Alpha Battle: Brutus v. The Freak v. AsianMuscleGod

Chapter Four

The First Match:  Brutus from Brazil v Earl Gleason 

DING!  DING!  DING!

Earl ‘The Freak’ Gleason raised both arms and flexed his biceps at Brutus from Brazil who stood at center ring.  The Black Bodybuilder moved out from his corner.  He raised his muscled arms as he approached the Hairy Giant.  Brutus snorted once more.  It was almost as if he didn’t take The Freak seriously.  As the Brazilian Behemoth raised his arms, Gleason darted right around him, wrapping his arms around Brutus’s hairy mid-section.  He pulled him upwards into a REVERSE BEAR HUG, squeezing with all his might.

Gleason then threw his body backwards, taking his 6’7” 280 pound opponent with him.  BAM!  “UGH!” Brutus’s upper back slammed into the canvass, shaking the ring violently and stunning the fans.  Ring announcer Vern Wonder exclaimed “What a German Suplex!!!”

Earl jumped back up and immediately aimed his right elbow.  He pounced onto the Hairy Giant, landing his ELBOW DROP on Brutus’s lower abs.  THUD!  “UGH!”  The Freak was back up fast, aiming his elbow again before thwacking the Brazilian’s gut with a second elbow drop!  The crowd was buzzing now.  Most had seemed to root for Brutus but were amazed by Gleason’s quick start, not expecting the Black Bodybuilder to gain the early advantage.  Silver-haired Dandy Dawson was grimacing as he sat next to the black reporter Cedric and his goons JackedStud and RedDante.

Gleason rose fast again, then leapt up and landed a massive LEG DROP on the Brazilian’s hairy 55” pecs.  Brutus’s massive frame quivered.  Earl got back up and double bi-flexed above him as a few in the audience chanted “FREAK!  FREAK!  FREAK!”  Bennett yelled “Don’t let up!” from the corner.  Earl mouthed “Never,” and reached down.  He fisted Brutus’s black man bun and yanked his body upwards.  Earl pulled the Hairy Giant into a FRONT FACING HEADLOCK.  Then holding him tightly, The Freak SLAMMED his right knee upwards into Brutus’s abdomen.  BAM!  “OOF!”  The knee rocketed Brutus off his feet momentarily.  As soon as he landed, Earl SLAMMED his knee into the Brazilian’s gut again.  BAM!  “OOF!”  Gleason released the headlock and Brutus fell to his knees, gasping for air.

“Not so cocky now, eh?” said The Freak as he looked down on the woozy Brazilian.  The Hairy Giant’s green eyes were not focusing.  Earl felt his 9.5” Destroyer cock hardening and he cupped the back of Brutus’s head and pressed his face into his white Speedo-covered crotch.  “Yeah, this is what you want, Bitch, isn’t it?  They all do!” Earl taunted.  But remembering how their last match ended—with Brutus’s teeth clamped onto Gleason’s balls—The Freak SHOVED the Hairy Giant backwards onto his back.  THUD!

Gleason grabbed Brutus’s ankles and pulled his body towards his corner.  As the Brazilian Behemoth moaned, Earl positioned his body about ten feet from the ring post.  He dropped Brutus’s ankles and went to the corner, climbing onto the middle rope.  Facing outward, he fist pumped the fans, which roared their approval and chanted “FREAK!”  Gleason flexed his 52” smooth pecs, one after the other, responding to the adulation.  

The Black Bodybuilder then moved up onto the top rope.  He stood up and turned around.  He was surprised to see the Hairy Giant struggling to his feet.  But the Brazilian still appeared unsteady.  Earl was a big man in his own right—6’4” and 240 pounds—but also quite acrobatic.  He flashed a big grin then jumped upwards, doing a front flip, aiming to smash the Hairy Giant back onto the canvass in a MOONSAULT.  But as he came out of the flip, he felt his body being caught and captured by two massive hairy arms.  Just as quickly Brutus twirled around and BODY SLAMMED Earl into the mat.  BOOM!  “UGH!”  Vern Wonder nearly shouted into his mic “THE FREAK CAUGHT AND BODY SLAMMED!” 

The Brazilian immediately rolled off Gleason’s body.  Leaning down, he grabbed Earl’s neck and yanked him onto his feet.  Then his hands surrounded Gleason’s right forearm.  Brutus turned his body fast and WHIPPED Gleason into the nearby corner, SLAMMING his back into the top turnbuckle.  CLANG!  “UGH!”  Brutus advanced quickly on Gleason—this time grabbing his left forearm—and once more WHIPPED the Black Bodybuilder across the ring where his back CRASHED again into the top turnbuckle.  CLANG!  “UGH!”  

Dandy Dawson and Cedric were on their feet in the front row as the promoter shouted “FUCK YES!  MAKE THAT BITCH YOUR RAG DOLL!!!”  The Flatbush audience began to applaud the Brazilian Heel and chant his name.  Gleason looked stunned as his muscled legs almost gave out underneath him.  He held onto the top ropes on both sides of the ring post, trying to steady himself while watching Brutus warily.  But the relentless Hairy Giant was on him quickly.  Yet again, he grabbed Earl’s right forearm and swiveled fast, rocketing Gleason across the ring, sending his battered back into the top turnbuckle.  CLANG!  “UGH!”  This time the Brazilian ran towards the corner and SMASHED all 280 pounds into the bewildered Black Bodybuilder.  BAM!  “AAGGHH!”

As Brutus stepped back, the crowd could see Earl Gleason had been pancaked in the corner and was reeling.  The Freak stumbled forward a few steps then FACE PLANTED on the canvas, with his legs kicking into the mat, more reflexively than intentionally.  Dandy Dawson raised his arms in victory.  “TAKE HIM OUT!!!” the promoter ordered from his seat.

Brutus nodded at his boss.  He pulled out his man bun, freeing his long black curls.  Snorting, Brutus looked back to see a worried Gary Bennett in Gleason’s corner and drew his right hand across his throat, mimicking the Blonde Bodybuilder’s pre-match taunt.  Reaching down and grabbing Earl’s head, the Hairy Giant yanked Gleason onto all fours.  He pulled his head between his massive quads and squeezed in a STANDING HEAD SCISSORS.  Earl’s eyes bulged as he gasped for air.  His hands pawed uselessly at the sides of the Hairy Giant’s legs.

The Brazilian snorted, “You nothing but my Bitch now!”  He leaned down and wrapped his arms around Earl’s lower abs, then hoisted the 240 pound Black Bodybuilder upwards until he was perched on Brutus’s shoulders.  The Hairy Giant inhaled Gleason’s musk as his face pressed into the pouch of Earl’s white Speedo.  Then Brutus SLAMMED Gleason’s upper back down in a massive POWERBOMB.  BOOM!  As the fans went wild, Earl flopped helplessly around the canvas at Brutus’s feet.  The Hairy Giant adjusted his semi-hard Anaconda in his black Speedo.  

He leaned down and grabbed Gleason’s head then yanked his frame up against his hairy abs.  Brutus twisted Gleason’s body until he hung upside down with his legs rising above the Brazilian’s shoulders.  The crowd chanted “PILE DRIVER!” and Brutus grinned.  With his right hand, he pulled out the front of his Speedo and stuffed Gleason’s face inside.  The Black Bodybuilder in darkness was overwhelmed by the Hairy Giant’s masculine scent.  His eyes, nose and mouth were pressed against the length and girth of the hardening Anaconda, surrounded by sweaty black fur.

Brutus then dropped to his knees, SMASHING Earl’s Speedo-covered head into the canvass.  BAM!  The force of the impact shot Gleason out of the Speedo.  But he was nearly unconscious at center ring.  His muscled body twitched.  His partner Bennett looked crestfallen.  Brutus was intent not only on winning but destroying Earl.

“That’s my boy!” yelled Dandy Dawson.  The reporter Cedric leaned over to him and said, “Any chance I could face fuck my step uncle again?”  The TSWF promoter laughed, “Or possibly fuck his hole alongside Brutus?”  

The Hairy Giant dragged Gleason to the ropes.  He pulled up his arms and tied them between the top and middle ropes, leaving the Black Bodybuilder on his knees.  In a sing song tone, the fans were chanting “BRUTAL BRUTUS!”  The Heel reared back and sent a powerful punch into Earl’s right cheek then his left one.  POW!  POW!  The Freak’s head was bowed.  His eyes were closed.  Spittle dripped from the corners of his mouth.

The Brazilian Behemoth reached inside his black Speedo and pulled out his Anaconda.  The fans went crazy as they saw the 12” cock, now more than half hard.  Brutus held the base and swatted Earl’s face, letting his pre-cum sprinkle onto Gleason’s nose and cheeks.  The Heel heard the fans buzzing.  Shouts of “WATCH OUT!” rang out.  Brutus wasn’t sure what was going on.  He turned away from the kneeling Gleason back towards center ring and came face-to-face with Master Han. 

The AsianMuscleGod’s teacher had puffy cheeks.  A few in the audience yelled “NOOOOOOO!!!”  But it was too late.  Han opened his mouth and blew hard.  A huge cloud of green mist enveloped Brutus.  Immediately he became dizzy and gasped for air.  Some chemical in the mist caused him to fall to his knees before Han.  THUD!  His eyes rolled backwards and he face planted at the teacher’s feet.  SPLAT!

As Vern Wonder said into his mic “What a turn of events, gents!”  Dandy Dawson sneered, “What the fuck!”  He turned to Jacked Stud and RedDante and was about to bark out orders.  But Han Junhon had already slid under the bottom rope on the far side of the ring.  Gary Bennett moved from the corner and inched his way along the apron.  Standing behind Gleason, he untied his partner’s arms from the ropes.  The Black Bodybuilder slowly rose and shook his head.  He had seen Hairy Giant go down.  Before him lay Brutus on his chest barely moving.

The crowd had been stunned into silence but now reawakened with some hollering “FREAK!  FREAK!”  Moving around to the Brazilian’s head, Gleason leaned down and grabbed the long black curls.  He dragged the Hairy Giant upwards until he was wobbling on his feet.  His Anaconda had softened and dangled down over the waistband of his Speedo.  Suddenly spinning around 360 degrees, Earl sent a SUPER KICK into the Brazilian’s jaw.  THWACK!  Brutus teetered and tottered on his feet.  Gleason wasted no time in spinning around once more, landing another SUPER KICK, this time against the side of the Hairy Giant’s head.  The impact SLAMMED Brutus back onto his chest on the canvas.  Gleason kicked his obliques, rolling the twitching Brazilian Behemoth onto his back.

Dawson and Cedric couldn’t believe their eyes.  They along with the crowd watched as the Black Bodybuilder mounted the ropes in the corner.  Once again, Gleason stood up on the top rope.  With the fans yelling “MOONSAULT!” he crouched then leapt of the ropes, flipping his 240 pound body in mid-air and SPLASHING into Brutus’s chest.  KER-SPLAT!  The Brazilian’s body went completely limp.  Gleason straddled his hairy chest.  

The guest referee BlackAlpha approached.  Alternating his hands, The Freak began to slap the canvas as the former Champ counted.  BAM!  "1!"  BAM!  "2!"  BAM!  "3!"  BAM!  "4!"  BAM!  "5!”  The fans now chimed in along with BlackAlpha.  BAM!  "6!"  BAM!  "7!"  BAM!  "8!"  BAM!  "9!"  BAM!  The Ebony Hero paused for dramatic effect, then shouted "10!”  DING!  DING!  DING! 

Earl rose up and BlackAlpha raised his right arm in victory as Vern Wonder shouted “HERE’S YOUR WINNER, BY A KNOCKOUT, EARL ‘THE FREAK’ GLEASON!!!”  The crowd roared drowning out some fans who were chanting “CHEATER!  CHEATER!”

Master Han had taken his seat next to the AsianMuscleGod who smiled at his teacher.  “Well done, Master!”  “Let’s go, my son,” Han urged, “It is time to warm up before your Championship match against The Freak.”

As they left their seats, a spotlight shone on the curtains at the top of the ramp way.  Suddenly, two men in black suits walked through them.  They were carrying the front of a wood contraption in the shape of a half oval.  Two more men in black suits emerged holding the back of the contraption.  A fifth man in a matching black suit followed the four men.  He held a large black bag. 

As the men marched down the ramp way, everyone could see the foursome was carrying a torture rack with a crank on the side.  There were straps on each side of the rack.  Gary Bennett entered the ring, hugging The Freak and saying “This is my handiwork handsome!”  They watched with the fans as the four men walked up the metal steps of the ring and lifted the torture rack over the ropes.  They set it down inside the ring near where Hairy Brutus lay on his back, with his 12" dick dangling over the waistband of his black Speedo, still asleep, unaware of his destruction.

(To be continued.)