I love to watch UFC Fight Night on Spike TV. All those sweaty masculine bodies rolling around beating the crap out of each other…. So yummy. What a heady mix of testosterone, adrenalin and pain.
Most of my female friends think it’s strange or look bored when I talk about fights, so I pretty much stick to watching with my male buddies. I think its funny though when they ask who I think will win, or who I want to win. I have my favorites, but I don’t always want them to win.
Much better to sit with a dreamy smile while I watch my favorite beaten down into a submission hold. Ah well, good fantasy fodder. If I was in charge of the show I’d do away with clothes and the winner would get to fuck the loser. Now that would be good entertainment.
Anyone else see the eroticism in pro fights?
Most of my female friends think it’s strange or look bored when I talk about fights, so I pretty much stick to watching with my male buddies. I think its funny though when they ask who I think will win, or who I want to win. I have my favorites, but I don’t always want them to win.

Much better to sit with a dreamy smile while I watch my favorite beaten down into a submission hold. Ah well, good fantasy fodder. If I was in charge of the show I’d do away with clothes and the winner would get to fuck the loser. Now that would be good entertainment.
Anyone else see the eroticism in pro fights?