Tino Gavras aka OrangeMuscle v. Champ JoelAlphaHunk

Post-Post-Match Stakes

Tino Gavras Made Into A Bitch

OrangeMuscle waited for the shower water to heat up.  He had draped his TSWF title belt over the shower stall wall.  The Greek Heel had cum twice in the ring but his 9.5” cock was already semi-hard.  He moved under the shower nozzle and let the hot water soak his wavy black hair and smooth 50” pecs and abs.  He soaped up his thickening cock and gave it a few strokes.  His mind daydreamed back to the moment he had held JoelBetaBitch aloft in a torture rack and forced the former Champ to scream out his surrender.  The submission was all so satisfying.

Gavras lathered up his hair with shampoo and began scrubbing.  He had big plans.  He wouldn’t be content with being the TSWF Champ.  He wanted to take over the entire Fed.  Everyone had always underestimated him.  But this was his time to make his mark.  He’d force out the promoter Dandy Dawson then determine which Alpha Males would vie for his title.  He knew none would succeed.  He’d break BlackAlpha’s record of defending his title 11 times in a row.  Hell, he’d double that number in the next few months.

Gavras heard footsteps enter the shower room.  Rinsing shampoo from his black hair, he asked with his eyes closed, “Hey, Coach Stan, is that you?”  There was no response.  “Patroclus?  Have you come to worship your Master?”  He opened his eyes but the lights to the shower room suddenly went dark.  Gavras exclaimed “What the fuck?” then felt a hairy arm surround his throat.  A large hand with a wet cloth was pressed into his nose and mouth.  OrangeMuscle tried to wriggle free but his naked body was held firmly in place by a much bigger man.  He smelled chemical fumes and felt himself becoming dizzy.  He slumped against his attacker sound asleep.

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Constantino Gavras aka OrangeMuscle aka The Greek Heel slowly awoke.  Opening his gray green eyes, he saw he was lying on his back on a metal bench in the middle of the same ring where he had defeated JoelAlphaHunk.  His muscled quads were up in the air.  His legs were bent over a bar and spread wide.  His ankles were shackled to posts.  The splayed position of his legs fully exposed his furry hole.  His arms were spread wide above his head, and his wrists were shackled to posts.  Gavras’s head hung off the back of the bench.  The ceiling camera captured his enslavement.  He was wearing a silver-sequined jock strap.  His 9.5” cock and balls were stuffed inside the skimpy, sparkling pouch.  The front of the pouch was stamped with the letters “DD’s Bitch.”  His entire olive-skinned muscled body had been oiled.  It glistened under the spotlight.

OrangeMuscle was still groggy, suffering the after-effects of chloroform.  “Ahhh, the Bitch is awake,” a male voice barked.  The voice was accented.  Gavras’s eyes searched for the man but he saw no one.  “I’ve got a present for you from Dandy Dawson,” the same voice said.  Now from the shadows Tino could see a massive male body in a black Speedo emerge and come towards his face.  Gavras did not know it yet but he was about to meet Brutus from Brazil.  The Ultimate Alpha Male stood 6’7” and weighed 280 pounds.  He had a 55” chest and 24” biceps.  His upper and lower torso and armpits were covered in black hair.  He was packing some serious heat too.  As his bulge approached Tino’s face, the new Champ inhaled the man’s masculine musk.

Brutus was holding Dandy Dawson’s silver Speedo.  It was wet with the promoter’s cum.  Brutus looked down at the bound OrangeMuscle and said in his thick Brazilian accent “Mr. Dawson wanted me to give you this little gift.”  He wiped Tino’s face with the Speedo—making sure some of the sticky cum smeared his handsome features.  “What the….fuck, fuck you!” sneered the Champ but Brutus BITCH SLAPPED his cheeks then spit into Tino’s gapping mouth.  Gavras tried to expel the saliva but Brutus shut him up by stuffing the silver gear into his mouth.  Tino tasted the salty flavor of the promoter’s load.

His eyes danced upwards at the black-haired Brazilian Giant.  First there was the ample bulge hovering above OM’s face.  He appeared to be fat, semi-hard and uncut.  His Speedo-covered cock was bent downward though stiffening.  Then there was a mass of black hair starting just above his waistband and covering hard abs and the huge chest.  Above that was Brutus’s smirking face.  The Brazilian Behemoth had long black hair, green eyes and a trimmed black beard.

He bent over Tino and smothered the Champ’s face with his big package.  His huge hands moved south over Gavras’s smooth pecs then dug into his abdomen in a vicious AB CLAW.  “Aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh!” screamed the bucking Gavras.  Brutus relented after several seconds and moved his hands further down the Champ’s body until they snaked underneath Tino’s silver-sequined jock strap and found The Greek Heel's 9.5” cock and hairless balls.  His right hand encircled OrangeMuscle’s nuts and squeezed hard.  “Aaarrrrggghhhh!” cried Gavras as his bound body twisted right and left in a desperate attempt to evade Brutus’s BALL CLAW.  

Tino couldn’t see anything as the black Speedo pressed down on his face.  He was having difficulty breathing.  With his left hand, Brutus rubbed the crown of Gavras’s cock, which stiffened from the stimulation.  He felt a droplet of pre-cum at the slit.  “You’re a fucking whore, aren’t you Bitch?” snarled the Brazilian Brute.  Gavras grunted but nothing intelligible could be heard through his Speedo gag, especially with Brutus’s package covering the Champ’s face.

Finally, Brutus let go of OrangeMuscle’s manhood and stood back up—pleased to see the Champ now had a full-blown erection that tented out the pouch of the jock strap.  He moved around to the other side of the metal bench.  Gavras’s hole was completely exposed.  There was a dusting of black fur in his crack and around the pucker.  Brutus felt his cock swelling in his black Speedo as the sight of the Champ’s hole made him horny as fuck.  But first things first, he thought.  

He saw the butt-fucking machine in the ring corner and retrieved it.  There was the replica of a 10” cut cock on the end of the machine.  It had decent girth too.  Brutus spit on the dildo cock head and lined it up with Tino’s hole.  He began to push the head inside.  Gavras’s started yelling through his Speedo gag.  Muffled phrases like “Fuck you!” and “Not my hole!” could be heard. 

The Brazilian Giant snorted and shoved the head of the dildo past Gavras’s inner ring.  He leaned down and pressed the “on” button and the machine started thrusting the dildo in and out of Tino’s chute.  “Aaaagggggghhhhhhh!” OrangeMuscle cried out as his hole was pounded.  Pushing another button, Brutus upped the speed of the pounding.  Soon the machine was pistoning into OM’s ass—giving the Champ the first and only fucking of his life.  He screamed through his gag, shouted out a muffled “Noooooo!” but Brutus ignored his angry pleas.  In short order, as the machine tagged his prostate, Tino’s swollen cock head pushed above the waistband of the silver-sequined jock.  Pre-cum leaked from his slit and pooled in the ridges of his abs.

Brutus went back around to Gavras’s head and pulled out the silver Speedo gag.  OrangeMuscle looked up at the Hairy Behemoth and snarled “I will fuck you up good!”  “Yeah, yeah, but look who’s getting fucked?” laughed Brutus.  He added in a taunting voice, “Deep down, Bitch, you want to suck cock like a slutty whore, don’t you?”  “FUCK YOU!” hollered Gavras.  At the same time, he couldn’t help his physical reactions from the butt-fucking and stimulation of his prostate.  More pre-cum dripped from his slit and puddled in the grooves of his six pack.  He didn’t want to submit to the Brazilian Beast by climaxing but his body quivered as his gland was stimulated.

Gavras stared upwards and saw Brutus slowly peel down his black Speedo.  He gasped when he saw the semi-hard 12” anaconda of a cock spring free, framed by black pubic hair.  The head of the uncut cock had pushed through the foreskin.  It was a dark rounded knob.  The girth of the shaft widened from the base to the head.  Fuck, OrangeMuscle thought, once fully erect, Brutus’s dick would be a foot-long baseball bat.  Popping veins lined the dark shaft, filled with blood.

The Brazilian Hunk moved forward, straddling Tino’s face and positioning his hairy ass crack over Gavras’s nose and mouth.  “Fuck no!  I’m the Champ!” snarled Tino but darkness descended over him and Brutus’s musky scent overwhelmed his senses.  The Champ was being butt-fucked by a machine while being face sat by the Hairy Behemoth.  Brutus stroked his monster cock, snorted and ordered “LICK MY SWEET ASS, BITCH!”  Gavras tried to shake his head “no” but found his face could barely move, being wedged into the Brazilian’s ass crack.  “I SAID RIM MY ASS, BETA BOY!” commanded Brutus.  He spread his cheeks wider and pushed down harder—almost suffocating the new Champ.  Again, Gavras tried to shake his head “no” but was even less successful.  He could feel himself getting dizzy.  He struggled for air and realized it was a losing battle.  Gavras finally stuck out his tongue, found Brutus’s soft pucker and swirled his tongue around it.  “Ooooooooo fuuuuucccckkkk!” moaned the Brazilian, “THAT’S A GOOD JOBBER BITCH, EAT ME OUT BOY!”  Tino pushed his tongue into his tormentor’s hole reaching the outer ring.  His own cock was now pulsing as the butt-fucking machine slammed the 9” dildo in and out of his hole.  Gavras felt his entire body begin to spasm.  He was on the verge of climaxing when Brutus leaned forward and wrapped his right hand around Tino’s cock head and squeezed tight.  

Having denied Gavras his release, Brutus rose and slid back.  He moved back in front of the metal bench and hit the “off” button of the butt-fucking machine.  Then he moved back around to the Champ’s head.  His massive manhood and balls flopped across OrangeMuscle’s face.  “OPEN YOUR MOUTH!” the Brazilian Giant ordered.  Gavras shook his head “no.”  Brutus responded by leaning forward and applying a PEC CLAW to each of Tino’s pecs.  As he dug into the nerve-endings, OrangeMuscle screamed “Aaaaarrrrrrgggghhhhhhh!  Please, please, nooooooooo!”  “I SAID OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, BITCH!”  Gavras’s eyes watered, but was it fear or desire? 

The Bound Champ slowly opened his mouth.  Brutus grabbed the shaft of his 12” cock and positioned the swollen head of his massive manhood above Gavras’s parted lips.  He plunged inside until the head of his cock was lodged in OrangeMuscle’s throat.  The Champ’s lips were stretched wide open and brushed against the thick black pubic hair.  Gavras could barely breathe.  He gagged loudly, “GGGGWWWWOOOCCCKKKK!!!”  Pre-cum from the Brazilian Brute’s hard dick seeped into Tino’s throat.  Brutus demanded “SUCK MY COCK, WHORE!” and pushed his baseball bat in and out of OrangeMuscle’s throat, snickering as the Champ choked around it.  “FUCK YEAH, BOI!” shouted the Brazilian Behemoth, as he watched saliva drip from Tino’s mouth.

Brutus finally pulled out his monster cock and Gavras gasped for air.  The Brazilian Giant laid his big dick across OrangeMuscle’s face.  It remained hard but fit perfectly because of its downward sloping arc.  Brutus said “Tell me you love my cock buried deep in your throat, Bitch!”  “No, fuck…no more!” replied Tino, but his own mushroom head—protruding from the waistband of his bikini—was twitching on his abs and leaking more pre-cum.  Was it stimulation from the butt-fucking machine?  Or was it the desire to have his throat filled again with Brutus’s 12” baseball bat? 

“You say no, but your cock is spewing out jizz,” smirked Brutus.  Then Gavras’s Dom leaned forward and scooped up a handful of white cum from Tino’s abs.  He shoved the hand into Gavras’s mouth.  “Nnnggghhhh!” the Champ grunted as he tried to turn away.  “Taste the evidence of your horny desire, Bitch!  You want my cock again, don’t you?”  As Brutus withdrew his hand, Gavras swallowed the salty fluid.  He felt the huge cock lying on his face.  The shaft was smooth.  It was so long the head nestled in Gavras’s wavy black hair.  “I….I….” Tino hesitated.  “That’s right boi, submit to my big Brazilian cock,” said Brutus.  “Yes….yes, I submit.  I want it again.  Please, please, give me your big cock.  Bury it deep in my throat,” said the Champ.  Brutus snorted then rammed his massive manhood back into Gavras’s mouth and throat.

“GGGGWWWWOOOCCCKKKK!!!”  Instead of thrusting, Brutus did slow circles with his hips rubbing his black pubes into OrangeMuscle’s nose and lips.  Tino tried to control his gagging by breathing through his nose.  He inhaled the heady scent of the Brazilian Behemoth and felt a strange sense of contentment—as if he needed his throat to be stuffed with the huge cock.        

“Fuck Yeah!” a voice exclaimed from one of the ring corners.  It continued “Such a good cocksucker!  Look at that needy Bitch!”  Dandy Dawson had entered the ring.  The silver-haired, leanly muscled promoter was naked and his 7.5” cut cock was hard as a rock.  He came up to Brutus’s side and peered down at Gavras’s mouth stretched with Brazilian dick.  “How’s my Beta Bitch doing?” the promoter asked then leaned close and lip-locked Brutus.  Pulling back from the kiss, Dawson said “Let’s switch places Brutus.”  The Brazilian Giant pulled out his cock only to slap it against Gavras’s cheeks, nose and mouth, sprinkling Tino with droplets of pre-cum.  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  Brutus then slid backwards and allowed Dandy to take his place.  The promoter snarled at OrangeMuscle “You don’t face fuck the boss!  Got it?” and rammed his swollen cock into Gavras’s throat.  Dawson immediately began skull-fucking Gavras.  Within seconds, gagging sounds filled the ring room once more as Dandy avenged his backstage Hartford humiliation.  “Yeah, you don’t face fuck the boss, Bitch!” Dandy snickered again.  

OrangeMuscle knew the worst was yet to come.  Brutus had moved around in front of his exposed hole.  He could have fucked the Champ without removing the silver-sequined jock strap but he undid fasteners on each side and pulled it off Gavras’s body.  Tino's full erection was now visible.  The Brazilian Behemoth lined up his hard 12” log with Gavras’s furry hole.  The hard hog of a cock retained its downward curve.  The head was glistening with pre-cum and Gavras’s saliva.  Suddenly, OrangeMuscle felt enormous pressure as Brutus’s bulbous head began to invade his tight canal.  The butt-fucking machine hadn’t prepared him for such a massive dick.  He grunted around Dawson’s cock as his hole was claimed and his virginity taken by the True Alpha Male.

“FUCKING BITCH, TAKE OUR COCKS!!!” demanded Dandy.  Tino’s own torpedo cock was erect and throbbing on his cut abs.  Both his holes were being destroyed as he lay on his back spread wide and shackled to the posts.  But the pressure Gavras felt soon gave way to pleasurable sensations as he felt his prostate tagged.  His body rocked with shivers of orgasmic delight.  

Brutus grabbed the bar holding Tino’s bent legs and braced himself as he pushed most of his long cock into OrangeMuscle’s chute.  “FUCK, YES, SO TIGHT, THE BITCH IS SO TIGHT!!!” hollered Brutus.  He still had about three inches to go before his big hairy balls would hit Tino’s ass cheeks.  “You’re about to have your second hole fucked, Bitch!” said Dandy Dawson as he watched the hot scene.  “Yeah,” said Brutus, “The sigmoid colon, Bitch, your second hole!” and he rammed even deeper.  OrangeMuscle’s eyes bulged as he felt another set of nerves light up.  After giving Gavras a few moments to adjust, Brutus began to bang the Champ’s holes.  The ring room filled with the sounds of his big balls slapping against Tino’s olive-skinned ass cheeks.  Gavras grunted hard around Dawson’s cock each time his first and second holes were rammed.  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"  WHAP!  "UH!"

Dawson’s body started to spasm as his cock pulsed.  He went over the edge first, exploding a huge cum load down Gavras’s throat.  “TAKE MY LOAD, BITCH!” the promoter ordered as he climaxed.  The Champ swallowed most of it but white fluid began dribbling from his mouth.  Brutus was next—SLAMMING inside Gavras’s hole and flooding the Champ’s chute with buckets of hot cum.  “UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!” grunted the Brazilian Giant as his body shook from orgasmic aftershocks.

Gavras’s 9.5” cock throbbed on his abs and—untouched—shot ropes of cum into the valley between his 50” pecs.  Tino could only grunt as his hole remained filled with Brutus’s massive cock and his mouth was still impaled on the TSWF promoter’s 7.5” cock.  The Champ had been thoroughly dominated and humiliated.  He had become Dandy’s and Brutus’s Bitch Boy.  And it was all caught on camera.  No doubt Dandy planned to stream it for a fortune.

Dawson finally pulled his cock from Gavras’s mouth as Brutus let his huge semi-hard dick slide out of OrangeMuscle’s well-used holes.  Dandy smirked as he leaned in close to Gavras’s face, saying “Not so arrogant and cocky now, are you boy?”  Brutus snorted and, with a magic marker, leaned forward and wrote, in big black letters, “I’M A BITCH BOY!” and “COCK WHORE!” on Tino’s sculpted pecs.  “Tell us who you really are?” demanded Dawson.  The Champ said in a plaintiff voice “I give, I give…  I submit.  I’m a Bitch Boy and a Cock Whore.”  The promoter snickered, “You submit, Sir!”  “Sir…I submit, Sir!” Tino whimpered.  Dawson grinned and stuffed his semi-hard cock back into Gavras’s throat.

The camera and spotlight focused in on OrangeMuscle’s glistening and shackled body.  Cum pooled between his 50” pecs.  It trickled from his exposed hole and the corners of his mouth.  His gray green eyes and nose were hidden from view as Dawson pressed his silver pubes against the Jobber Bitch’s lips.  The promoter moaned as Gavras sucked down the hardening cock.  Soon his swollen mushroom head was deep in Tino’s throat.  Brutus reached for the bar holding up Tino’s legs once more.  His huge cock had recovered quickly.  He pushed the big head back into OrangeMuscle’s hole.

The two Alpha Males had only just begun.  Dawson would skull fuck Gavras all night long—stopping only to force the muscled Champ to submit over and over again to his True Alpha, Dandy Dawson.  The camera faded to black.

(The End.)