Alpha Battle: Brutus v. The Freak v. AsianMuscleGod
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Chapter Seven
Debut of the AsianTitanBull
When Dandy Dawson told me about his “back-up” plan in case the AsianMuscleGod won the Tri-State Wrestling Fed championship, I told him “Fair dinkum, mate. I’m all in!” There’s nothing I like better than taking on a big, cocky Alpha and systematically dismantling and fucking them in the squared ring. That’s how I had made my mark in my native Australia. And this supposed Alpha Wu Teng is no different. I’ll own the Bitch.
Everyone in the gay fighting scene underestimates me. I’m leanly muscled and, well, small compared to some of the wrestling giants. I’m 5’11” and 200 pounds. I have short black hair and, I have to say, a handsome face. While I’m lean, I have impressive 46” pecs thanks to my lifting regimen. I have 18” biceps, a 32” waist and 33” quads. My feet are 46 (or size 11 in the USA). I also have nice thick patches of black armpit and pubic hair, which I keep cropped. I don’t really get wrestlers like Wu Teng who shave those areas.
My ring name is the AsianTitanBull. It was given to me by a fighting promoter in Sydney named Gerald. I’m Chinese-Australian by birth, hence “Asian.” I’m aggressive as fuck in the ring, hence “Bull.” And I have, it must be said, a huge cock. It’s 12” of uncut meat and 7” thick, hence “Titan.” The veins running through my shaft pulse when I’m hard and horny. Gerald arranges matches for me against much bigger muscle studs. They always fail to take me seriously and, invariably, they end up with my titanic dick in their jobber holes.
Truth be told, I’m not a wrestler at all. By training, I’m a boxer and kickboxer. I know a few chokeholds, but I’d be in trouble if a bigger wrestler got me on the canvass. But that never happens. My would-be dominators never know what’s hit them. They assume I’ll wrestle them but a barrage of jabs, crosses, hooks, uppercuts and kicks soon disabuse them of the notion. They usually fold like a house of cards and submit to my will unconditionally.
I had been watching tonight’s matches in the Flatbush Arena. All the muscle hunks other than Master Han were bigger than me, but I had no doubt I’d demolish each one given the chance. I had studied up on the AsianMuscleGod and his teacher. At 6’4” and 250 pounds, Wu Teng is a powerful Alpha and an undeniable force in the ring (even if he won the TSWF title thanks to former Champ BlackAlpha—and jeez what got into BA?).
But anyone who follows the TSWF knows that AMG has a submissive, and some would say, feminine side. It has surfaced a few times such as in these past stories:
https://www.gaydemon.com/stories/How_to_Mind_Fuck_Your_Opponent_37850.html
https://www.gaydemon.com/stories/PostMatch_Locker_Room_Addendum_37726.html
One way to bring out that side of the AsianMuscleGod is to pretend to submit to his will. Fuck that. Just not my thing. The other way is to destroy his will. I know he will not be prepared for the onslaught of his wrestling career. It will be a demolition the likes of which has not been seen in any TSWF match. Just thinking about it has my monster cock swelling up in my bright blue Speedo backstage. On the pouch of my tenting Speedo is, of course, a golden bull’s head, complete with horns. I love how I look in my gear.
I wait backstage at the Flatbush Arena. I hear the boos and jeers of the crowd after BlackAlpha cheats and the AsianMuscleGod KOs Earl “The Freak” Gleason in a Dragon Sleeper. Then I hear the fans booing during Wu Teng’s humiliation of Gleason in ‘stakes” followed by louder ones as Dandy Dawson tries to explain he was not responsible for the former Champ’s interference. But finally, after Dandy mentions AMG’s need to fight another match tonight and my name, the crowd goes wild. I will not disappoint them!
Just then I hear the ring announcer, Vern Wonder, say “HERE TONIGHT—FOR HIS DEBUT IN THE TSWF SQUARED RING…LETS ALL GIVE A HEARTY ‘G’DAY’ TO THE ASIAN TITAN BULL!!!” I clap my hands and burst through the curtains. A spotlight hits me at the top of the ramp way. Despite the bright light, I can see fans have jumped to their feet. They are energetically applauding, and many are chanting “ATB! ATB! ATB!” I grin widely and, to even louder cheers, point at my tenting package with the golden bull. I begin to strut down the ramp way. My pouch jiggles up and down with each step, weighted down by my massive manhood. I inch the front of my waistband down to tantalize the adoring crowd. I pull it just low enough to reveal my black pubic hair.
Down in the ring, I see the AsianMuscleGod in his black Speedo with his teacher Master Han standing beside him and holding his black whip. If—or I should say when—Han tries to interfere, he will regret it. Dandy Dawson and Vern Wonder are also in the ring waiting for my arrival. I continue marching down the ramp way, waving to the Flatbush crowd.
As I arrive at the ringside, I can see smug looks on the faces of AMG and Han. Perfect, I think, another opponent and his coach underestimating the AsianTitanBull. I walk up the steps to the ring. I overhear Han Junhon tell AMG, “Don’t worry, my son. You shall destroy this foreign jobber and breed his hole!” Wu Teng nods but I can see him glancing at my prodigious bulge. The Bitch is definitely concerned even if he doesn’t show it.
I step between the top and middle ropes and walk to center ring. Dandy nods at me with a knowing grin. He has set a trap for his new Champ. Then the silver-haired promoter removes his suit jacket, tie and shirt. He reveals a leanly muscled and smooth body. A few whistles can be heard in the audience. Dawson removes his shoes, slacks and socks and stands before us in his silver Speedo. I know from TSWF videos he has a perfectly shaped 7.5” cut cock. Maybe he wants to get in on ‘stakes’. Dawson calls us together.
“Ok, Champ,” he says, putting his hand on the AsianMuscleGod’s left shoulder, “And Bull. This is a title bout, no holds barred. One fall, by KO or an ‘accepted’ submission. I’ll referee this match because BlackAlpha is off fucking Earl Gleason in the locker room.”
Just then the TV monitors above the ring come to life and we all stare for a few moments at the orgy in the locker room. Sure enough, the Ebony Heel is drilling Earl with his 9” cut cock. The Freak lies on his back with his muscled quads in the air. RedDante is kneeling at Earl’s head and is stuffing his beer can of cock into Gleason’s mouth. The fans go wild at the scene. Then the camera moves to the right and shows Jacked Stud, the Blonde Tarzan, fucking Gary Bennett doggy style with his 10” cut cock. The olive-skinned VinnyMuscleStallion is swatting Gary’s face with his baseball bat of an 8” cut cock. Then he rams it into The Tank’s throat. Poor Earl and Gary failed again to avenge their prior humiliations at the hands of Dawson. Now they are nothing but Bitches in heat.
The TV monitors fade to black. “Ok, back to your corners,” orders Dawson. Master Han leads AMG to his corner as I walk backwards to mine. We wait for the bell to ring. I palm my bulge. My Titan Cock remains semi-hard. As Wu Teng will discover, my stamina is unbelievable.
DING! DING! DING!
Both the AsianMuscleGod and I move forward. He is a handsome muscle stud with his broad shoulders, huge pecs and v-shaped torso. He looks at me then the pouch of my blue Speedos. I see movement in the front of his black Speedo. I imagine his 8” uncut cock is coming to life. All my opponents get horned up when they see my bulge.
As we approach each other, Tanner lifts his arms, stupidly assuming the two of us will lock up collar and elbow. I surprise him by assuming a fighting stance. He gives me a quizzical look. He’s unsure of my intentions. I dart forward and send a fast jab to his right pec—POW! “UGH!”—then hit his right obliques with a cross, WHACK! “UGH!” He lets down his arms and guard, and I send another right jab, this time to the side of face. POW! “UGH!” AMG stumbles sideways.
The Chinese-American stud tries to get away from me, but I move back in with multi-punch combo. I hit him with a left jab in his abdomen. POW! “OOF!” He bends forward reflexively and I send a European uppercut into his chin. BOOM! “UGH!” He falls backward onto his ass, and the crowd cheers wildly and chants “BULL! BULL! BULL!”
I look down on him and laugh. Then I double bi-flex, showing off my defined 18” ceps and black armpit hair. SNAP! CRACK! “Aaaaggghhh!” I hadn’t paid attention to Master Han, but I turn to see him holding his black whip. “A little early to interfere, isn’t it?” I say before lunging forward. Han is surprised and within seconds I have wrested the whip from his right hand. I raise it, snap it and bring it down on Han’s left shoulder. “AAGGHH!” He puts his hands up, as if that might protect him, and slowly tries to back away.
I hear the AsianMuscleGod struggling to get to his feet. Han has bought him a short reprieve. “Get the fuck out of my ring,” I order AMG’s teacher and he obeys, sliding between the ropes and back onto the apron in Wu’s corner. I hand the whip to Dawson and say “Please feel free to whip the fucker if he tries anything!” Dandy smiles.
My opponent is on his feet. I can tell he’s a little groggy from our first interaction. He looks quite angry and begins to lumber towards me. But he has no plan and I assume my fighting stance again. I bounce from foot to foot, which makes my monster cock bounce too. He gets distracted by it and I send back-to-back jabs into his mid-section. POW! “OOF!” POW! “OOF!” Time to get my kicks in as well. I slam by right foot into his left thigh. THWACK! “AGH!” And I follow that with my left foot into his right hamstring. THWACK! “UGH!” I spin my lean body, turning into a human whirlwind and let my trailing right foot CRASH into AMG’s left temple. He goes down like a sack of potatoes. The fans roar and chant “ATB! ATB! ATB!” AMG isn’t KO’d. But he’s seeing a bunch of stars.
I parade around the ring with my arms raised triumphantly. This is too easy. The AsianMuscleBitch (my new name for the soon-to-be-former-Champ) gets onto his knees then onto all fours. I can’t resist and send my right foot up into his solar plexus. THUD! “UGH!” The force sends his whole upwards for a brief moment then he pancakes back on the canvass.
I reach down and grab the back of his black Speedo and peel it down his glutes and hamstrings. His smooth round ass comes into view and my massive cock responds by straining against the fabric of my blue Speedo. I leave the black gear around his calves then lean down and spank his ass three times with the fans laughing and counting. WHAP! “UGH!” “1!” WHAP! “UGH! “2!” WHAP! “UGH!” “3!” I can’t resist two more! WHAP! “UGH!” “4!” WHAP! “UGH! “5!” Dandy Dawson offers me the whip but I decline.
I pull off the black Speedo, leaving the Champ entirely naked on his chest. He again struggles to get up on his knees. I face him and palm the front of my bulge. I reach inside my Speedo and feel my swollen moist tip. I can’t wait to fuck the former Champ, but he must submit to me multiple times before I give him the pummeling of his fucking life.
Reaching down, I fist his long black curls and pull his face into my tenting crotch. I let him inhale a real Alpha’s masculine scent combined with the aroma of my pre-cum. His cock responds almost immediately, rising upwards until the head is near his belly button.
Behind me I hear the whip SNAP! And CRACK! I look around and see that Dawson has used it on Master Han’s back, keeping the cheating teacher in AMG’s corner. Then I hear two clicks and see that Dawson has handcuffed Han to the ring post. Nice work, Dandy.
I hear soft moans from Wu Teng as he allows me to rub my bulging pouch against his face. His submissive side has come out. He’s truly putty in my hands now. I have half a mind to face fuck him there and then. I banish that thought and yank him by his hair up onto his feet. I apply a front facing headlock (one of the few wrestling moves I know). Then I slam my right knee up into AMG’s abs. BOOM! “OOF!” The big pretty boi’s body lifts off the ground. I maintain the headlock and slam my knee upwards again. BOOM! “OOF!” Again, all 6’4” 250 pounds of useless muscle lifts off the canvas. I release my hold and the AsianMuscleBitch crashes to the mat. He’s gasping for air and holding his abdomen.
I don’t let him take a breather. I shove him onto his chest and dive on top his broad back. I wrap my right arm around his neck and throat and roll us over. Now I’m underneath him choking him. My legs grapevine his, holding him firmly in place. I taunt “How’s this feel, AsianMuscleBitch?” A few in the crowd pick up on my new nickname and chant “AMB!” My 12” Titan Cock is rock hard and pushing into Tanner’s bare crack. Too bad I’m still wearing my blue Speedo. Otherwise, I’d probably penetrate his hairless hole.
I’ve got my chokehold locked on tight and I could put this pretty boi to sleep but that would spoil the fun. I’m about to move on when he frantically taps my right arm. The Bitch is submitting. I sneer into his left ear, “Not accepted Jobber!” and the fans go wild. I can see a look of horror on Master Han’s face as he watches his pupil getting demolished.
I release my chokehold, shove Wu Teng off my body, and jump back up. I start bouncing again from foot to foot. My thick cock tents out my Speedo obscenely. I’m ready to show off and peel it down my quads and calves. As the massive tool springs free above my trimmed black pubes, the crowd collectively gasps. They knew it was big but not that big!
“Get up, Bitch!” I demand and see Wu staring at my 12” monster and its 7” thickness. He was worried before. Now he’s panicked. I demand again that he stand up. He slowly gets on all fours and rises. I hop back a step then slam my right foot into his left thigh. WHACK! “UGH!” Another hop back and I slam my left foot high into his right shoulder. “BAM!” “UGH!” That one has him staggering backwards. AMB’s not doing anything to protect his face or body. As I move forward, he moves backward to my corner. When I’ve got him up against the turnbuckles, I send a barrage of punches into his gut. POW! “OOF!” POW! “OOF!” POW! “OOF!” POW! “OOF!” POW! “OOF!” With each punch, I can feel his hard abs begin to soften. No one can withstand my gut-punching for very long.
I move higher, sending several right and left jabs into his 54” pecs, then another European uppercut to his chin. He rockets upward and back then falls to his knees. The fans are chanting “TAKE HIM OUT!” I flash my cockiest grin, with a hint of malevolence.
I place my hands on the back of his head, letting my huge cock bump into the Bitch’s face. His eyes are unfocused. I then slam my right knee into his face, followed my left knee. BAM! BAM! Keeping my hands on the back of his head, I send another right knee upwards, smashing into the left side of his face. I feel his body go limp in my grasp. I let go of his head and watch him teeter forward and back and then FACE PLANT on the mat. The pretty muscle boy is out. His ass pointed upward. A display of useless muscle.
Dandy Dawson approaches in his silver Speedo. His cock is definitely aroused. I can make out his mushroom head outlined in the fabric. He counts to nine and pauses, wondering, I think, if I will interrupt the count and continue bashing the Bitch. I smile and shake my head no. “10!” he barks out.
DING! DING! DING!
“THERE YOU HAVE IT!” shouts the ring announcer Vern Wonder, “A NEW CHAMP, THE SECOND IN ONE EVENING, THE IRREPRESSIBLE ALPHA FROM DOWN UNDER, THE ASIAN TITAN BULL!!!”
The crowd erupts and chants “ATB CHAMP! ATB CHAMP!” I place my right foot on AMB’s back and give them a victory pose. I see a handsome hunk with blonde curls, a golden mask, and blue eyes approaching with the championship belt. He’s wearing a golden tank top accentuating his broad shoulders and biceps. The masked guy puts the belt around my waist. Then he flashes me a cocky grin. He seems to be full of himself. I’ll have to ask Dandy about him. The toy boy looks very fit. Most likely another wrestler.
I look down at the unconscious AsianMuscleBitch with his bare ass begging to be fucked. He never had a chance. Now he knows it. Or will once he wakes up. Master Han looks crestfallen in the corner still shackled to the ring post. The fans are shouting “STAKES! STAKES!” making me smile. It’s time to take my reward. Dawson leans in and offers Master Han’s whip once more. This time I take it. SNAP! CRACK! The whip lashes AMB’s butt cheeks and he begins to groan. SNAP! CRACK! “Aaaggghhh!”
Wu Teng rolls onto his back and stares up at me. His 8” uncut cock is soft but, upon seeing my fully erect monster dick, his tool begins to rise. He can’t resist me. He groggily gets on his knees before me. “That’s it, Bitch, worship your AsianTitanBull!” I order. He places his hands on my quads, then my hard abs. He reaches up and rubs my 46” pecs.
“Tell me you’re a Bitch!” I demand. He slowly nods and says “I’m not just a Bitch. I’m your Bitch.” I let him lean into my crotch. He rubs his nose and cheeks against my smooth balls and shaft. He inhales my Alpha scent and I see his cock is now hard as a rock. I grin and grab the base of my cock. I position the swollen head before his mouth. “Show me!” I respond. AMB almost dives onto my thick meat. He gets about half of it in his mouth and starts gagging loudly. “GGGWWW—OOOCCCKKKK!!!” Wu begins to pull off but I push the Bitch back on the massive tool. This time he gets about three quarters into his mouth and throat. Pretty good, I think. Most guys can’t take that much.
I let him breath through his nose then begin thrusting my hips, cramming my monster cock further and further down his throat. His eyes are watering and saliva is dripping from his mouth. I’m impressed when his nose brushes into my patch of black pubic hair.
I spit on my hand and reach behind AMB. I slide my fingers through his crack. When I locate his pucker, I insert my index finger followed by a second. He’s tight and needs the prep for what he’s about to experience. Meanwhile he’s bobbing and slurping on my manhood. Every few bobs, he pulls almost all the way off my cock and swirls his tongue around my head. My pre-cum is plentiful. “How’s it feel to taste a real Alpha?” I ask.
Okay, I say to myself, I don’t want to cum in his mouth. I want to breed the Bitch’s hole. I pull out and fist his black curls. I yank the 6’4” 250 pound muscle stud to his feet. I turn him around so he faces away from me. I thread my arms through his smooth pits and lock on a Full Nelson. My hard cock pushes its way into his crack. I move the Bitch in that position over to a neutral corner. As we arrive, I release the Nelson and let his hands brace themselves on the top ropes on each side of the ring post. The veins in my cock pulse as I place my hands on his hips and push in. The head of my cock is so thick that it takes several seconds before I feel AMB’s outer ring relax and accept the invading fat log.
“OH!” he exclaims as my massive endowment begins to press all the way in. He’s never taken a cock as big as mine. But I’m not all that gentle. I keep pushing forward until, finally, I feel my smooth balls against his ass. The Bitch is well impaled on my steel pipe.
“Now the fun begins,” I nearly whisper in Wu’s ear. Holding his hips, I begin to thrust in and out of his stretched hole. He begins moaning, both in pain and pleasure. “That’s it, pretty boi! Take my big cock! Take it!” I grunt. “Oh fuck, fuck…please give it to me, Sir!” replies the submissive former Champ. I own him completely. I might make him my permanent Bitch, at least whenever I’m in the Tri-State area. I pick up the tempo and my balls are soon slapping against his ass cheeks. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
The fans are cheering me on. They love seeing their AsianMuscleBitch fucked like a slutty whore. I’ve fucked many opponents but probably none as big and muscled as Wu Teng. I reach around his waist and stroke his hard cock. I keep pounding his hole, feeling my load rising. My balls draw up. I shout “Breeding you Bitch!” to the fans’ delight and blast a huge load into his bowels. My body shudders and spasms as my climax goes on and on.
I finally collapse on top of AMB’s back. There’s a puddle of white cum below him. He must have shot his own load as I jerked him. Suddenly I hear “UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!” Turning, I see in the far corner Dandy Dawson’s body quaking as he breeds Master Han in the same position I just used to fuck the AsianMuscleBitch. I give him a thumb’s up sign.
The fans are going crazy. I pull out of AMB and turn him around. I press him to his knees before my semi-hard cock. “Clean it, Bitch,” I demand, spanking his face with my fat member. And Tanner Wu dives onto the softening tool. He sucks the remnants of my load and polishes my head and shaft. He knows how to please his new Master. His warm mouth has my monster cock recharging quickly. They don’t call me a Titan for nothing.
I shove AMG off my glistening cock onto his back. I roll his legs and body up and over, exposing his hairless hole. Cum leaks down the sides of his inner thighs from my last load. Pinning him in place I push my Alpha cock back inside and begin pile-driving the Bitch into the mat. “OH! OH! OH!” he grunts but I know he’s loving Round Two. His hole is stretched and fully lubed with my cum. I keep pounding and hear him whimpering underneath me. His own cock has stiffened and points directly down at his face.
“Yeah, Bitch, you like my Titan Cock in your wet hole, don’t you!” I exclaim and keep ramming inside the former Champ. The fans are stunned at my stamina but I told you before it was insane. They are chanting “FUCK AMG! FUCK AMG!” I’m loving their adulation but my second load is rising. I bury myself completely in the AsianMuscleBitch’s chute and shudder through my second climax. This time Wu’s cock shoots a huge load on his face, untouched by me or him. Gobs of sticky white man juice line his eyes, nose and mouth. Fuck that’s a sexy look I think, still convulsing as I fall on top of him.
I might stick around the Tri-State area for a while. So many muscle studs to conquer and breed!
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Later in the showers, Dawson sidles into the adjacent stall. We’re both soaping up our hard bodies under the warm water. “Well done, Champ!” he exclaims, “I never doubted how that would turn out but it was hot as fuck to watch.” I grin over the wall separating our stalls. “That was hot breeding the AsianMuscleBitch twice and seeing you destroy Han’s hole!” I reply. Dawson snorts, “His hole was tight as a drum. Must be a top normally.”
Dandy pauses then continues, “I’m still puzzled by BlackAlpha’s Heel turn. I didn’t see that coming.” “I thought you planned the whole thing,” I muse. “No, not at all,” he says, “BA completely surprised me. Guess he didn’t want to see Gleason become the new Champ.” “I’d love the chance to hand him his first defeat and make him my BlackBitch,” I volunteer cockily. “Maybe,” Dawson remarks, “But BlackAlpha’s retired. I’d have to persuade him to wrestle again.” Anyway, I got plans for you, ATB!” he says, adding “You like Superheroes?” “You bet, mate! Love seeing them dominated and emasculated.” I say. Just the thought of fucking a super hero has my huge Titan Cock thickening.
“I got one for you. He’s got golden curls…a smooth body with big muscles. Likes to gear up as GoldenBoy. He used to be a collegiate wrestler and was headed to the Olympics until he was destroyed and defiled in a cage match here in the TSWF. Was my slave but now wants the chance to make a comeback. Claims he has regained his confidence and is ready to be a cocky Alpha again." Dawson pauses and sighs, "To tell you the truth, he’s become a problem. He’s arrogant and has even tried to make me his sub.” “Hmmmm,” I think, then remember the blonde muscle stud who handed me my title belt. He was handsome as fuck and definitely cocky. I wonder if that’s the dude Dandy is talking about. “I’m all in, mate,” I say, adding “Bring on the Super Hero!”
(The End.)
P.S. You can read about GoldenBoy’s previous descent and defilement here.
Author's Note: The AsianTitanBull is based on a real-life fighter with a few changes. I want to thank him for being ATB's inspiration and a loyal reader of my stories. He knows who he is.