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Today was the day. It was the day of the big match. I woke up in a sweat with butterflies in my stomach. I'm not usually someone who gets nervous, my coach has a lot of confidence in me because I was so consistent. I always kept calm and preformed to the best of my abilities.  However, today was different, we had a crucial wrestling match against our rival high school. The school who wins this match would go to nationals, and as a senior, this was my last opportunity to go. The top five wrestlers from each high school would compete in 1 vs 1 matches, the first school to win 3 matches would win the competition. I was against my rival, Jake. Actually, I think saying we were rivals was a bit of an understatement. "Sworn enemies" would have been a better term to use. Jake was a brown terrier and your typical overly confident egocentric jerk. Just thinking about his stupid cocky smile made me want to punch him in the face. We had wrestled against each other every year as we became the best wrestlers in our respective schools. Whenever we wrestled each match ended as a tie. Today was the last chance I had to prove that I was better than him. To make the stakes higher, we were the first match of the day. The most important match. Winning the first match would be a huge morale boost for our team and would probably carry us to victory. I took a cold shower, washed my bright yellow fur and tried to calm myself down before the most important game in my career. I got dressed, ate breakfast and did 20 pushups. I felt great. I had been training all year for this, and I was really confidant that I could win this time. ---Hours seemed to pass in a blur because before i knew it,  was staring face to face with my brown furred rival. with hundreds of eyes on me. The instant the whistle blew, Jake hurled himself at me.. I was completely caught off guard as he shoved me forward and straddled me. Jake grabbed my wrist with one of his hands and used his other to push my head into the mat. I felt embarrassed to be pinned this quickly. I started to writhe like a fish out of water, trying to regain my composure. Jake must have trained much harder than me this year, because he had no trouble manhandling me. The only thing my squirming accomplished was grinding my ass against his crotch. I felt him starting to get hard and grew even more embarrassed.Jake leaned down and breath into my ear "Mmmh, gonna make you my bitch". My confidence evaporated, His words sent shivers down my spine. I felt the color in my cheeks rising. I don't know if the humiliation brought out new strength, or if Jake just wanted to toy with me some more, but I was able to throw him off me and finally recover. It was then that I noticed the bulging length in my rod in my shorts. Why the hell was I hard?Jake must have noticed too because he wore a shit eating grin which completely crushed my confidence. I didn't even want to fight anymore. My mind started to wander. How could i get out of this fight? Could i get someone to pull the fire alarm?  I wonder what Jake looks like naked? I wonder how big his cock was? FUCK. What the fuck was wrong with me??While I was battling my thoughts, Jake was already in the air, milliseconds away from tackling me again. I don't remember exactly what happened here. I only remember the look in his eyes. His eyes burned with a feral intensity made made me realize I had already lost. He wanted to dominate me so badly, and for some reason, I was content with just letting it happen. I silently cursed myself as he overpowered me and slammed me face first into the mat again.  I

cursed myself again. I was humiliated and let myself and my team down.

Could this fight have gone any worse? I was wallowing in self pity with

my face in the mat, I didn't even notice Jake pull my trunks down. I

heard a "ptui" as Jake spit on my ass and I realized what was happening.

He was going to fuck me. I tried to crawl away but he forced me to the

ground with extraordinary force."You're not going anywhere", he whispered, making my ear flicker. Why

wasn't anyone putting a stop to this? Where was the referee? The

teachers? I guess everyone was just too busy watching the spectacle he

was making of me. I tried to look around but I was interrupted by Jake's

hand on my jaw, forcing me to look at him.. He was smiling with his

tongue out, more happy than I had ever seen him. I realize he was trying

to get me to watch him enter me. I should have closed my eyes, but

it was already too late.He

rammed himself inside me in one firm thrust. His sack slapped against

my ass and made a loud clap even the audience could hear. The powerfuck I

endured was brutal. He didn't care about my pleasure, he didn't even

care about his pleasure. He just wanted to make me squeal, he wanted to

make me cry, he wanted to break me and send a message to everyone

watching. I  bit my tongue and tried to stay as stoic as possible. I

didn't want him to make me scream, cry or moan, it was the last bit of pride that I could hold on to.At

this point, I was completely deflated. I just closed my eyes and waited

for him to finish. I would have thought it was all a dream if the pain

wasn't so real. Jake realized that I had no fight left in me, so he

adjusted his position. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested

his chin on my shoulder. Jake's thrusts became slower and stronger. I

felt the base of his knot hitting my slamming against my hole."let... me...

all... the.. way... in.." he growled between thrusts. He wanted to knot

me? There was no way that was going to happen. He was way too big, and I

never heard of a male being knotted before. I didn't even think it was

possible. However,

minutes passed and he wasn't giving up. Each thrust was more powerful

than the last. I remembered that look in his eyes, the intense

determination. I really underestimated him. He probably had this all

planned. He probably trained all year for this moment. He probably paid

off the referee so that no one would interrupt us. He really really wanted me, more than I could understand... and I kind of wanted him.Jake

must have sensed that fleeting moment of weakness because he looped his

arms around my armpits, arched his back and drove his hips home harder

than ever before. I scream as he stretches me wider than I thought

possible. I hear him whisper "you're mine" as he pops his knot inside

me. I felt like I was struck with electricity. My vision blurred and my

eyes swelled with tears. My legs completely gave out from under me as a

result of the emotions, pain and pleasure i was experiencing. I orgasm

uncontrollably, spilling my seed all over the mat.When

Jake knotted me his attitude completely changed. He kissed me, trying

to calm me down as I was hyperventilating underneath him like a bitch in

heat. I felt his balls throb against my ass as he slowly began to fill

me up with his seed. He grinded his hips, kneading me into the

wrestling mat while nuzzling against my neck and nipping at my ear. He

was treating me like we were lovers, not enemies. I guess it made sense,

I was no longer a threat. He had completely conquered me.I

don't remember how long he knot fucked me for, but it was long enough

for my ex-rival to completely fill me with his seed because it began to

spill out of my ass on to the wrestling mat. Jake pulled me in for an

aggressive but loving kiss, but this was just a distraction for him to

pull his knot out of me. He lightly bit my tongue, preventing me from

screaming and further humiliating myself. By that time I am a limp mess

in his arms. He sets me down and gives me a light slap on the ass. He

took a moment to examine his handiwork, and walked off the stage to be

greeted with cheers from his team. It

takes me a moment to regain motor function. I slowly bring myself to my

feet and glance at the crowd. Some people had their phones out,

probably recording the whole thing. Great. I walk quickly to the locker

room, still leaking with cum and trying to avoid eye contact with

anyone. I

took a shower trying to wash myself of [name's] cum and process the

situation. I felt shame for letting my coach and team down. I felt shame

that even though i trained so hard, I was still dominated so easily, I

felt shame for being publicly fucked in the ass by a guy who I hate... but

most of all, I felt shame that I enjoyed it.I

was met with one of my teammates in the locker room about 30 minutes

later. He had two messages. One was that our highschool lost 3-0. No

surprise there. The other was a small slip of paper. I opened it. It was Jake's

phone number. I walked to the garbage bin and acted like I was throwing it away, but quickly pocketed it. I really hope no one noticed.