Alpha Battle: Brutus v. The Freak v. AsianMuscleGod

Chapter Two

Testing The AsianMuscleGod

CRACK!  WHAP!  “Aaaggghhhh!”  “SUBMIT BOY!” demanded Master Han Junhon as he yanked his black whip backward.  CRACK!  WHAP!  “Noooooooooooo!!!” groaned The AsianMuscleGod through his ball gag.  The Chinese-American former Champ stood 6’4” and weighed 250 pounds of pure muscle.  One spotlight in Han’s basement (more like a dungeon) was trained on his sculpted, platinum-skinned body, which was oiled from his shoulders to his bare feet.  Tanner’s arms were spread apart and his wrists manacled to a ceiling beam.  His legs were also spread apart and his ankles were manacled to bolts on the floor.  AMG's smooth 54” pecs glistened as did his 23” biceps.  With his arms raised, his hairless armpits were exposed.  His massive upper back tapered down to a 32” waist.  The Chinese-American’s 34” quads also shined and appeared to be trembling.

Master Han raised his black whip once more.  CRACK!  WHAP!  “Aaaggghhhh!”  “SUBMIT BITCH!” commanded Han again as his whip hit Wu’s lower back.  “Noooooooooo!!!” AMG yelled defiantly, as his body spasmed from the aftershocks of the whipping.  He shook his head for emphasis.  Both Han and the AsianMuscleGod were dressed only in black Speedos.  Han’s 7” uncut cock was fully erect.  He pulled his head and shaft through one of his leg holes.  AMG’s 8” uncut cock was hard, too.  His moist head had pushed through his foreskin and now jutted out above his waistband.  Han’s body was oiled up as well and he used the lubrication to stroke his cock before raising his whip one more time.

CRACK!  WHAP!  “Aaarrrggghhhh!!!” cried out the AsianMuscleGod through his gag.  Each time the whip hit his back, his shackled body arched and convulsed.  His longish black hair fell over his forehead and nearly covered his dark brown eyes.  He quietly sobbed.

“SUBMIT NOW JOBBER!” yelled Master Han.  His right hand continued to stroke his throbbing cock.  CRACK!  WHAP!  “Nooooooooooo!!!” AMG screamed.  Han grinned.  

“Good Wu Teng, very good!  You’re tough.  You’re resilient.  You’re defiant.  Just as you must be, my son, against Brutus from Brazil or Earl Gleason.”  He reached for a crank on the wall and turned it counterclockwise.  The chains binding AMG’s wrists began to loosen and Tanner slowly fell to to his knees—still whimpering from the flogging he had endured.

Master Han moved to where he stood in front of his mentee and protege.  His smooth 48” pecs and 18” biceps were nothing to sneeze at.  Still grinning, Han said “Now for your reward, my son.”  His right hand pressed the head of his hard cock against Wu’s lips.  The former Champ opened his mouth and swallowed the head of his teacher’s cock.  He twirled his tongue around the protruding helmet and tasted his Master’s pre-cum.  Then he took more of the 7” dick inside his mouth and throat.  His nose rubbed against Han’s hairless pubic area.  

AMG felt his Master’s left hand on the back of his head.  He knew this was a prelude to being skull-fucked and did not resist.  Soon his face was being yanked again and again onto the hard cock.  “Fuck yes, my son,” moaned Master Han, as he roughly rammed his cock into AMG's throat.

Handsfree AMG’s own dick dribbled white pre-cum onto the front of his black Speedo.  Han paused his face fucking, leaned down and pulled the front of Tanner’s gear down, hooking it under his smooth balls.  With his hard 8" manhood now free and swaying, the AsianMuscleGod resumed pleasuring his mentor.  “That’s it, my boy, suck your Master’s cock, take all of my hard dick!” Han entreated, “This is what you wanted and needed.”

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Later, as teacher and student showered together, Han said, “You swallowed my entire load.  Well done, Wu Teng.  Of course, this is our little secret.  You can be submissive with me but not with Hairy Brutus or The Freak.  With them, you shall be the dominant, all powerful AsianMuscleGod.  You shall reclaim your title, my son!”  Tanner Wu smiled and soaped up Han’s back, kneading his Master’s muscles as he did so.  “I know I am ready, Master,” he said, adding confidently “I did not submit despite your flogging.  I can put up with any pain Brutus or Gleason may inflict upon me.  I will not submit to either Bitch.”

“That’s my boy,” Han Junhon said admiringly.  He felt AMG’s stiff cock brush against his ass crack.   The student had recharged rather quickly.  “I want to fuck you,” purred Wu, as he began to dry hump Han while still rubbing his teacher’s shoulders.  “Not now, my son,” his teacher replied, “But I will allow you that rare honor once you’re TSWF Champ again.”  

AMG turned his Master around.  He was pleased to see that Han was hard again as well.  He wrapped his large right hand around both of their cocks.  As the warm water rained down on both men, the AsianMuscleGod stroked both heads and shafts together.  Neither would last long.  Han allowed his forehead to press into AMG’s smooth 54” pecs.  They felt like firm pillows.  “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Han sighed in pleasure.  “Cum Master, cum for me,” AMG said.  “I…I shall not last, Wu Teng,” his teacher said.  Soon, hot white cum shot upwards from the slits of their cocks, as their smooth muscled bodies spasmed into each other.

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When they had come down from their releases and finished their showers, Han said “Tomorrow in Flatbush, the world shall see you win your second Tri-State Wrestling Fed Championship!”  AMG nodded as he toweled off his ripped body.  “But Master, you haven’t told me about the call you received from Gleason’s partner, the Blonde Bodybuilder Bennett.”  “It’s best you do not know what that was about,” replied Han, “All things will become known in time.  For now, you must prepare mentally for your title match.  You must believe in your invincibility, regardless of your opponent.”  “Yes, teacher,” said the AsianMuscleGod, “I shall be ready.  I shall ascend to my rightful place as theTSWF Champ.  Neither The Freak nor The Ultimate Alpha shall defeat me.”

“I have one more test for you, my son,” Han said.  He picked up a box from the bathroom floor.  Opening it, he extracted a huge brown dildo.  “What is this?” asked AMG.  “It is a life-size replica of Hairy Brutus’s 12” cock.  The Anaconda, they call it.”  “Oh my God,” Tanner Wu said.  He could not take his eyes off the massive dildo.  “If you lose to The Ultimate Alpha, he will stuff your hole with the real thing, my son,” said the teacher.  He paused then added, “Go into my bedroom and lay down on the bed on your chest.  Spread your legs wide.  Here, take this bottle of lube with you.  We shall see if you submit when I push this Anaconda into your smooth hole.”  “But Master,” AMG protested, “Brutus will never do that because I shall win.”  “Do as I say,” Master Han said sternly, “I will fuck your hole with this dildo.  If you do not submit, I will know you are ready for your match.”

(To be continued.)