by Hazel Parker
Soon enough, they pulled up to Mayhem. As they entered the arena, Tammi began to look around. She was impressed but didn’t want Max to find out. She had never been there before and all the sights and sounds were new to her.
“You can sit anywhere. This isn’t an official fight so it’s no big deal,” he said, leaving her in the front row. She sat down, waiting patiently. Before long, an unknown man entered the ring. He looked big, much bigger than Max.
“So much for his opponent being small fry,” she muttered under her breath. As she said this, Max entered the ring, disappearing into his corner. The unknown man did the same and Tammi waited with an unwilling anticipation for the fight to begin.
The fight was going relatively well for Max at first. He was dodging punches and was keeping light on his feet as he made his way around the ring, but everything went downhill when the man landed a kick on his bruised ribs.
Max gasped in pain before falling. His opponent capitalized on the opportunity and pounced. He rained down punches on Max, using him as a human punching bag. The man was overwhelmed with an unaccountable rage, destroying Max in the process.
Tammi looked on in horror as her best friend was mauled in the ring. The referee tried to pry the opponent off Max, but the large man lashed out, throwing the referee to the ground. In the end, it took three men to pry the insane fighter off Max.
Tammi rushed into the ring, looking at her friend. It was obvious he had a series of broken ribs and was bleeding hard. “Someone, please, we need help!” she called out. Quickly, a pair of standby paramedics stepped in, pushing away Tammi. They started to perform first aid as someone called an ambulance. It was clear Max would need more help than the paramedics could provide.
“You idiot. I said you weren’t ready to fight. Why don’t you ever listen to me?” she whimpered, her eyes filling with tears.
Wincing, Max nonetheless reached out his hand and caressed the side of her face, trying to comfort her. “Hey… I’ll be okay.”
Chapter 4
“Thanks again for taking care of me Tammi,” Max said as he followed her down the entranceway, holding onto some crutches.
“Careful. It’s icy.”
“I know. I know,” he said, hopping along. Soon, they were inside her house and he slowly eased himself onto the couch.
“This time, you’ll listen. The doctor said it will be about three month’s recovery for that broken leg. I’m not letting you go anywhere near the ring until then. Got it?” she said sternly, putting down her bag.
“Yes, ma’am,” he answered back quickly.
“Good. What do you want for dinner?”
Max thought about it for a moment, before answering, “Can you make mac and cheese?” She smiled and nodded, disappearing into the kitchen.
He waited patiently for her, but eventually ended up falling asleep as the painkillers took full effect. Tammi reentered the room seeing him asleep and chuckled, covering him with a blanket, before sitting down beside him.
From that moment forward, Tammi did everything she could to nurse Max back to health. She reminded him to take his medicine and kept him out of trouble. Max hated staying inside the house, but he had no other choice under Tammi’s iron fist.
But soon enough, he was nearing the end of his recovery and was doing better day by day. His leg cast was already off and all he had to do now was give his body the full time it needed to heal.
As his recovery took its time, his relationship with Tammi grew. They started treating each other more as lovers and less like innocent best friends. They kissed regularly and snuggled daily, but Max had yet to make a move. He wanted to be with her, but at the same time, he was apprehensive about an intimate engagement.
However, the day before his last doctor’s appointment, the one that would clear him of all his injuries, he finally made his move. Tammi was on the couch, going through her phone. He sneaked up behind her and covered her eyes, making her jump.
“Guess who,” he whispered into her ear.
She giggled and bit her lip in an ironic answer. “Hmm… Jose?”
“Who the hell is Jose?” Max asked, sounding a little bit hurt. She chuckled, before leaning back, looking at him upside down. As she did, he pulled out some flowers, giving them to her with a blush on his face. She sat up quickly and looked at him properly, before taking the flowers a little surprised.
“For me?” she asked.
“No, for Monica.”
“Who the hell is Monica?” They both burst out into laughter before Max leaned forward and kissed her. Tammi smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. The kiss soon intensified. They started to make out and Tammi pulled Max into the couch. He grinned, pinning her down.
“Hey! I was supposed to make the first move tonight!” he chuckled, before kissing her cheek.
“Huh?”
“This,” he said before standing and picking her up, carrying her bridal style into the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed playfully before getting onto the bed with her. He pinned her down once more, kissing her neck, making her moan. “I want to make you feel good.” Tammi’s face reddened, but she didn’t try to stop him as his hand slithered up her shirt, finding its way to her bra strap.
He fumbled with it for a moment before finally unclasping it. Smirking with pride, he removed her shirt, pulling her bra with it. He paused for a moment, admiring her bare breasts for the first time. His cheeks burned crimson and he could feel his member come to life between his legs.
Tammi’s heart started to race as she looked at him, wondering what he would do next. She had dreamed about this moment countless times and found it hard to believe it was actually happening.
Max steadied himself, before leaning down, kissing her neck again. As he did, his hands ran over her body, making her shiver as he began to unbutton her pants. Soon he was sliding them down her hips as his kisses trailed down to her collar bone. She bit her lip, muffling her moan.
With her pants now across the room, he worked on her panties, getting them off her long legs as he moved over her. His body hovered over hers for a moment, before he leaned down and caressed her breasts, leaving a small trail of kisses all over them, until his tongue found her nipple, flicking it slightly. They hardened in reaction and he grinned, gaining confidence.
To Tammi’s dismay, his mouth soon left her sensitive spots, making its way down to her navel. She shivered again, feeling his hands on her thighs, slowly spreading them apart. His nimble fingers slowly crept their way toward her now wet pussy as she started to breathe harder in anticipation.
Soon enough, Max was between her legs, looking up at her with his dark-brown eyes. There was a naughty glint playing around in them as he slowly leaned down, his tongue darting out, making contact with her delicate flesh.
She moaned out softly, feeling his tongue touch her intimately for the first time. The moan drove Max wild, and before Tammi could react he was quickly lapping at her clit, making her moan even louder as his fingers helped, slowly rubbing her clit, teasing her. Eventually, one of his fingers made its way into her eager crevice, making her clutch the sheets in pleasure as her body quivered in excitement.
Tammi had never felt like this before. She never wanted him to stop, so her fingers wrapped around his hair and pulled him closer until his face was covered in her juices. Max, however, continued to lap at her pussy, eager to please her. She kept moaning out his name, driving him insane, until the tightness in his pants was too much to bear.
His fingers left her, making her whimper as his tongue tried to compensate by exploring further inside her. He quickly pulled off his pants and boxers, freeing his member. He sighed in relief, before pulling his mouth away from her. She whimpered loudly, looking at him with pleading eyes.
He grinned, his fingers reaching down and teasing her, making her buck her hips, her body calling out for more. He continued to tease her, bringing her to the edge and back, until she was begging for release.
Finally, he gave her exactly what she asked for as he shoved two of his fingers inside of her, pumping them in and out, hooking them slightly, making her quiver. He leaned down as his tongue went wild exploring her wet folds once more.
Before long, she was screaming out his name. She clutched the sheets and her toes curled in her pleasure. As she felt a third finger make its way inside of her, she exploded in ecstasy, orgasming for the first time that night.
Little did she know, that by the end of the night she would lose track of the amount of times she had orgasmed. They would fuck like animals in heat, their emotions coming out after so many years pent up inside. And in the end, they would collapse onto the couch, happily exhausted, tangled up with one another.
Chapter 5
In the morning, Tammi woke up with Max still beside her. She smiled, remembering the night with pleasure, as she ran her fingers through his thick hair. Leaning forward, so her chest pressed against his, she kissed his cheek, waking him up.
Max started to stir and jumped a bit when he saw Tammi’s face so close to his own. He blushed in embarrassment, before leaning down and kissing her. An excited smirk crept its way on his face as he noticed his own nakedness and then looked down to see her sexy body underneath.
“Well, good morning, gorgeous.” He winked, kissing her neck gently, making her moan in pleasure as she wrapped her arms around his neck and started making out. Max’s hand started to creep down her body, trying to sneak in some morning fun when she stopped him.
“I have work today.” Max groaned in disappointment.
“We can be quick,” he whimpered, trying to plead with her as he felt his stiff member between his legs. To his despair, she shook her head and pushed him off herself. Hesitantly, he got up, letting her stand.
His eyes rested on her perky breasts causing him to grin as he sat there with his dick at full attention and growing between his legs. She looked down at him and bit her lip, before playfully hitting him.
“Horn dog,” she said before getting off the couch and disappearing into her bedroom. Her hips swayed pleasantly, back and forth, making Max even more excited as wild thoughts ran through his mind. This was going to be his best relationship yet.
With these thoughts running through his mind, he took some time to pleasure himself as Tammi got dressed for work. Luckily she had woken up in time for her shift. As she was getting dressed in her nurse’s uniform, thoughts of last night ran through her mind making her clean panties wet. She blushed slightly but tried to ignore it as she grabbed her name tag and walked into the living room again.
As she walked in, Max was getting dressed, putting on his jeans that had somehow managed to migrate from the bedroom to the living room during the night. She looked at him and smiled. “Breakfast?” she asked and he nodded eagerly, following her into the kitchen. She chuckled, tossing some bread in the toaster. She began brewing a pot of coffee as she looked at her new boyfriend.
“You’re going to the doctor today, aren’t you?” Max nodded, hoisting himself onto the counter, swinging his legs as he grabbed an apple, taking a chunk out of it.
“Too bad this thing can’t really keep the doctor away.”
Tammi rolled her eyes. “Lame,” she said walking away, grabbing the warm toast before opening the fridge and pulling out the butter. “If they clear you of your injuries, are you going back to Mayhem?”
Max hesitated with his answer, before nodding. “Yes.” He didn’t want to worry or upset Tammi, but making it as an accomplished fighter was something he needed to do. If he gave up his dream now, he wouldn’t be true to himself.
Tammi sighed as she buttered the toast, looking down at it, staying quiet for a moment. “I thought so,” she finally said, turning around and handing him a plate of toast. “I also know you will never let this go. So, I have decided to support you. For better or for worse, you’re my best friend and–”
“No, I’m you boyfriend now.” He grinned eagerly, interrupting her.
“Okay, boyfriend. Either way, it wouldn’t be fair to take your dream away from you. However, if you want me to stick around, you’re going to do things a little differently.”
“Oh?” Max raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
“I want you to train properly. Hire a personal trainer or something.”
“Tammi, you know I don’t have the money for that.”
Tammi nodded her head. “I know.” Climbing onto the counter, she reached for the topmost shelf and pulled down a tin can. Max looked at her in astonishment, before getting off the counter and holding out his arms, so he could catch her when she came down. She smiled and jumped, landing safely in his arms.
When she was on the ground once again, she handed him the can. “Use it.” Max grabbed it slowly, before opening it to find it filled to the brim with twenty dollar bills.
“Tammi, I can’t use this! This is yours.” Tammi shook her head stubbornly.
“Now it’s yours.”
Chapter 6
It took a while for Max to accept Tammi’s help, but eventually he took the money, promising her that he would make her proud. They had parted from the kitchen with a kiss. Now Max was in the ring, training like he had never trained before.
With the money that his girlfriend had given him, he could hire one of the best trainers in Mayhem, to help him get into proper fighting form. Soon he was climbing the ranks with ease, showing his competitors that he was a force to be reckoned with.
He started putting on more and more muscle, something Tammi wasn’t complaining about, as it made a difference in the bedroom, allowing him to more easily pick her up and carry her around as he drove her crazy.
Things were going well for Max and each day he was becoming more confident in his skills. One day as he trained, sweat pouring down his face, he felt ready for something bigger. When he was done training he walked up to his trainer, a big smile on his face. “Can we talk?” he asked eagerly.
The older gentleman raised an eyebrow motioning for him to sit down. Max, however, stood standing, pacing around. “Can I go for the belt?” The trainer chuckled and shook his head. “What, why not?” Max whined.
“You’re not ready,” he said calmly, looking at the enthusiastic young man. He had been like Max once and appreciated his passion for the sport, but at the same time, he couldn’t let him make the same mistake he had.
“But we have been training for months!”
“Three.
“Okay… so it hasn’t been that long, but I’m ready! I swear!”
The older gentleman just shook his head. “No. Most people train for years before they go for the belt.” Max frowned and crossed his arms.
“I can’t wait that long.” The old man sighed, seeing Max’s face. He knew Max was a stubborn one and that he would never let this go. Getting up, he rubbed his neck.
“Okay.” Max looked surprised as his trainer finally consented. “I’ll get you a match.” Max’s face exploded with a smile as he suddenly lunged forward and hugged the man. “Enough,” he chided, making Max back up as he laughed nervously. “Be here at eight tomorrow.” Max nodded and walked away quickly, eager to tell Tammi the good news.
Soon he was barging into Tammi’s house. It was empty, however, and he frowned, figuring she was at work. He sighed and sat down, impatiently waiting for her. He paced around the house, waiting for the hours to crawl by. Finally, she started opening the door and he grabbed the knob, pulling it back quickly before hugging her tightly.
She screamed at the sudden surprise, dropping her bag. As she realized it was Max, she hit him, forcing her way into the house. “Why don’t you give me a heart attack next time?” Max followed her as she started to take off her coat. “What the hell has gotten into you?” she asked, her hand on her hip.
“I’m going to have a championship match! For the Light Heavyweight belt!” he blurted out excitedly. Tammi looked surprised but smiled as she hugged him in congratulation, forgetting the news she had to tel
l him. Forgetting, for the moment, about the little plus sign that had changed her whole world this morning.
“Good job, babe; I knew you could do it.” Max grinned, happily kissing her on the lips, hard.
“I couldn’t have done it without you. Thank you so much babe!” he exclaimed, the excitement bubbling all over his body. She chuckled as she sat down.
“So, when is it?”
“Well, I just got a text from my trainer saying it’s on the 21st.”
Tammi frowned. “As in next Saturday?” Max nodded. “Damn, I have work.” Max grimaced, looking at her.
“Can’t you get it off or something?”
Tammi shook her head, “I’m already covering for someone. I’m really sorry, Max.” His frown deepened at the thought of his girlfriend missing his big moment. Tammi looked down, sorry she disappointed him.