I actually told this to another member. So many and the boy I was fighting were and are still friends. I was watching him play some video game and I was kinda lounged on the floor just chilling and being annoying. So, look. Here's the thing about me, if I'm in a group and a game is going on, I'm going to start trash talking or teasing someone. And that's exactly what I did.
Again, the guy is still my friend today, and he's super cute. Build similar to mine, he's got less muscle, but he's trim, tanned and a total beach babe. Fluffy cute hair, the works. He's contrasted to me because I'm more fit with long hair, I'm a bit taller, and I had on some eyeliner against my porcelain skin. He was in his shorts, and he was shirtless, bare feet. I had my short shorts on with a crop top showing off my tiny waist with my hair up in some leopard barrettes.
I was on my phone texting people and teasing him while he was all in on the game. I was chirping at him being really annoying. I threw my plushie at him that I still have on my desk to this day. Still has that wonderful rose smell. I'd also kinda nudge his side with my bare foot to make him mess up.
Okay, that's the background, but when he'd make a mistake, I was like "oooooo get rekt!" and you suck and all that, right? Well, much like the other guy I told you guys about, he finally had enough and slapped me. It stunned me a bit and he was like, "you done, bitch?!" So, we started wrestling on the floor slapping each other in the face. He was tugging and ripping at my top. He started pulling on my necklaces and trying to choke me a bit with them.
He punched me on my stomach and got on top of me. I was laughing at him trying so hard. So, I was looking up at him just smiling and telling him to try harder. That made him so mad. I lightly slapped his face while he was on top of me. Riling him up. He dug his nails into my chest and ripped and slapped my face and got down in my face and started pulling my hair. I started pulling his because it started hurting!
So, we rolled around on top of each other in the floor for awhile. He got on top of me and then brought his head down to me and bit me! I moaned and just kind of laid there and squirmed and rubbed his back. He'd moan like he was eating something really good. I knocked him off of me we started scratching each other and pulling each other's hair. My hair is way easier to pull because it's much longer than his.
I picked him up and slammed him on the bed and he grabbed my balls and squeeeezeeed. It hurt so bad. Then, I grabbed his ankles and spread his legs apart while he was flailing and I put my knee on his cock and balls and pressed down slowly, and his legs curled. He punched me and busted my lip open. So, I started dripping on him. He clawed my face up with his nails and my eyes started tearing up from all of the sensory zaps. He pulled some of my hair out, which really pissed me off.
I dug my nails into his chest and raked them all the way down to his legs and he moaned so hard and started crying. We wrestled back on the floor and he was on top and I was on my back, and I felt something hitting my skin and he was dripping on me from a busted lip as well. He was wiped out, so I went for the finish with my thighs, like I normally try to do and got him!
I caught him hard and locked him up and squeeeeezed. I pulled his hair while he was locked between my thighs and some of his blood was running down my legs. He tapped out. I squeezed him a bit more until he stopped moving and I rolled my thighs to the side and let him go.
We were both covvvvered in marks. I'll never forget getting in the shower to clean him off of me and it stinging so bad I had to get out almost immediately. It was a super catty, bitchy fight. I wonder how often he thinks about going out between my thighs after fighting so hard. I loved how hard he fought! We looked like true kitties.
I’d say my first sort of cat fight experience was when I was about 13. Me and some of the other boys on the street we lived on would often get together and do various things.
Of course it goes without saying that wrestling was one of them. When we did that, no matter what, the main event was always when me and another certain boy (we’ll call him Travis) would wrestle each other. Not necessarily because we were the two absolute best, but because we were STUPIDLY evenly matched. It wasn’t uncommon for our matches to run 15 to 20 minutes or more before someone tapped.
On one particular day, we were out in the grass behind another boy’s house, about six of us, and wrestling in the grass. As usual Travis and I took our turn. We both wanted to win pretty badly since the last time we’d rolled, we went for about thirty minutes with no taps before we called it quits.
Well, it was the middle of August in the Deep South, so as you can imagine, the heat was brutal. We started going, and shirts and shoes came off about five minutes into it. Again, we went for almost twenty minutes, both of us absolutely exhausted and no one was giving up. The other boys shouted advice which we largely ignored. Finally, we were on the ground, in a mutual side headlock which we sat in for a good solid five minutes. We were squeezing for our lives but both of us were drenched and groaning with how tired we both were.
Finally, idk what caused it but as we finally broke the headlock, Travis ended up with a handful of my hair. So I returned the favor. There was no anger involved, I think it was just plain tired desperation. We tumbled around a bit more like that, pulling hair and laughing until one of us threw a playful punch, and that really got things going. It became a fight instead of a wrestling match, but not an angry one. Being good sportsmen, we kept it to open handed slaps to the face, and there was still a lot of pulling hair.
Who won that one? Honestly, I hardly even remember. :)
I had a friend growing up that I would catfight during sleepovers. We were around 12 or 13 and were pretty competitive with each other. We’d usually end up in his basement late at night in our boxers and T-shirts playing video games. We’d get heated during gameplay and start shoving and shoulder checking each other. Before we knew it, we’d be catballing back and forth across the floor. Our first time ended with us both bear hugging and squeezing each other, covered in sweat and calling a truce. But as the months went on, we started to slap and pulled each other’s hair. The more we’d meet up, the nastier we got. Usually around midnight, after we knew his parents were in bed, we’d start verbally abusing each other and grabbing each other by the collar and tumbling to the floor. One time we both ended up crying because we were both so frustrated with each other and were clawing into each other’s backs and giving each other intense wedgies. One of our last fights ended with us tearing each other’s shirts and underwear to shreds. By the time we were 15 or so, we didn’t speak to each other and just glare at each other in passing in the hallways at school. I’ve been trying to find a rival like that ever since.
You got one. I’ll fight you on sight. Too bad your fights with your old rival didn’t continue as hate fights. Can’t wait til our next violent meet.
My friend and I would catfight throughout our entire childhood and teens. It was playful, not painful, hateful or viscous. We would always start by foot fighting, then leg wrestling, and then after tangling up we’d end up rolling around on the bed, couch, or floor. Ultimately, it was really just about both of us being super horny and having each other to hump against as we “fought.” Sleepovers and family visits were always interesting!
(It left quite an impression, and I still like “fighting” like this!)
My former best friend and I last year, (both 27) had a big falling out, became rivals in our industry, talked shit behind eachother's back.. when we finally met up in the middle of the night in the street .. emotions (mostly anger) were high and we literally ripped chunks of hair from eachothers heads, scratched eachother, like dug the nail down, in the face, leaving our mark on each other for at least a long while, and banging eachothers heads against the concrete. I broke his nose ultimately, and busted up his eye bad and we will probably fight again when we run into each other. It was really bloody.
somewhere in between but honestly the pettiness and dirty part made it more a catfight IMO. He kept pulling my hair when I was laying in punches and then when I would pull his back he'd come back in with punches until we were both face to face tearing hair and scratching eachothers face.
Tell me about yours first catfight. I had it with my friend he too into małe catfight. We was like 17 then and he outweight me by good 20kg. I more Athletic build he was a fatty more. But in fight he was so much stronger all the time he grab me by hair , takedown and smothering me with all part of his body Belly, ass, crotch, armpit after half hour he make me quit form match and give me solid spanking. Ubu?
NickNoMercy (0)
7/26/2025 10:55 PMGreat stories, you guys!
I actually told this to another member. So many and the boy I was fighting were and are still friends. I was watching him play some video game and I was kinda lounged on the floor just chilling and being annoying. So, look. Here's the thing about me, if I'm in a group and a game is going on, I'm going to start trash talking or teasing someone. And that's exactly what I did.
Again, the guy is still my friend today, and he's super cute. Build similar to mine, he's got less muscle, but he's trim, tanned and a total beach babe. Fluffy cute hair, the works. He's contrasted to me because I'm more fit with long hair, I'm a bit taller, and I had on some eyeliner against my porcelain skin. He was in his shorts, and he was shirtless, bare feet. I had my short shorts on with a crop top showing off my tiny waist with my hair up in some leopard barrettes.
I was on my phone texting people and teasing him while he was all in on the game. I was chirping at him being really annoying. I threw my plushie at him that I still have on my desk to this day. Still has that wonderful rose smell. I'd also kinda nudge his side with my bare foot to make him mess up.
Okay, that's the background, but when he'd make a mistake, I was like "oooooo get rekt!" and you suck and all that, right? Well, much like the other guy I told you guys about, he finally had enough and slapped me. It stunned me a bit and he was like, "you done, bitch?!" So, we started wrestling on the floor slapping each other in the face. He was tugging and ripping at my top. He started pulling on my necklaces and trying to choke me a bit with them.
He punched me on my stomach and got on top of me. I was laughing at him trying so hard. So, I was looking up at him just smiling and telling him to try harder. That made him so mad. I lightly slapped his face while he was on top of me. Riling him up. He dug his nails into my chest and ripped and slapped my face and got down in my face and started pulling my hair. I started pulling his because it started hurting!
So, we rolled around on top of each other in the floor for awhile. He got on top of me and then brought his head down to me and bit me! I moaned and just kind of laid there and squirmed and rubbed his back. He'd moan like he was eating something really good. I knocked him off of me we started scratching each other and pulling each other's hair. My hair is way easier to pull because it's much longer than his.
I picked him up and slammed him on the bed and he grabbed my balls and squeeeezeeed. It hurt so bad. Then, I grabbed his ankles and spread his legs apart while he was flailing and I put my knee on his cock and balls and pressed down slowly, and his legs curled. He punched me and busted my lip open. So, I started dripping on him. He clawed my face up with his nails and my eyes started tearing up from all of the sensory zaps. He pulled some of my hair out, which really pissed me off.
I dug my nails into his chest and raked them all the way down to his legs and he moaned so hard and started crying. We wrestled back on the floor and he was on top and I was on my back, and I felt something hitting my skin and he was dripping on me from a busted lip as well. He was wiped out, so I went for the finish with my thighs, like I normally try to do and got him!
I caught him hard and locked him up and squeeeeezed. I pulled his hair while he was locked between my thighs and some of his blood was running down my legs. He tapped out. I squeezed him a bit more until he stopped moving and I rolled my thighs to the side and let him go.
We were both covvvvered in marks. I'll never forget getting in the shower to clean him off of me and it stinging so bad I had to get out almost immediately. It was a super catty, bitchy fight. I wonder how often he thinks about going out between my thighs after fighting so hard. I loved how hard he fought! We looked like true kitties.
Boxerboy91 (14)
6/05/2025 10:17 PMI’d say my first sort of cat fight experience was when I was about 13. Me and some of the other boys on the street we lived on would often get together and do various things.
Of course it goes without saying that wrestling was one of them. When we did that, no matter what, the main event was always when me and another certain boy (we’ll call him Travis) would wrestle each other. Not necessarily because we were the two absolute best, but because we were STUPIDLY evenly matched. It wasn’t uncommon for our matches to run 15 to 20 minutes or more before someone tapped.
On one particular day, we were out in the grass behind another boy’s house, about six of us, and wrestling in the grass. As usual Travis and I took our turn. We both wanted to win pretty badly since the last time we’d rolled, we went for about thirty minutes with no taps before we called it quits.
Well, it was the middle of August in the Deep South, so as you can imagine, the heat was brutal. We started going, and shirts and shoes came off about five minutes into it. Again, we went for almost twenty minutes, both of us absolutely exhausted and no one was giving up. The other boys shouted advice which we largely ignored. Finally, we were on the ground, in a mutual side headlock which we sat in for a good solid five minutes. We were squeezing for our lives but both of us were drenched and groaning with how tired we both were.
Finally, idk what caused it but as we finally broke the headlock, Travis ended up with a handful of my hair. So I returned the favor. There was no anger involved, I think it was just plain tired desperation. We tumbled around a bit more like that, pulling hair and laughing until one of us threw a playful punch, and that really got things going. It became a fight instead of a wrestling match, but not an angry one. Being good sportsmen, we kept it to open handed slaps to the face, and there was still a lot of pulling hair.
Who won that one? Honestly, I hardly even remember. :)
Submit123 (22)
3/26/2025 2:18 PMI had a friend growing up that I would catfight during sleepovers. We were around 12 or 13 and were pretty competitive with each other. We’d usually end up in his basement late at night in our boxers and T-shirts playing video games. We’d get heated during gameplay and start shoving and shoulder checking each other. Before we knew it, we’d be catballing back and forth across the floor. Our first time ended with us both bear hugging and squeezing each other, covered in sweat and calling a truce. But as the months went on, we started to slap and pulled each other’s hair. The more we’d meet up, the nastier we got. Usually around midnight, after we knew his parents were in bed, we’d start verbally abusing each other and grabbing each other by the collar and tumbling to the floor. One time we both ended up crying because we were both so frustrated with each other and were clawing into each other’s backs and giving each other intense wedgies. One of our last fights ended with us tearing each other’s shirts and underwear to shreds. By the time we were 15 or so, we didn’t speak to each other and just glare at each other in passing in the hallways at school. I’ve been trying to find a rival like that ever since.
SeattleFight (562)
3/28/2025 3:36 PM(In reply to this)
You got one. I’ll fight you on sight. Too bad your fights with your old rival didn’t continue as hate fights. Can’t wait til our next violent meet.
Jezzadu310 (0 )
7/10/2025 10:21 AM(In reply to this)
I want to see this!
Submit123 (22)
3/29/2025 3:09 PM(In reply to this)
lol, I’m always ready for a nasty catfight with you cunt
phftfghtr (1)
3/27/2025 4:43 PM(In reply to this)
My friend and I would catfight throughout our entire childhood and teens. It was playful, not painful, hateful or viscous. We would always start by foot fighting, then leg wrestling, and then after tangling up we’d end up rolling around on the bed, couch, or floor. Ultimately, it was really just about both of us being super horny and having each other to hump against as we “fought.” Sleepovers and family visits were always interesting!
(It left quite an impression, and I still like “fighting” like this!)
baltimoredude29 (0)
2/26/2021 2:09 PMMy former best friend and I last year, (both 27) had a big falling out, became rivals in our industry, talked shit behind eachother's back.. when we finally met up in the middle of the night in the street .. emotions (mostly anger) were high and we literally ripped chunks of hair from eachothers heads, scratched eachother, like dug the nail down, in the face, leaving our mark on each other for at least a long while, and banging eachothers heads against the concrete. I broke his nose ultimately, and busted up his eye bad and we will probably fight again when we run into each other. It was really bloody.
MMCatfightFan132 (1)
3/03/2021 4:21 AM(In reply to this)
Would love to have seen this go down. Do you have anymore pics of after?
BACF1 (2 )
3/02/2021 3:22 PM(In reply to this)
catfight or MMA brawl ???
baltimoredude29 (0)
3/05/2021 2:13 PM(In reply to this)
somewhere in between but honestly the pettiness and dirty part made it more a catfight IMO. He kept pulling my hair when I was laying in punches and then when I would pull his back he'd come back in with punches until we were both face to face tearing hair and scratching eachothers face.
Wrestle4me1983 (0)
3/01/2021 8:28 AM(In reply to this)
Wow would like to see a fight like this
SwaggyD (0)
2/24/2021 4:15 PMTell me about yours first catfight. I had it with my friend he too into małe catfight. We was like 17 then and he outweight me by good 20kg. I more Athletic build he was a fatty more. But in fight he was so much stronger all the time he grab me by hair , takedown and smothering me with all part of his body Belly, ass, crotch, armpit after half hour he make me quit form match and give me solid spanking. Ubu?