Boxing takes intense discipline and concentration. Any hesitation, any small slip up and the athlete could receive a slam punch to the face which would end his career. A beautiful woman could be the distraction which makes his career short-lived. Or she could be the power that drives him to unprecedented heights of success.

“Hi. Kirsty Morris here from Exel sports. Today we’re here at the gym standing among some fine specimens of amateur boxing.”

“I’m going to grab a chat with one of them and get to see how they prepare for a fight.”

“I’m going to find out about their fitness regime; what they do to prepare for a fight, how they feel the moment they enter the ring… “

“… how they feel when they come face to face with their opponent, what it feels like to be on the receiving end of a strong punch, and how they unwind afterwards.

“So let’s see if we can speak to one of these dedicated young men.”

“Hi, Can you spare a few moments to talk to us?”

“Yeah sure,” he says, excited at the chance to step into the spotlight, “fire away.”

“Hi, I’m Kirsty Morris from Exel Sports, “what’s your name?”

“I’m Adem, good to meet you,” he says respectfully.

“So Adem, I just saw you doing some warming-up and some skipping… are you preparing for a fight?”

“Yeah,” he delights in telling her, really showing off his shadow boxing technique.

“I’ll be entering the ring in a week from now.”

“Can you describe what you’re doing in the way of training at the moment.”

“Nothing too hectic, shadow boxing, some sharp training … “

“… keeping it light and fast.”

“With a week to go does your training intensify? Do you have to stick to a strict diet?”

“Yeah. It’s all about eating well. No alcohol, fizzy drinks. But lots of Veg, Chicken, Fish – all good home cooked food. I’ve just to make sure I weigh in at 170.”

“And what about the physical training?” she prompts. “I stay strict,” he says becoming more serious for a moment.

“I’m running twice a day and training in the gym each and everyday. Keeping it up until I’m in prime condition on the day of the fight.”

“Sounds tough.”

“I won’t lie, it is - but I’m used to it. Been doing it a long time … Of course,” he says, slightly embarrassed, “I’m not allowed any dates; any fooling around.”

“You mean sex?”

“Yes, I’m not allowed to – you know, shoot my load... - until after the fight.” “That does sound tough!”

“But if it helps me perform well in the fight it’s a sacrifice I’m more than ready to make.”

“So, have you ever trained naked?”

Adem is a bit taken aback by her question.

“Well, have you?” she presses. “No, can’t say I have to be honest.”

“Historically athletes have often trained naked – look at ancient Greece to see where it all started.

In fact some of the top sportsmen I’ve interviewed, David Beckham, Stevie G, Johnny Wilkinson – to name but a few - have all admitted to me that they’ve taken to training naked to give them the edge.” He’s visibly impressed by the list of names she’s reeling off.

“Would you be prepared to train naked?”

He thinks about it, weighing up the pros and cons.

“Yeah, Why not. I’ll do anything within the laws of the sport if there’s a chance it’ll improve my game.”

“Would you be interested in trying it now?”

“I’m around my boys, I’m comfortable with that…”

“I suppose they’ve all seen it all anyway in the showers.”

“I suppose.”

“Well, you take off those things and I’ll wrap up this segment.”

“So there you have it. Over the coming days we’ll be shadowing Adem as he prepares for his fight.”

“We’ll be watching him as he trains; as he enters the ring; throughout the fight and all that happens after it. It’s fair to say we’ll be with him every inch of the way.”

The gym is filled with boxers in training who are all seeking to be the best. They’ll do anything to get an edge on their competition. So when Kirsty suggests he try training in the buff Adem is ready to comply. This hard man is prepared to face a tough-as-hell opponent in the ring. So getting naked before this confident female reporter and a gym full of his buddies doesn’t scare him if it means he stands a better chance at winning.

“It’s a very busy gym here. Lots of young guys doing their training.”

“All doing various things which we’ll be taking a more in depth look at later…”

“With the help of Adem here I’m going to find out about the psychology of boxing; what’s required both mentally and physically.

“What do you move onto next with your training regime?”

“Next I put on my wraps.”

“They’re essential for any boxer.”

“We’ll follow you over…”

“What are these for?”

“These are to protect my hands, my wrists…”

“… to make sure that I don’t get no injuries when I punch the bag.”

“It’s especially important when I’m sparring and hitting someone’s head – it’s like hitting a brick wall!”

“Absolutely, you don’t want any damage to your “fighting devices.”

“No way, no way, Once I got these on I then put on the gloves…”

“…go to the bags, and do my thing.”

“What does that involve?”

“Small combinations, nothing too major.”

“Just warm up a bit and do what I have to do.”

“We saw you shadow boxing earlier, what’s the purpose of that?”

“It warms you up, mobilises your joints, gets some movement into your shoulder and arms…”

“…warms your blood and gets you ready for training.”

“So combined with the skipping – it forms a key part of your warm up before you get onto the serious physical training.”

“Yeah, that's about it. I’m going to do a bit more skipping and then I’ll put my gloves on and go on the bags.”

“Well, I’ll steer clear of you and your skipping rope for a moment. I don’t want your rope coming too close to me...”

“… the speed that was going around a moment ago.”

“So we’ve got Adem here and he’s doing some skipping and he’s then going to run us through some more of his training routine.”

“He’s very good.”

“Very athletic.”

“Boxers such as Adem have to remain in tip top condition to be at their fighting best…”

“…and what with the training and the dieting I imagine the training can be quite gruelling.”

“Well, I’ve warmed up a bit now …”

“…. now it’s time to get my gloves on and go over the bag.”

“Well we look forward to seeing you tackle the bag… right after these messages.”

Kirsty continues with her documentary getting a close look at what makes a boxer tick and how his training is effected when he works out completely naked like a Greek athlete. To the reporters delight, the longer he practices his punches naked the more natural he looks. It’s as if this is the way all boxers should train and compete!

“Adem is warmed up now and ready to move on with the training session.”

“Like you say, I’ve warmed up now and I’m putting on my gloves.”

“Gonna go over to the bag, throw some punches.”

“Get some speed work in, get some power.”

“How are you feeling about your naked training so far?”

“To be honest it hasn’t even phased me at all.”

“I haven’t even been thinking about it.”

“I’m so focused on the boxing…”

“… no problems with it all.”

“So not thinking about the nudity at all; see, I said it worked. Do you feel free?”

“Very.”

“Well, off you go then.”

Adem smiles at the camera eager to show this young reporter exactly what he’s made of.

He steps up the bag and begins trading blows, ducking and weaving.

“With regards to your training then, these muscles here…”

“The biceps,” he answers.

“…they take a lot of the strain.”

“Ooh, they’re very strong.”

“Which muscles / areas of your body have to be the strongest?”

“My arms and shoulders. My shoulders have to be really fit and strong as my arms have to be constantly up. ”

She reaches across to feel the muscles for herself. “I’m constantly throwing shots, about 50 a round,” he proudly boasts.

“That’s very quick.”

He puffs up with pride at her comment, “yeah, I can go faster…”

“…. if you want me to.”

“You carry on with your training we don’t want to interrupt you or disturb you too much.”

“He’s getting into the right frame of mind now, looking very intense.”

“Some very hard hitting going on there.”

“Can you explain what parts of the body you are aiming for …”

“…when you’re actually in the ring up against an opponent.”

“Basically to the head…”

“ … I need to score points.”

“My fist here," he demonstrates, "my knuckles have to land comfortably on his face with reasonable power and speed.”

“If I do this…. I’m not going to score.”

“But if I do that … then I’ll score.”

“So why do you hit the body?”

“I work the body, but you don’t get no points for the body…”

“… but what it does is wears him down, makes him tired, makes him let his guard down.”

“It’s like chopping a tree.”

“You chop a tree down from the bottom…”

“… it falls over.”

“If I chop a tree at the top only the top comes off and it can still grow back again.”

“So you’re effectively wearing him down with different combinations… disorientating him.”

“That’s it, mixing it up; fast jabs, sneaky rights, left hooks…”

“So you need to make good eye contact with your opponent, trying to double guess what his next move is going to be.”

“Yeah, It’s like a chess game, you have to think two steps forward…”

“When I throw a punch I know what I’m going to do in two punches time. Basically I want to stay in control all the time.”

“So you have your game plan mapped out in your mind.” “Uh huh.”

“Lots of mental and physical strength required.”

“Let’s just watch him working the bag for a moment.”

“Plenty of power in that punch there.”

“I’m hopefully going to be learning a lot more from this young man about the art of boxing and the skills needed.”

“How’s being naked affecting your training.”

“I didn’t even realise I was naked, I’m so focused on my boxing.”

“But it’s alright, I’m really enjoying it.”

“I’m going to start doing it more often.”

“How do you think your training naked will go down with the rest of the boys who use the gym?”

Adem thinks for a moment before answering.

“They’ll be jealous!”

“So there you have it, a boxer at the height of fitness brimming with confidence.”

“With only days until the fight will his confidence prove justified and will training naked have made all the difference to his preparation?”

It’s a normal day in this prestigious boxing gym. In the main hall young men are preparing for upcoming fights and training hard. Sweat and testosterone hangs heavy in the air and the sound of glove on bag and the squeak of shoe on floor are punctuated by the sound of a woman talking. A woman asking questions. A woman asking questions to a man she’s convinced to train naked. It’s a fairly normal day in this prestigious boxing gym.

Kirsty Morris is watching with great interest as Adem pounds the heavy bag at the back of the gym.

He’s fast proving to be a real find. Easy on the eye and informative about boxing. She prepares her next question in her mind.

“With regards to your diet – I know you can get those protein drinks and egg yolks and the like …”

“That’s all no good. I like to eat natural. I’d rather eat protein than drink it. If I can get it natural then that’s the way I go for it.”

Kirsty probes further, “So keeping it natural. So no egg yolks mixed with funny powder for you?”

“Nah, that’s just in the movies,” he laughs.

Adem gets his head down and demonstrates some of his bag work.

It seems so natural to Adem this new sensation of boxing naked and why wouldn’t it?

He ducks and dives giving Kirsty a unique view of his fighting credentials.

“I’ve been watching the way you hit the bag and you really do vary the style of punch that you throw. Are there names for the individual punches?”

“Yeah,” he replies, “do you want me to run you through them?” The experienced reporter nods.

“The most important punch is the jab…”

“…my left hand – this is the one that sets up different punches.”

“It’s scores points…”

“…and I can set up a big right hander with it.”

“It’s my bread and butter," he explains.

“Are you left or right handed?” she asks.

“I’m right handed – my major punch, my stronger arm.”

“Everything is light with my left…”

“… and big with my right.”

“This is a cross. A straight right.”

“This is called the orthodox position – the basic stance. And this is a jab.”

“That’s an uppercut…”

“…that goes up into the chest or into the chin.” “I imagine that would hurt quite a bit,” she asks.

“Yeah, it knocks a lot of people out.”

“I’ll show you an example of a quick combination. Here’s a jab, a right jab, followed by a …”

“… left hook.”

“Oops sorry,” he apologises as his punch swings the bag into Kirsty.

“No problem,” she says.

In fact Kirsty finds it quite amusing and knows that her viewers will enjoy it. A nice lighthearted moment for the documentary.

“The most important thing in boxing is the combinations. Varying your punches before your opponent can clock on and counter you.”

“I’ll give you a demonstration of a fast one,” he says, keen to show off his prowess with the gloves.

Adem starts hitting the bag like a man possessed. But always controlled and always aware of how he's punching.

I’ll stand back then,” she replies.

“Very impressive.”

“That’s five punches thrown hopefully within a split second. Hopefully he won’t know what hit him,” Adem speculates.

“From what you’ve shown me today I think you’re spot on.”

“You carry on …”

“…we’ll take a step back while you get on with some more training.”

“It’s a matter of mixing it up,” announces Adem between punches.

“… being relaxed and comfortable and keeping him guessing.”

“I’m certain Adem’s opponent won’t have a clue what will hit him.”

“Adem’s obviously got what it takes.”

“Next time we'll be upping the pace with the training as fight night approaches.”

Adem is now training naked under the watchful gaze of television reporter Kirsty. Around the gym several other young men are also training hard, will they too dispense with their clothes and work up a sweat as nature intended.

“I’ve finished my workout on the bag and now I’m going to the next bit of equipment I use in my sessions.”

“Which is?”

“Walk this way.”

“I’ll show you.”

As Kirsty follows Adem to the speedball, she looks over the other athletic young men in training.

She considers making the same suggestion to them as she did to Adem. Training naked would help them no end.

“Lots of young men training, hopefully we’ll be able to catch a word with one or two more of them before too long.”

“I wouldn’t stand there,” he advises.

She laughs, perhaps sensing the comic potential.

“So here’s Adem working the speedball.”

“Could you explain this bit of kit to us please Adem.”

Adem gives the ball a hefty wallop.

“The speed ball is attached to the ceiling and floor,” he explains.

"Oh yes, I see."

“It helps me with my speed and moving my head.”

“Watch this.”

“If I throw out a jab…”

“… It’s gonna come back at me.”

“imitating an opponent throwing a punch or countering you,” she suggests.

“As you can see Adem uses this ball, the speedball to mimic an opponent.”

“Oh goodness me, so you have to dodge the ball or run the risk of being knocked out.”

“Like tackling an opponent without even having one.”

“It’s all about speed, hand eye co-ordination It’s hard but with practice you kind of get used to it,” he explains.

“Have you ever been defeated by the ball?”

Adem thinks about her question then steps back for a moment.

“Never. I'm too quick.” “What about in the ring?” she asks.

“I’ve lost three fights,” he concedes.

“In how many matches?” she presses. “...er 29,” he admits.

“That’s pretty good.” ”I guess,” he says proudly.

“Let’s just watch Adem for a moment bobbing, weaving and avoiding the speedball.”

“If I did that I’d more than likely end up with two black eyes.”

“Before you go into a fight do you know who your opponent is?”

“In amateurs we don’t really know much about him, unless you’ve boxed before.”

“To be honest you just find out what club he’s from, get in the ring and do your business.”

“In the professional game you’d find out more about your opponent, study his tapes.”

“But at this level it’s about just getting in the ring and doing your job.”

“Just get on with it yeah?”

“Unless my mate has seen him fight before in which case …”

“… I might have a bit more background on how he fights.”

“And then I might just get to beat him a little bit faster!”

It's fight night and the atmosphere in the grand hall is electric. Backstage the fighters are psyching themselves up for their brief time in the spotlight. Adem's been training naked all week and now it's crunch time for the young boxer, time to put all that hard effort to use. Kirsty's got herself a seat and is settling down to see how Adem transfers what he did in training to the fight itself.

The expectant crowd turn to see the fighters enter the hall.

In marches Adem to the strains of his signature tune. This might be amateur boxing but there's still time for some razzamataz.

Entirely focused he enters the ring; the culmination of all of his weeks of training about to come to fruition.

The referee checks with the timekeeper... and the fight can begin.

Early sparring shows two fighters both at the top of the game with little to choose between them.

Adem is racking up the points. His left jab proving important.

His work on the speedball seems to have done the trick as he effortlessly avoids his opponent's right fist.

Then like a cobra he strikes without warning.

The judges watch on intently recording the points on their scorecards.

Adem unleashes a massive left almost knocking his opponent off his feet.

The female judge watches closely to see if he'll recover from that punch.

Adem presses his advantage. His naked training perhaps giving him the edge.

The fight over and victory confirmed.

Commiseration for his opponent then it's off to warm down.

Tired but exhilarated Adem returns to his dressing room.

He blows out hard, relieved the fight is over and pleased with his performance.

He goes through his warm-down routine.

He stretches himself tall examining his body in the mirror for any sign of bruising.

Kirsty arrives all smiles.

"Hi! Congratulations!" she greets him.

"You were awesome," she tells him. Bashfully he smiles, "thanks."

"You looked immense out there, I was so impressed."

"So have you come through unscathed? Any aches and pains?

"My left hand took a bit of a pounding, I caught him several times with it and to be truthful it was like hitting concrete."

She traces her fingers along his knuckles.

"... and I caught a hard blow to my ribs early in the second."

With a gentle touch she runs her fingers down his lean stomach.

"A little lower," he tells her.

"Anywhere else I should check out?" She asks flirtily.

She feels his strong arms, Adem's confidence still riding high. "How about we see what a boxer wears under his shorts now?" she asks.

He slides down his shorts to reveal the grey ab guard.

"Now how about seeing what's under those?"

He fully removes the protector giving Kirsty a ring-side view.

"Actually," he says, "surprisingly, my legs are feeling it the most after that particular bout."

Without hesitation she places her hand high on his naked thigh.

She runs her hands up and down his legs marvelling at the sheer power and stamina contained within them.

Her hand lingers a while on the area just below his buttocks.

"Back to boxing matters," she says, "what's the next part of your post-fight routine? Is a rub down still part of proceedings ?"

"Mm hmm," he confirms, unable to draw his eyes away from Kirsty's persistant gaze.

She grabs the towel and despite the power and strength he showed in the ring he now feels powerless to prevent Kirsty doing whatsoever she wants with him.

Again she finds herself drawn by the majesty of his firm muscular bum.

She feels a desire rising within her to take this man and put him through an entirely different physical test.

She spins him round...

...coming face to face with his cock.

It was one thing having him train naked and seeing his cock bounce up and down in the gym but another entirely to see it here in this heady post-fight atmosphere.

"How was that?" She asks with a huge smile on her face.

"Lovely, I guess," he replies.

"So what now?" "Now? Oh, now I hit the showers.."

"Does that help relieve the aches and pains?"

"You're welcome to come and find out," he offers, not realising she will take him up on it.

"You said in training that you have to abstain from certain 'acts' prior to a fight." "Yeah," he replies, increasing excited.

"You run along and have your shower and we'll continue this conversation later," she teases.

"There you have it. An example of the sort of commitment, drive and sacrifice needed to become a success in the world of amateur boxing. When we catch up with Adem we'll see how he uncorks that self-controlled sexual frustration. Perhaps I could even lend a hand."

"Hi Adem, thought we'd come and check just what you boys get up to in the shower."

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"Well, you've got all that pent up sexual energy sitting in you, and there is something unmistakably sexy about men soaping themselves up in the shower wouldn't you agree."

The young boxers look at Kirsty intrigued by her inference.

"I don't just come back here straight after a fight and have an wank to relieve the pressure, you know," protests Adem.

"Well perhaps I can do something to change all that," says Kirsty.

In the boxing ring these hardened athletes are fully in command of their minds and bodies as they fight. Here in the shower room they are relaxed and completely in the hands of this female reporter who suddenly uses a much more hands on approach for interviewing these real boxers. Conscious that they are being filmed for the program they stand naked and helpless as she blatantly compares and contrasts their bodies, feeling them up and getting a close look.

“So Adem, how are you feeling now?”

“Pretty relaxed, having a hot shower.”

“My muscles are relaxing now. So yeah, feeling good.”

“Loosening up those muscles … for tonight?”

He looks down at his cock and balls and pictures what he’ll be doing with them a few short hours from now.

“Yeah, I’m planning another little match in my bedroom tonight.”

“It’ll be a feisty little bout but I’m sure I’ll be the victor and come out on top.”

Adem feels a little embarrassed by his frankness in front of this reporter. He’s normally a lot more guarded about what he reveals.

“So you’re all testosteroned up?”

“Yeah, ready and loaded - just need to release the trigger now!”

“After the battle I’ll be having tonight I’m going to have to go through this warm down all over again!”

“Looking forward to it then?”

“Oh yes.”

He ducks his head, embarrassed again.

“Hmm, good, good, good,” she replies.

She places the mic on the counter and watches the men soaping themselves up and rubbing themselves down.

Without a word Kirsty moves towards Adem and takes hold of his body.

“Fuckin’ hell,” mutters Joe.

“Jeez,” says Ricky.

Ricky looks on spellbound as Adem stands frozen to the spot while Kirsty runs her manicured hands along his thighs.

Ricky looks on longingly as Adem is toyed with by Kirsty.

As the room steams up Kirsty turns her attention to Ricky.

He tries to remain detached – cool, but something about Kirsty lets him know that she’s completely in charge of the situation.

She drops to her knees dragging her hand across his chest. Looking on Joe laughs nervously.

Effortlessly she turns the boxer around and reaches straight for his muscular little arse.

She reaches between his legs and runs her fingers along his crack.

She takes the time to savour the view and revel in the control she’s assumed over these young men.

Again she spins the boxer around …

… and drops to her haunches for a closer inspection of his penis.

She takes his balls in the palm of her hand feeling their weight.

She confidently handles the tender genitals of this ferociously trained boxer leaving him speechless and hoping that she will do more.

Kirsty is well aware that as a documentary reporter conducting an on-camera interview, people will readily follow her lead – especially sportsmen. They don’t want to appear stupid. So she takes full advantage of the situation inspecting these boxers as closely as she wants. The startled lean and muscular men can only gape and wonder as she takes command of their naked bodies.

Joe’s cock bounces to attention with just the slightest touch from Kirsty. While he’s used to being naked around the guys at the gym this is something new and exciting.

Everyone stares at his burgeoning erection. Joe is tinged with shame at his lack of self control.

“What have we here?” she jokes.

“Shall I have a closer look?”

Joe scratches his head dumbstruck. He’s never had a woman take control of him this way before.

She spreads her hands over his young lean body, sighing as she does so.

“Let’s turn you around then and inspect the rest of you,” she commands.

Joe has never had a woman show any interest in his behind before and watches on perplexed.

Kirsty looks at his tight young cheeks. Wondering whether she should squeeze them or bite them.

Behind her Adem lets out a laugh. “Not jealous are you Adem?” she responds.

Adem looks back at her embarrassed as she’s probably right. He feels his cheeks begin to blush.

Kirsty’s done with this young pup and begins to rise.

“Maybe later…” she says leaving him hanging.

She moves back to Ricky leaving Joe frustrated and holding his own cock!

She stares intently into Ricky’s eyes well aware that Adem is desperate for her to come back and take control of him. He can wait.

She spins Ricky around and shoves him against the wall, grabbing his arse firmly.

She has all three men under control and can do anything she wants with them. She scrapes her manicured nails across his muscular backside.

Ricky has come up against a variety of opponents in the ring who have been hard to read and difficult to handle. But he may just have met his match.

Joe is becoming increasingly turned on seeing his training buddy being stroked and teased by the reporter.

“These feel full,” she comment, “been abstaining long?”

“I bet these are going to produce something spectacular very soon…” she says gently toying with his balls.

“Oh yes…”

She leans in closer. Contemplating.

“I wouldn’t - you don’t know where he’s been,” says Adem.

“I bet you would,” she replies, “you cheeky sod.”

Leaving Ricky in a state of sexual limbo she turns her attention back to Adem.

“Ow!” says Adem, as she smacks the tip of his cock.

“Adem, as long as you remember who’s running this show then we’ll all be happy.”

She drops down and stares at his cock, catching him smirking at her.

She stands and powerfully pushes him up against the wall.

She stares at his ass.

And gives it a playful slap.

Before reaching between his legs and cupping his full testicles. “I think we’d better do something about these before they go off.”

She reaches over and picks up her mic… this is a documentary after all ...

and gestures for Adem to go with her.

Filled with trepidation he follows.

She leads him confidently out of the shower room with Adem having no clue where he's being taken while still fully naked.

He laughs nervously, his wet naked skin still drying in the cool air.

His cock is tingling in excitement having been warmed up by this female reporter.

She glances back at his fully naked body as she makes him follow her out.

Adem is filled with tension as the bold female reporter leads him into the room. The teasing in the shower has really turned him on and he’s hoping to have the pleasure to relieve himself after all the hard work he’s done. But he has no idea what this woman has planned for him in his naked vulnerable state.

Kirsty pushes him down assertively.

He completely submits to her control.

Without saying a word she makes her intentions crystal clear.

He feels himself stiffen under her exquisite touch.

Adem can’t believe the turn this simple documentary has taken.

How this hot reporter has literally taken him in hand. His cock instantly starts to harden given the energy circulating through his body from the match he just recently fought.

“After all those weeks how does this feel?”

“You have no idea,” he replies.

“I have a fair idea,” she laughs.

“I think it’s time you took over,” she tells him, “I wanna see you wank.”

"Your turn," she urges.

Her hands wrap around his full and heavy balls.

She smiles at the first glimpse of his precum.

Adem wants to do her proud and pumps his cock for all he’s worth.

“Fuck…” says Adem, as the urge to ejaculate comes upon him.

“… ’ing hell!”

His body tenses and shudders as the moment arrives.

After the most spellbinding orgasm of his life Adem is rendered speechless.

“Wow,” he finally utters.

Ricky has finished in the shower and makes his way back to his clothes only to find…

…Adem and Kirsty grinning at him like a pair of Cheshire cats.

“Want some?” her eyes seem to say.

Kirsty quickly commands Ricky to get in so she can examine him more closely as well. It was agreed beforehand that she would have full access to every part of the boxer’s lives and she is now taking advantage of this. The boxers have been weakened by their fight and are desperate for any physical relief.

Kirsty steps away from Adem and guides Ricky to the seat beside her.

Still in shock at what he’s just seen he nervously sits down.

“Let’s release some of that tension,” she says.

She delights in being able to handle this big strong naked boxer.

Masterfully she strokes his penis while Adem looks on excitedly.

She stares intensely into his eyes knowing she owns this big athletic stud at this moment and can do whatever she wants with him.

He feels himself entirely in her hands, feeling vulnerable as she is the one who is clothed and in command of his cock.

“I take it you abstained from wanking for maximum efficiency when training?” she probes.

“Yes,” he mumbles shyly.

She can see him trembling with excitement now, desperately needing to get off.

“Stroke it while I feel how full your balls have become,” she tells him.

She squeezes and weighs his plump testicles in her hand.

He strokes his hard cock with an aching need to get off.

She wraps her hand around his balls, the most sensitive part of his body.

Kirsty looks up at the camera, making sure every moment is captured for prosterity.

Adem is transfixed seeing his training buddy furiously pumping his cock for Kirsty.

They guys laugh, unable to believe they are doing this in front of each other.

Kirsty’s fingers delve under him, making the man worry about where it's going to slide to.

Kirsty begins stroking his cock again just as Joe walks in.

Adem kills himself laughing at the shocked expression on Joe’s face as he walks in on them.

Joe blushes seeing Kirsty sliding her hand up and down Ricky’s cock.

The other boxers whoop as Kirsty brings him to the brink and then lets him go again.

She's getting off on making this big tough boker stroke his cock just for her.

He's a champion admired by hundreds of screaming fans when he's in the ring, but now he's her personal wanker.

Adem slips on his shorts not diverting his eyes from the action for even a split second.

"Your balls are so full," she whispers. "But you can't cum until I say you can."

Ricky’s stroking intensifies as he becomes increasingly desperate to unload his balls.

He moans and shudders with an intense need to ejaculate. His buddies laugh knowing how badly he wants to, but he can't until Kirsty allows him.

Every muscle in his body is working in unison to give himself sexual relief.

But this finely trained athlete is completely under her control. "Cum now," she demands.

Instantly he shoots his semen before her eyes.

He shoots a thick white stream.

Then he collapses back spent and completely drained with Kirsty and his friends' laughter ringing in his ears.

The naked young boxers are spent after their fights and utterly vulnerable to anything this foxy female reporter wants to do to them. She’s overcome by the show of raw energy and tough muscle on show. It’s so easy to take advantage of these tough dim-witted athletes when their cocks are desperate for the slightest bit of attention.

Joe’s amused and embarrassed at seeing his friends made to cum by the hot reporter.

He avoids contact with her hoping that some attention will be paid to his throbbing penis too, but not daring to ask the confident woman whether he’s allowed to toss himself off as well.

She inserts herself in between Ricky and Joe squeezing up against the young boxer and placing her hand on his thigh.

Without a word, she grasps his firm young penis. He’s never experienced a woman this dominant and take-charge before.

An electric sexual charge shoots through his body and his cock involuntarily stiffens more.

The usually chatty young man falls silent as Kirsty assuredly handles his penis.

She grins excitedly seeing the bright pink head emerge from the fleshy foreskin.

“How’s that feel Joseph?”

"Erm... good," he manages to say despite being overcome with emotion and excitement. The muscle of his cock pulses excitedly.

His heart is beating wildly in his chest.

He's totally naked having his cock handled by this beautiful experienced woman while his buddies are watching.

Joe’s head spins as she pumps his cock.

Joe looks over at his mate in disbelief.

The adrenaline rush from his fight is nothing compared to this.

“Remember … you’re on camera!”

In all the excitement Joe had completely forgotten that this is all being filmed for a documentary. His cheeks redden at the thought of someone he knows seeing this.