Tino Gavras aka OrangeMuscle v. Champ JoelAlphaHunk

TSWF Title Match:  Round 2

Tino Gavras continued to lay on top of the Champ, rubbing his cock and balls into JoelAlphaHunk's face.  His pre-cum leaked onto JAH's beard.  He loved the feeling of dominating and humiliating another Alpha Male, turning him into a Bitch Boy before the cameras.  When the Champ's head finally started moving, OrangeMuscle sat back on Joel’s pecs.  He flashed a cocky grin and double bi-flexed at the prostrate JAH—aiming to intimidate the Champ before Round 2 began. 

From his vantage point, Joel saw Tino’s hard 9.5” cut cock pointing skyward, his trimmed black pubes, his sculpted pecs and abs, and his bulging biceps and black pit hair.  The Champ could smell the pre-cum on his beard and felt his own erection growing in his bright red jock strap.  OrangeMuscle dropped his pose and stood up.  He stuffed his thick cock and balls back inside his orange jock strap and went to the ropes.  Looking right into the camera, he struck a victory pose and smirked—knowing TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson was watching in the control room.

“Gonna fuck up the Champ before I fuck….”  WHUMP!  “Aaaaagggghhhhh!”  JoelAlphaHunk had come up behind the posing challenger and sent a Euro uppercut up between his legs, SLAMMING his fist into Tino’s big balls.  Gavras fell to his knees holding his nuts.  His head and upper torso fell over the middle rope.  Pain shot through his nerve endings.  Joel took off, running towards the opposite ropes.  He bounced off them, gathered momentum, and sprinted towards Gavras.  He ducked at the last moment, grabbing the top rope and vaulting over it.  He swung his legs in a big arc outside the ring so his size 13 feet SLAMMED into OrangeMuscle’s face.  BAM!  “Uuuggghhh!”  Gavras’s entire body rocketed backwards into the ring.  “Fuck yeah!” shouted the Champ.  “Fuck yeah!” yelled Dawson and AchillesAdonis in unison in the control room.  

Joel strode to center ring where a shaken Gavras laid on his back.  Before he could recover, JAH grabbed his wavy black hair and dragged him to his feet.  He scooped up OrangeMuscle’s body against his chest, then dropped to his right knee while extending his left leg.  He crashed Tino’s back onto his knee in an OVER-THE-KNEE BACKBREAKER.  CRACK!  “Aaaaagggggghhhhh!!” yelled Gavras as JAH pressed down on his chin and applied a vicious BALL CLAW to his jock strap covered balls.  “Aaaarrrrrrggggghhhhh!” screamed Gavras.  “Look at you now, Bitch!” hollered Joel, “You don’t even belong in this ring with me, the P.R. Alpha Stud!”  He squeezed and twisted Tino’s nuts mercilessly.  “No, no, no…please fuck, stop!” pleaded the suddenly contrite challenger.

“Oh, this begging is such sweet music!” exclaimed Dawson in the control room.  “Poor Jobber Tino!” said AchillesAdonis, adding “He’s going down, boss!”  “Ok, start up the vibrations again.  Let’s get Coach Stan and Daddy Rodrigo horny.”  AA hit the remotes once more and the bound trainers’ cocks stiffened almost immediately.  Stan’s 8.5” cut cock was dripping pre-cum again.

With a snort, JoelAlphaHunk shoved the so-called Greek Heel off his left knee--discarding him like a piece of trash.  OrangeMuscle rolled over to the ropes, trying to buy time to recover.  JAH adjusted his hard 9” uncut cock.  He went to Gavras’s body and grabbed his ankles before dragging him halfway back towards center ring on his back.  “Hey, what the fuck?” was all Tino could mutter.  The Champ quickly climbed up onto the top turnbuckle in the nearby corner.  He stood up, spread his muscled arms and dived forward, doing a 360 degree flip, before SMASHING into Tino’s chest in a MOONSAULT shaking the ring violently.  “UUUUUGGGGHHHHH!” yelled the challenger as his olive-skinned body flopped right and left like a fish on the deck of a boat.

Joel was up on his feet quickly.  Now it was his turn to STOMP his opponent.  He kicked Tino’s obliques twice WHAP!  “Aagghh!”  WHAP!  “Aagghh!” causing OrangeMuscle to roll protectively onto his chest.  Then JAH STOMPED Tino’s back three times.  THWACK!  “Aaagghh!”  THWACK!  “Aaagghh!”  THWACK!  “Aaagghh!”  The Champ reached down for Gavras’s black hair once more.  He fisted it and yanked Gavras to his feet before dragging him to the ropes.  He shoved Tino’s head between the top and middle ropes then grabbed his arms and bent his upper torso backwards before locking his muscled arms in the ropes.  The camera closed in on Tino’s 50” pecs and six pack then wandered southward to his impressive bulge.  Joel applied a chin lock and pulled backwards, further contorting Tino’s back.  Holding the challenger in place with one hand, JAH then reared back with his right fist and delivered a powerful PEC CHOP.  POW!  “Ugh!” The force of the chop caused Tino’s body to bounce up and down in the ropes.  His 9.5” cock and balls jiggled inside the orange pouch of his jock strap.  Then Joel fired another PEC CHOP into the challenger.  POW!  "Ugh!"  This was immediately followed by more bouncing and jiggling.

The Champ wrapped his arms around Tino’s mid-section and yanked the would-be Heel back into the ring.  Keeping his arms around Gavras’s torso, JAH put Gavras into a REVERSE BEAR HUG.  His hard 9” cock pressed into Tino’s bare ass crack.  “Like that feeling, Bitch?” hissed the Champ in Gavras’s ear, “Ready to bottom for the P.R. Alpha Stud?”  Tino’s arms flailed as he wriggled in the bear hug.  He tried sending his elbows backwards but the Champ dodged them and tightened his hold.  Gavras gasped for air and could feel himself growing dizzy as his oxygen supply was cut off.

Joel finally dropped OrangeMuscle like a sack of potatoes at center ring.  The cumulative impact of the Champ’s furious comeback was taking its toll on Gavras.  The P.R. Alpha Stud hovered above Tino as he lay on his back.  He struck a crab pose flexing both his 50” pecs and 20” biceps.  Then he reached down and grabbed Gavras’s ankles.  He raised the Heel’s legs and spread them wide before stepping over them.  Gavras started to yell “No fucking….” but Joel fell backwards taking Tino’s legs with him and rolling him backwards into a tight ball.  The Champ kept OrangeMuscle’s legs split wide in the perfectly executed SPLADLE!  Joel’s bulging crotch was pressed into the back of OrangeMuscle’s head.  Gavras’s screams filled the ring room.  “Aaaaaarrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

In the control room, Dandy Dawson watched as the camera focused on Gavras’s exposed butt cheeks and his quivering hamstrings.  His furry black hole was on full display.  “Now that’s a hole worth fucking!” said the promoter as he felt his 7.5” cock stiffen in his silver Speedo.  There were few things hotter than watching an Alpha Heel like Tino Gavras get his comeuppance.  Coach Stan could only grunt and moan as his climax approached.  He, too, was turned on by the sight of his trainee getting owned by the Champ.

In the ring, JoelAlphaHunk kept a tight hold on Gavras’s ankles and inched them even wider, threatening to tear the challenger’s hole in two.  Gavras screamed louder.  He had never felt such pain.  “Give up, fucker before I split you apart!” demanded the Champ.  “Ok, ok, I give!  I submit!!!”  DING!  DING!  DING!

Dandy Dawson and AchillesAdonis exploded in cheers and gave each other a big high five.  The promoter was about to order AA to send electrical shocks to Coach Stan’s cock and balls, but Tino’s Coach was already grunting loudly.  Handsfree, his thick black cock throbbed up and down and his load spewed from the swollen mushroom head onto the floor.  “UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!” he panted as he climaxed.  At least he wouldn’t have to endure shock treatment.  Achilles went to his knees under Stan’s shackled body and licked up the copious quantities of white cum.  He kept it in his mouth and stood up.  Leaning in, he lip locked the Coach and began feeding Stan’s salty cum to himself.  Jon Turner had traveled a fair distance from his “straight” days.

JoelAlphaHunk finally released his grip on Tino’s ankles and pushed The Greek Heel away from his body.  He stood and placed his right foot on Gavras’s 50” chest and raised his muscled arms in a classic victory pose.  Joel rubbed his sweaty pecs and abs and flicked salty droplets onto Tino’s face and pecs.  He reached inside the pouch of his red jock strap and gripped the shaft of his hard 9” uncut cock.  “Fuck!” JAH exclaimed, “My big cock is so ready to drill your tight hole.”

(To be continued.)