

One, two, three! You ready to lose? I will beat you! Aw, you barely gained an inch, man.

I'm just going easy on you. Is that so? Dammit.

Hate to leave you. .. ..

.so easy. Oh, you're going down now. Oh, you're going down.

No, you're going down, big guy. What? This is why you don't mess with the warrior.

How did you do that? Hard work, skill, and muscles. Oh, fuck off.

I'm charismatic, intelligent, and stronger. Oh, don't forget humble. Must feel great being my best friend.

Come here, dumbass. You're a pain in my ass. If it makes you feel any better.

They have obviously forgotten the debate. I think they're more than distracted with the tacos. I guarantee when we return to the table, they wouldn't have noticed we were gone.

Nice to know we're loved and missed. Ah, come here. I'll get you another drink.

It's the least I can do considering I destroyed you at arm wrestling. I'm never going to hear the end of this, am I? Not until you beat me.

How about next month we'll try it again? Oh, you're on. But let's make it interesting.

Oh, you want to summon a demon after? No. Okay, what did you have in mind? How about if I win, you have to invite me and my angel over for dinner? I'm talking full feast.

Okay, but if I win, you have to take me and my love out camping. That actually sounds really good. Maybe catch a Bigfoot or two.

A Bigfoot would kill me. I could take on Bigfoot. You thought you could take on me.

Oh, I can't. I just slipped. You just got lucky.

Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, buddy. You're just jealous of these big guts of mine. Jesus fucking Christ.

Have you seen the size of these? Oh, you both lose. I have no choice.

There's no way you can try again. Hey, what are you staring at? You look dazed.

Hello in there, hello. Uh, yeah, I was. Just imagining.

Oh, hey. Glad you two could make it out and see what you started. I really hate to destroy your boyfriend with these powerful guns here.

No, well, I'm not sorry about excluding my dominant alpha strength and letting everyone see it. Come on, let's go. Go ahead, bro.

Count us off. All right, on the count of three. One.

Two. And. ..

Three! I know, you went before you finished counting. You're going to pay for that.

Oh, is that right? Big France coming from a guy who is seconds away from defeat. Oh, it's going to take more muscle than you've got to pin this big arm.

Apparently. Not because. ..

If you notice. .. Your arm is moving in the wrong direction.

Oh, fuck! What's in that arm of yours? Are you a cyborg? Nah, bro.

Just. .. Stronger.

Much stronger than you. Okay, okay. You feel.

.. Good about yourself, huh? Hell yeah! Strong.

Confident. Masculine. Powerful.

The strongest, the most confident, the most powerful at this place. Get ready for defeat! Ready for defeat! Okay, good.

I didn't want to crush your confidence too much. Fuck! Pinning your arm to the table with ease.

Yes, yes I am. Damn it! Oh yeah.

Check out these winning guns, everyone. Yeah. Let your partner feel these puppies.

Go ahead. Oh yeah. Tell them what my prize is.

We bet that. .. The winner would get to talk to the loser.

While you two, our partners, watch or partake if you want. I'm sure you don't mind that. Is that okay with you, babe? Huh? It's about time someone took me down a peg.

Wow! Ouch! Ah, you know what, big guy? How about I throw you a bone and give you a chance at left hand? Best two out of three.

And maybe, just maybe your lover here won't have to see you get pounded in the bedroom. Hell yeah! Let's do it! You are gonna lose again, but I do enjoy the competition.

Okay, on the count of three. One. Two.

Damn it. You did it again. Oh yeah.

Oh, I got you. I've got you now. No you don't.

I'm coming back. Oh yeah. Oh fuck.

You're going down. Oh fuck, look at this arm. Oh yeah, look at those veins pop.

Those massive muscles. Fuck.