AchillesAdonis v. TSWF Champ JoelAlphaHunk

The TSWF Title Match

Greek Domination or Hubris in the Squared Ring?

The Cocky Bi-Curious Wrestler had been introduced to the Bay Ridge Arena crowd, but nobody was ready for what came next.  Daddy Dom Sal walked through the curtains holding a chair aloft, revealing his black pit hair and muscled shoulders.  The Daddy was naked except for a golden leather skirt around his 32” waist.  Holding the back legs of the chair was the black-haired Manager Patroclus.  He too was wearing only a golden skirt.  Unbeknownst to the fans,  both men were commando—although the outline of their dicks swayed as they strode towards the ring. 

Sitting in the chair—called a Klismoi in ancient Greece—was the Blonde Gymnast, the Greek Warrior, AchillesAdonis.  He fist pumped the crowd exposing his dirty blonde pit hair.  The fans cheered even though most wanted to see the virgin AchillesAdonis defeated and fucked.  Tonight the Blonde Warrior was dressed only in his black jock with a gold waistband.  He had figured out what the crowd wanted.  He did have his gold leaf wrist and head bands, in keeping with his Greek Warrior theme. 

As he was carried down the ramp towards the ring, the horny crowd chanted “Achilles!  Achilles!  Achilles!”  Backstage, JoelAlphaHunk cocked an eyebrow at his handsome as fuck Manager DaddyRodrigo. “I thought you said the Bay Ridge crowd would be with me.”  “Don’t worry Stud,” the Manager replied, “They just need to see your Muscle Hunk body.”  

Daddy Dom Sal and Patroclus arrived at the base of the metal steps and set down the Klismoi.  The Cocky Blonde Warrior stood to more cheers of the crowd and ascended the steps with a regal if not arrogant air, then vaulted into the ring over the top rope.  His 7.5” cock and balls jiggled in the black jock strap as he bounced from one barefoot to the other in the Bay Ridge Arena ring.  His thick dick appeared to be half hard.  Flashing a salacious grin, he slowly pulled the waistband of his jock down an inch to let the crowd see his cropped dirty blonde pubes and root of his cock.

“What a fucking tease!” said JoelAlphaHunk as he peered through the curtains at the show in the ring.  “I can’t wait to make him my Blonde Bitch Boi.”

“AND NOW,” the ring announcer shouted into the mic, “INTRODUCING YOUR TRI-STATE WRESTLING FED CHAMP, THE CARAMEL-COLORED MUSCLE HUNK FROM THE P.R., THE SEXY BEAST, JOEL ALPHA HUNK!!!”  DaddyRodrigo patted his Alpha Trainee on the back, and Joel strode through the curtains dressed in his tight red Speedos with his initials “JAH” in white across his ass.  He paused at the top of the ramp to acknowledge the thunderous cheers from the Bay Ridge crowd and went into a crab pose to show off his muscled upper back and shoulders and 20” biceps.  The fans went wild and chants of “JAH!  JAH!  JAH!” filled the old arena. 

The Champ marched down the ramp wearing his TSWF championship belt and keeping his gaze fixed on the Arrogant AchillesAdonis at center ring.  DaddyRodrigo—dressed in his green tank top and green Speedos—followed closely behind.  As the two Alpha Males arrived at the ring, JAH unfastened his belt and handed it to his Manager before walking up the steps.  He fist pumped for the crowd and stepped over the top rope to face the Blonde Challenger who had moved to his corner. 

“AND NOW, A SPECIAL TREAT FANS,” yelled the ring announcer, “INTRODUCING OUR GUEST REFEREE, A FAN FAVORITE, YOUR RETIRED CHAMP, BLACK ALPHA!!!” The crowd greeted the news enthusiastically as the 6’4” 245 pound Ebony Stud, wearing black Speedos and matching size 13 black boots, burst through the curtains and marched to the ring.  He waved to the adoring crowd.  BA had a 54” chest and dark brown nips, 24” biceps and 33” quads.  His head was bald and his face handsome.  He had cropped black pit hair and pubes.  His thick 9” cut cock was legendary, most recently used to fuck Patroclus after Achilles had demolished Cortez.  Speaking of Ross, Achilles’s Manager couldn’t keep his eyes of the retired Champ as he walked down the ramp.

Once in the ring, BlackAlpha motioned for the combatants to meet him at center ring.  “Okay, gents, tonight’s title match is No Holds Barred.  You can’t be disqualified.  Winner by KO or submission.  And,” he paused for effect, “Winner takes the loser to the locker room for ‘stakes’!  Got it?”  Both the Champ and the Cocky Blonde Gymnast nodded their agreement. 

Achilles smirked and said “I’m taking ‘stakes’ to a whole new level tonight.”  He looked JAH in the eye, adding.  “I hope your hole has been prepped Chump!”  Joel lunged at the Brash Contender but BlackAlpha and DaddyRodrigo quickly restrained him.  “None of that Champ, save it for the match!” barked BA.  The former Champ motioned both wrestlers back to their respective corners.

As the crowd tensed, BlackAlpha reached inside his black Speedos and adjusted his big black cock.  The sight of the Blonde Gymnast and his Manager, as well as the Champ and DaddyRodrigo, had got his juices flowing.  The Ebony Stud missed the ring and the spoils of victory.  Fucking Patroclus after the last match had got him thinking about a possible return to the ring.  But first things first.  He would declare a victor after this NHB match. 

BlackAlpha smiled and motioned for the bell.  DING!  DING!  DING!  

JoelAlphaHunk and AchillesAdonis moved forward and started to circle each other.  JAH’s 230 pounds gave him a 45 pound weight advantage.  And his 6’3” height was six inches taller than the Bi-Curious Blonde Wrestler.  But the Latino Hunk Cortez had even greater physical advantages in the contender match only to be hung by the Greek Warrior from a chain until he was KO’d and unceremoniously dragged around the ring in a weighted net. 

Achilles grinned confidently then raised his forearms inviting the Champ to a test of strength.  JoelAlphaHunk responded in kind and the two Alpha Males clasped hands above their heads.  Joel stood over Achilles and looked down on his wavy blonde hair.  The Golden Warrior’s face pressed into Joel’s upper chest as he grunted loudly “NNNNGGGGHHHH!”

Slowly but surely the Champ used his strength to press the Blonde Gymnast backwards and down.  Achilles could feel JAH’s awesome power overwhelming his own as he droped to one knee then the other.  “LOOK AT YOU...ON YOUR KNEES ALREADY FOR ME!” taunted the P.R. Alpha Stud as he looked down on the fallen contender.  He dropped Achilles’ hands and immediately cupped his hands around the back of the Golden Boy’s head before pressing his handsome face into Joel’s crotch.  “NNNOOOOOOO!” groaned AA as he inhaled the Champ’s manly scent and felt his semi-hard cock.  The crowd loved the early humiliation of the Cocky Bi-Curious Wrestler.  

Joel snorted then SHOVED Achilles backwards and onto his back.  He reached down and grabbed the Blonde Gymnast by his ankles and dragged him to his corner where DaddyRodrigo eagerly awaited.  Before AA knew where he was, Joel got a fistful of the contender’s blonde hair and forced him back first up against the turnbuckles.  From outside the ring, Rodrigo grabbed both of Achille’s wrists and yanked them backwards, pinning the challenger in place.

Joel snorted at the sight of the Golden Boy’s exposed 50” smooth chest and washboard abs.  The black jock strap was tenting a bit and barely containing Achille’s 7.5” cut cock and balls.  “THOUGHT YOU WAS A STRAIGHT BOI!” JAH taunted.  He formed a fist in his right hand, reared back and pummeled the Greek Warrior’s abs in a barrage of punches.  POW!  "OOF!" POW!  “OOF!”  POW!  “OOF!”  POW!  “OOF!”  POW!  “OOF!”  Achilles groaned in pain as he remained held in place by JAH’s Manager.  Suddenly, the Champ leaned in and applied CLAWS to both of his defined pecs.  “AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!” cried the Blonde Boy as JAH dug ever more deeply into his nerve endings.  First ab abuse.  Now pec abuse.  The Bay Ridge crowd cheered wildly.

BlackAlpha approached and asked AchillesAdonis if he would submit.  The Golden Warrior—grimacing in almost unbearable pain—shook his head violently no.  As the Ebony Stud backed away, Joel finally released his talons, leaving deep red marks on both of Achille’s white-skinned pecs.  The Champ leaned closer until his lips nearly touched the challenger’s.  He said, “Deep down, you know you want a True Alpha’s big cock to fill your hole, to become a Bitch Boi!”  Achilles tried to turn his head sideways but as he did the Champ suddenly licked the side of his neck.  “FUCK YOU CHUMP!” yelled the Greek Warrior.  Joel laughed, reared back and BITCH SLAPPED Achilles.  SLAP!  SLAP!  DaddyRodrigo snorted, enjoying the Champ’s Alpha Male dominance.

JAH finally stepped back and nodded to Rodrigo to let go of AA’s wrists.  Angry more than humiliated, Achilles immediately sent a EURO UPPERCUT into the Champ’s jaw.  WHAM!  “UUGGHH!” Joel groaned as he staggered backwards.  WHAM!  “UUGGHHH!”  A second uppercut hit JAH’s jaw and rocketed him backwards onto his back.  The crowd was stunned at how quickly Achilles had recovered.  The challenger wasted no time jumping onto Joel’s chest, holding his arms above his head in a SCHOOL BOY PIN and pushing the bulge of his black jock into the Champ’s face.  “LIKE THAT PUSSY?” taunted the Cocky Bi-Curious Wrestler, “WE’LL SEE WHOSE COCK PLOWS WHOSE HOLE!”  JAH was still seeing stars from the two uppercuts and moaned unintelligibly into his tormentor’s pouch.  Now it was his turn to feel the hardness of AA’s jock-covered cock and inhale his musky scent. The fabric felt wet with sweat and maybe pre-cum.

Daddy Dom Sal and Patroclus watched from behind Achilles’ corner.  Both had big smiles on their face as the Golden Warrior took the Champ to school at center ring.  Sal glanced across the ring at the green-eyed DaddyRodrigo in his tight green tank top and Speedos.  He was so looking forward to claiming Rodrigo's hole when this match was over.  Ross felt his 6” beer can cock stiffening under his golden skirt.  Maybe he’d actually flip fuck with BlackAlpha after the match.

The Cocky Bi-Curious Wrestler finally released Joel’s arms and sat back on his 50” brown chest.  He reached back and cupped JAH’s red Speedo-covered bulge then formed a BALL CLAW, DIGGING AND TWISTING the big nuts.  “AAARRRGGGHHHH!” screamed the Champ as his balls were manhandled.  BlackAlpha approached and asked Joel if he would submit.  The Champ shook his head no but tears of pain began flowing down his cheeks as his nuts were abused.  DaddyRodrigo began pacing in the corner, helpless to do anything.

Up in his sky box, the promoter Dandy Dawson was loving the action—the humiliation—in the ring.  What could go wrong?  Either AchillesAdonis would pull off another upset victory or the Blonde Gymnast would go down and be deflowered.  Dandy had outfitted the room with cameras and dungeon paraphernalia.  He hoped the video would generate higher sales than the one in which SwimmerBoy had fucked JAH on a hamstring weight machine in a hotel gym.  That one had become a best seller for the Tri-State Wrestling Fed.

Snorting, Achilles finally released his ball claw and stood up.  Still in agony, the Champ held his bulge and rolled around on the canvass.  The Greek Warrior’s jock strap was tenting so much, the crowd could see his smooth pink balls.  He adjusted his hard 7.5” cock so it rose diagonally across the front of the pouch.  He knew doing so would only make his fans in the crowed that much hornier.  The Blonde Gymnast ran back to his corner and instructed Patroclus “Get the retarius ready!” then he moved quickly back to center ring, jumped up and landed a huge LEG DROP on JAH’s abdomen.  BAM!  “OOOHHHFFFF” gasped the Caramel-Colored Muscle Stud as he jackknifed upwards and tried to breathe.  

Achilles wasted no time in climbing the ropes in the nearby neutral corner.  As the fans began chanting “ADONIS!  ADONIS!  ADONIS!” the Golden Warrior stood up on the top ropes, then crouched and DIVED off the ropes aiming his right elbow at JoelAlphaHunk’s solar plexus.  But the Champ was recovered enough to roll away at the last moment.  AchillesAdonis SLAMMED into the mat shaking the ring.  His muscled body flopped around the ring from the violent impact.  JAH rose unsteadily by the ropes.  Then he heard Patroclus’s meek voice “It’s not here.  The retarius isn’t under the ring where I stashed it!”  Joel looked over at Rodrigo who was smiling.  

The Champ grinned back and suddenly had an idea.  He slowly peeled down his red Speedos as the crowd roared to life on his side, chanting, “JAH!  JAH!  JAH!”  His 9” uncut cock sprang free.  It was impressively erect.  A string of pre-cum dripped from the swollen head.  Achilles had stopped flopping around the canvass and now stared up at the big black cock.  Before he could react, the Champ came up behind him and shoved his blonde head through the leg holes of his red Speedos.  He then began choking Achilles’ with the Speedos, causing the Blonde Warrior to gasp and wheeze “AAAGGGGGHHHH!”

He yanked Achilles to his feet by the makeshift Speedo noose and pulled him to the nearby ropes.  His hard cock bounced as he moved and more pre-cum droplets hit the mat.  The fans who had been chanting “ADONIS!” were now yelling “HANG THE BITCH!”  AchillesAdonis’s face was turning red.  He believed in karma and worried that what had gone around was about to come around.  He was only surprised it might happen so quickly.  The Cocky Bi-Curious Wrestler frantically tried to get his hands between the red Speedos and his neck.  Too late.  JAH TWISTED the Speedos hard and FLIPPED the Blonde Muscle Boi up and over the top rope.  The crowd roared.  Karma is a bitch.

The Greek Warrior’s 5’9” body hung outside the ropes by the red Speedo wrapped around his neck.  The Champ still clung on to the Speedos and leaned back in the ring to apply maximum pressure.  Achilles’s arms and legs flailed.  His choking sounds were drowned out by the din of the frenzied crowd.  He was going down.  It was more like hubris—fitting for a Cocky Greek Warrior—than karma.  His legs slowed.  His arms fell by his side.  His head slumped.

BlackAlpha reached over the top rope and held up Achilles’s right arm.  He let it go and it fell down.  PLOP!  He did it again and another PLOP!  Finally a third time.  PLOP!  The Ebony Stud motioned for the bell.  DING!  DING!  DING!

JoelAlphaHunk grinned victoriously and let go of the red Speedos.  He watched sculpted body of AchillesAdonis, the Blonde Warrior, slide off the apron onto the padded floor.  He was face down.  His bare ass cheeks in the black jock pointed skyward.  “Such a fine ass!” the Champ growled.  He saw that Daddy Dom Sal and Patroclus were paralyzed in their Achilles’s corner.  He ordered them “GET TO THE FUCKING LOCKER ROOM IF YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOOD FOR YOU JOBBERS!”  

DaddyRodrigo approached Joel from behind.  “I have something for you Champ!”  Expecting to see his TSWF title belt, JAH turned to see DR holding out the retarius, the golden weighted net.  “You’re a fucking lifesaver DR!” exclaimed Joel as he embraced his Manager.  He took the heavy net over to the ropes.  Like a fisherman casting a net overboard, the Champ flung the net over the Blonde Muscle Boy’s KO’d body.  He vaulted over the top rope and jumped from the apron down to the floor.  Joel quickly rolled Achilles’s body into the net and tied it shut.

Suddenly, there was a roar of a motorcycle and the spotlight moved to the top of the ramp where none other than bare-chested BlackAlpha sat on a Harley.  He drove down the ramp and came around to where JoelAlphaHunk stood over Achilles’s netted body.  “All yours Champ!” said BA as he got off the motorbike.  “Thanks Champ!” said JAH in a nod of respect.  He added “I’ve been reading up on my Greek history.  After Achilles slayed Hector, in retaliation for Hector’s killing of his best friend and lover Patroclus, Achilles used his chariot to drag the dead Hector’s body by his heels.  Well, maybe this is Hector’s revenge!”  

Still naked and hard as a rock, Joel bent down and attached a rope from the Harley with two large hooks to the retarius’s netting.  Just then he noticed the Golden Boy was waking up.  “What…what?… where am I?” he said groggily.  JAH flashed another grin and hopped on the motorcycle.  He hollered, “YOU’VE BEEN…NETTED BITCH!”  DaddyRodrigo mounted the back seat of the Harley and put his arms around the Champ’s sweaty mid-torso.  

JoelAlphaHunk gunned the engine and began driving the bike around the ring on the padded floor.  The Golden Boy’s muscled body tumbled inside the net like clothes in a dryer as it was dragged behind the Harley.  Joel did one victory lap and decided to take another to the delight of the crowd.  “FUCK, FUCK, PLEASE, PLEASE, I SUBMIT, I SUBMIT!  I GIVVEEEEEEEEE!!!” screamed the Soon-to-be-Fucked Blonde Wrestler as his body was dragged mercilessly around the floor.

After lap three, Joel turned the bike onto the arena ramp and drove up it towards the curtains.  He flashed his biggest grin yet as he drove through the curtains to the locker room.  The last thing the audience saw was the Helpless Muscle Boy entangled in the golden weighted net being dragged through the same curtains.

Dandy Dawson clapped loudly along with the Bay Ridge fans.  What a show!  The Champ had done a masterful job of turning the tables on the Arrogant Adonis.  And he was the first TSWF Champ since VinnyMuscleStallion to defend his title successfully.  The announcer advised the crowd “STAY IN YOUR SEATS, THE ENTERTAINMENT PORTION OF OUR SHOW IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!”

(To be continued.)