A Battle for Top: The Cortez Team vs The Davenport Team

Big Bill Takes Charge

Five more minutes passed.  After Carlos returned to the Cortez corner, Lionel had slowly stood and gone back to the Davenport corner.  He could tell his brother Bill was pissed.  Maybe that was a good thing.  Lionel, Bill and Tommy Jay had been turned into bitches by the Cortez tag team in round two.  But Bill’s face had a look of fierce determination.  He wanted to teach Luis a lesson he’d never forget.  The Punk, along with his father and uncle, had embarrassed the Davenports.  

Bill had questions about his own tag team.  Little Li had kissed him.  Kissed him!  Why hadn’t he refused Carlos’ demand?  Tommy Jay was useless in round two.  He seemed mesmerized by young Luis’s big cock.  And his son, he thought, wasn’t bi or gay.  He was straight.  Yeah, right.

Bill turned to his teammates “I got this, let me take out one of these Cortez Bitches and we’ll have our way with them!”  Lionel and TJ nodded, and Big Bill’s son said “Dad, you know we’ll have your back.  You can count on us.”

In the Cortez corner, Luis pleaded to go back into the ring, but Jorge would have none of it.  “I’m fresh and ready to go.  I’ll take out the cabron!”

Tommy Jay pulled on the ring bell.  DING!  DING!  DING!

Bill and Jorge entered the ring from opposite corners.  Bill paused a few steps from center ring and went into a crab pose, flexing his huge shoulder muscles and 53” pecs.  A professional bodybuilder, Jorge accepted the challenge.  He turned sideways, his right hand encircled his left wrist, and he flexed his glistening left tricep into a perfect horseshoe.  But Jorge couldn’t take his eyes off the black muscle stud.  Luis’s uncle felt his 9” uncut cock swelling in his poser.  Big Bill was truly big in all the right places.  The officer could see the front of Jorge’s poser starting to tent and smirked.  “Getting hard, Bitch?” he snickered.

The two men moved towards each other and Bill raised his arms revealing the cropped black hair in his pits.  He offered a test of strength to the Latino bodybuilder.  Both Alphas were 235 pounds, but Bill was two inches taller at 6’4”.  Jorge started to raise his arms showing his smooth oily pits. 

Just as their hands were about to engage, the officer ducked low and quickly circled behind Jorge.  He wrapped his huge forearms around the bodybuilder’s lower torso and pulled him into a REVERSE BEAR HUG.  “Nnnnggghhhh!” grunted Jorge as his arms flailed.  Officer Bill lifted Jorge’s feet off the ground and shook the Latino bodybuilder’s body right and left, manhandling Luis’s uncle.

“Let’s go for a fucking ride!” Bill exclaimed into Jorge’s right ear.  The officer threw his body backwards, taking Jorge’s body with him.  The Latino bodybuilder’s upper back SLAMMED onto the canvass.  BAM!  “Uuuuggghhhh!” yelled Jorge.  Bill did not let go of Jorge’s body.  He stood back up taking the Latino muscle hunk with him and once again snapped backwards SMASHING Jorge’s shoulders on the mat in a second GERMAN SUPLEX!  BAM!  “Uuuuggghhhh!  Big Bill released Jorge this time and he flopped onto his chest.  His muscular body twitched uncontrollably from the aftershocks of the suplexes.  His white poser-covered ass cheeks jiggled.

Bill got to his feet and fisted Jorge’s black hair.  He dragged the Latino bodybuilder to his feet.  He could see Jorge was unsteady with unfocused eyes.  His bell had been rung.  Bill cupped the back of Jorge’s head and pressed his face into the sweat-filled valley between the officer’s mountainous 53” pecs.  “There, there, Jobber Bitch,” Bill murmured.  “Oooohhhhhhh,” moaned Jorge, distracted by the officer’s massive chest.  With his right hand, the officer moved Jorge’s face to his right pec.  His left hand slipped around the bodybuilder’s back and grabbed the waistband of his poser.  Bill yanked upwards giving Jorge a big wedgie!  Tommy Jay shouted from the corner “Fuck yeah, Dad, floss the Bitch’s ass!”  “Nnnggghhh!” groaned Jorge but his mouth began to open around Bill’s right nipple.  “No fucking way!” the officer said, then SLAMMED his right knee up into Jorge’s poser pouch.  SQUISH!  “Aaaarrrrrgggghhhhh!” Luis’s uncle screamed in agony as he fell to his knees holding his balls.  “I didn’t say you could do that, Bitch!” barked Big Bill.

The muscle bound black officer kicked Jorge onto his chest.  THUD!  The Latino bodybuilder’s brown ass was almost fully exposed from the wedgie.  Bill leaned down, grabbed Jorge’s black hair and again dragged him to his feet.  This time he scooped Jorge’s body up against his ebony chest then, in a show of strength, pressed his body upwards and above Bill’s head.  Both Lionel and Tommy Jay cheered from the Davenport corner as they watched Bill GORILLA PRESS the Latino bodybuilder with seeming ease.  Holding Jorge’s glistening muscled body aloft, Bill strutted around the ring until he was close to the Cortez corner.  Both Carlos and Luis had looks of both concern and amazement.

Jorge started pleading “Please, please man, put me down!” and Bill grinned.  “Ask Bitch and you shall receive!” he said then flung Jorge’s body over the top ropes and right at Carlos.   As Jorge crashed into his brother, both men toppled off the apron onto the floor.  KER-SPLAT!  

Luis looked down at his dad and uncle in a heap on the floor then back up at Bill.  “I want the fucking Punk!” Big Bill said, pointing right at Luis.  The teen bodybuilder wasn’t about to show any fear.  He smirked “Papi, you want me?  Are you sure, pandejo?  You gonna regret it!  Gonna make you my Puta!”  He jumped over the top rope.  His feet hit the canvass a few feet from Big Bill.

Luis palmed his big pouch, then raised his arms and beckoned the officer towards him.  Bill moved forward and raised his arms, offering to lock up collar and elbow with the teen bodybuilder.  As Lionel shouted “Take out the Punk!” Big Bill dropped his arms and dove low—wrapping his arms around Luis’s quads and knocking him backwards onto his back.  THUD! 

Before the Latino bodybuilder could react, Bill had grabbed each of Luis’s ankles and stood back up.  He looked down at the 18-year old muscle stud, spread the teen’s legs apart and placed his right dark blue boot on the front of Luis’ poser.  

“No, Papi, no!” pleaded the Latino bodybuilder, suddenly with a worried expression on his face.  But Bill stepped right onto Luis’s package—putting the full weight of his 235 pounds on the Latino’s prodigious manhood.  “Ayyyyy…Fuuuccckkk!” hollered Luis as his creamy upper body writhed on the mat.

Bill finally stepped back off and released Luis’s legs.  The Latino’s hands immediately covered his wounded package.  Big Bill sat down straddling Luis’s head.  He wrapped his 34” quads around Luis’s neck then, grabbing the younger man’s curly black hair, pulled the back of his head into the officer’s crotch.  Luis once again felt Bill’s semi-hard 9.5” cut cock and balls except this time they pressed against the back of his head.  They pressed hard enough that Luis could also feel Bill’s metal cock ring. 

Bill’s quads held Luis in place.  The officer then rolled his body so both he and Luis ended up on their chests.  Bill lifted his quads then SLAMMED the pretty muscle boy’s face into the mat.  BAM!  “Ugh!”  He did it twice more—BAM!  “Ugh!”  BAM!  “Ugh!’—before rolling both their bodies once more so they ended up on their backs.

Cocky Luis was plainly dazed.  He lay on his back groaning as Big Bill stood up.  The officer saw that Carlos and Jorge had climbed back onto the apron in their corner.  He lifted his muscled arms and double bi-flexed at them.  “Your Punk boy is going down, Bitches!” he taunted.  He dropped his pose and reached down to scoop up Luis’s leanly muscled body against his mid-torso.  He then dropped to one knee, extended the other, and dropped Luis’s package directly on the extended knee.  SQUISH!  “AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!”  After bouncing off Big Bill’s knee, the teen bodybuilder rolled back and forth on the mat, holding his pouch.  His eyes were watering with pain as the black police officer took him to school.

Big Bill grabbed Luis’s curly black hair and dragged the teen bodybuilder to the ropes adjacent to the Davenport corner.  He pushed Luis to his knees then quickly tied the cocky Latino's arms into the top and middle ropes.  Bill formed a claw with his right hand and attacked Luis’ poser-covered balls, squeezing and twisting.  The Latino screamed “Aaaagggghhhhh!!!”  Luis’s pouch was still wet and sticky with his cum from his forced orgasm.  Bill let go but wiped his damp hand across Luis’s face, saying “Taste your load, Bitch!”

He looked at Lionel and said “Stretch the Punk out, Little Li.”  His brother nodded and immediately moved behind Luis on the apron.  He cupped his hands around the bodybuilder’s throat and bent his head back forcing the Luis to arch his back in the ropes.  “Uuuggghhhh!”  Bill saw his son Tommy Jay watching intently.  The younger officer’s 8” cut cock was obviously hard as a rock in his dark blue Speedo.  The police badge covering his package tented outward. 

Little Li let go of Luis’s throat and his body bounced up and down still tangled in the ropes.  Big Bill said “You thought you could take me down, Punk, but look at you now.  Nothing but my Bitch all tied up in the ropes!”  

(To be continued.)