logan paul x floyd mayweather

climax

this is it.
today is the day i get to see daddy floyd
this morning i was ecstatic i woke up with a boner just thinking about being able to get close and touch his dark juicy creamy silky body.
i cant help myself but now edit photos of us kissing whenever i get nervous for the fight. it calms my nerves and gets me excited to see him
but still
i have to win this
i don't wanna embarrass myself infront of him. i need him to think of me with some sort of dominance. but i wouldn't mind him dominating me
NO what am i thinking?! i cant be thinking about him butt fucking me. i need to focus on not making a complete and utter fool of myself tonight.
i decide to go punch the punching bag for a bit get my mind out of the gutter and into the zone. think about hitting him and knocking him down. yeah knocking him down
down on the bed and flipping him over and put my creamy ding in him
NO FUCK i cant i cant think like that!
i continue to punch the bag and visualize how i'm gonna win this match against him and then take him home
the time flys and there's only 2 hours left til the fight. i'm nervous. more nervous to see him instead of fighting him. just everytime i think about him i wanna smack his fat juicy ass.
i start getting ready for the fight i put my shorts on and i wrap my hands and then put my drape and gloves on.
it's time.
i walk out of my room to see a crowd of cheering fans 100s of faces but the only one i care about is his.
i get up in the rink and i see him. the dark handsome man i'm in love with.
floyd mayweather.

the ref goes over rules to us but neither of us were listening we were both ready to get the fight on. especially me. all i wanted to do was get my hands all over him.
we get ready and put our fist up and then
the whistle blows
"lets dance cracker" floyd says
lets dance.