Alpha Dandy Dawson's Hot Wrestling Backstory

Chapter Seven

The "Initiation"

Earl “The Freak” Gleason had released Chad Epson from his restraints and ball gag.  He pulled the naked Blonde SurferBoy from the ropes and let him fall onto his ass with his back against the middle turnbuckle.  Chad looked dazed, which wasn’t surprising after being fucked for the first time and by Earl’s Destroyer no less.  He would now have a front seat to what came next in the ring.

“Time to initiate our new employee!” Dave Dawson said with a wink at the Blonde Bodybuilder and foreman Gary Bennett, and Bay Ridge gym owner Sal Gaglione.  As if on cue, the men pulled off their tops and sweats.  They wore classic Bike jock straps with white pouches containing their cocks.  Bennett was already half hard as his 8” cut cock tented outward from his jock.

Gary was similar to Earl Gleason in stats.  Nicknamed The Tank, Gary had wavy blonde hair with a fade cut down the sides.  Bennett was blue-eyed.  He stood 6”3” and weighted 235 pounds.  His chest measured 51” and his biceps 22”.  He had a 33” waist, 35” quads, and the aforementioned 8” cut dick.  Like The Freak, the Blonde Bodybuilder kept his muscled body smooth and hairless.

Glad only in his jock, Gary mounted the metal steps with Dave Dawson following him.  “Earl,” Gary called out, “That was smoking hot, man.  We’re glad to have you join our construction crew!”  Gleason smiled.  He was holding the shaft of his softened 9.5” cock and lightly stroking it.  “There’s one more thing, Earl, Bennett said.  “What’s that boss?” asked Gleason.  “Well, you see Earl,” Bennett replied, “We kind of need to ‘initiate’ you into the crew.”  “Hmmm,” Gleason said, somewhat quizzically.  “Yeah, it will be fun,” Gary said once he stood face-to-face with The Freak.  

Bennett reached out and placed his hands on Earl’s black butt cheeks.  His tenting cock in his jock brushed against Earl’s semi-hard cock, which was clearly recharging quickly.  Bennett leaned forward and his lips grazed Gleason’s.  Earl’s eyes widened suddenly.  He could see what Gary could not.  WHAP!  A metal chair SLAMMED down on Bennett’s head.  The Blonde Bodybuilder fell forward.  His face pressed into the valley between Gleason’s 52” pecs.  WHAP!  The chair hit Bennett again, this time crashing into his upper shoulders.  Bennett slid down the front of Gleason’s chest and lower abs.  His face rubbed against Earl’s cock and balls then planted on the mat at The Freak’s feet.  Bennett was not moving.  His bare ass was pointed upwards.

Earl grinned at Sal Gaglione who still held the metal chair.  “What’s all this about an ‘initiation’?” the Black Bodybuilder asked.  Sal and Dave Dawson grinned back.  “You’ll like it, I promise!” Dave said, adding “Make yourself comfortable on the mat here.  Just lie on your back and keep stroking that monster cock.”  Dawson kicked Bennett’s sides and the foreman started to stir.

“Time for your initiation, Tank,” Dave smirked.  He grabbed Bennett’s wavy blonde hair and pulled him up onto all fours.  Gary was glassy-eyed, still feeling the after effects of the metal chair.  Sal fished his 9” cut cock from the side of his jock.  It was more than half hard.  He came around and stood in front of the Blonde Bodybuilder as Dave Dawson stepped back.  “Okay, Bitch,” Sal snarled, “Get to work and service your Alpha Dom!” Bennett started to shake his head but Sal cupped the back of it and pulled Gary’s face forward.  He then pushed his thick cock into Gary’s mouth and began face fucking the foreman.  Lying on his back, Earl watched intently.  His cock was fully erect once more.  He was turned on by the sight of the Blonde Bodybuilder being treated like a Bitch by Sal.  Bennett’s gagging sounds—“Gggggwwwoooccckkkk!”—filled the ring.

“You ready, Earl?” Dawson asked.  He too had pulled out his perfectly shaped 7.5” cut cock and had begun stroking it.  “Fuck yeah!” Gleason exclaimed holding up his hard 9.5” dick.  Sal pulled out of Bennett’s mouth and half-dragged the foreman over to Gleason.  Sal positioned Gary so he straddled the middle of Earl’s body.  Then he pressed Bennett downwards until he was in a frog position with his smooth ass crack and hole hovering just above the big black cock.  Bennett mumbled “Oh God…you’re so fucking big.”  Sal chuckled and pushed Gary down further.  Earl’s cock head pressed into the Blonde Bodybuilder’s hole.  Gary sank onto it, groaning in both pain and pleasure.  The massive member went deep into Bennett’s canal.  His own 8” cock still tented outward and wetness appeared on the pouch of the jock as his hole was owned by Gleason.

“Flex for me, Blonde Bitch!” Earl demanded and Bennett slowly raised his arms above his head, exposing his hairless pits.  His 22” biceps were equal to the size of Gleason’s ceps.  The Freak grinned appreciatively “Fuck that’s hot!” he said while thrusting upward into Bennett’s hole.

Sal had yanked off his jock and now moved in behind Bennett.  “Keep flexing!” he commanded.  Sal positioned his hard cock near Earl’s veiny shaft, which continued to pump into the Blonde Bodybuilder.  Gleason could sense what was about to happen and paused his fucking.  Gaglione then pressed the head of his cut cock into Bennett’s hole on top of Gleason’s dick.  He pressed forward slowly as the Blonde Bodybuilder groaned loudly “OHHHHHHH FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!”  Soon he too had penetrated the foreman’s stretched hole.

Dawson watched now as the gym owner and The Freak rammed their big dicks in and out of Gary’s chute.  Bennett grunted and groaned but his hard dick bounced inside his jock and leaked more pre-cum.  Dave came around and straddled Earl’s body while facing Bennett.  

The contractor slapped his hard cock against Gary’s cheeks, sprinkling some of his arousal on the foreman’s face.  “Open wide, you Dumb Blonde Bitch!” Dawson demanded.  Then he shoved his thick cock between Bennett’s lips.  He grabbed Bennett’s wavy hair and, like Sal before him, started to skull fuck the Blonde Bodybuilder.  “Fuck yeah,” the contractor exclaimed, and picked up the tempo of his thrusts.  

For a moment, he withdrew his hard dick from Bennett’s mouth and pressed the mushroom head and shaft against Gary’s face.  The foreman’s eyes rolled backward as his tongue slobbered all over Dawson’s cock.  “SUCH A FUCKING COCK WHORE!” Dave shouted and thrust his tool back inside Bennett’s throat.

Chad “The SurferBoy” Epson watched with astonishment in the corner.  He had begun jerking his cock at the sight of Bennett being DP’d and face fucked.

Sal shouted “FUCK YEAH!” as he railed Bennett’s hole.  The feeling of his 9” cock against the hardness of Earl’s shaft sent shivers down his spine.  He wasn’t going to last.  Neither was Earl who also got more worked up with each thrust—feeling Sal’s thick dick rubbing against The Destroyer.  Saliva and pre-cum started to drip from the sides of Bennett’s mouth as Dawson plowed into it, not relenting for a second.

Suddenly, both Sal and Earl thrust into the Blonde Bodybuilder’s hole for a final time.  Their cocks throbbed against each other as their cum loads exploded simultaneously in Gary’s bowels.  Dawson was close behind them, ordering “TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD, BLONDE BOY!” and his cock detonated inside Gary’s throat.  Bennett’s eyes rolled backwards as a huge cum load leaked from his 8” cock through the fabric of his jock pouch.

They could all hear Chad’s panting in the corner and then he too was shooting cum like a fountain as his body convulsed.  The would-be straight white boy had never been so horny or shot as big a load.  “Clean me up, Bitch!” Dave demanded and Bennett kept sucking on his boss’s 7.5” cock.  When the contractor pulled it out, the wet cock head and shaft remained semi-hard and were clean as a whistle.

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“Wow!” the reporter Cedric exclaimed.  He had been typing furiously on his laptop.  “But, again how did this lead to the Tri-State Wrestling Fed?”  Dandy Dawson smiled and said “Well, Sal, at my request the night before, had videotaped all three matches and the ‘initiation’ of Gary.  Those videos sold like hot cakes and I made a mint.  You can’t believe how many horny gay and bi guys are out there who love muscle studs wrestling!”  

Cedric nodded and Dave continued, “I used that money to start the Federation—initially just in Brooklyn, but we expanded over the years to all three states in the NYC area.  About five years later, Sal or ‘Daddy Dom Sal’—as he became to be known—won the championship belt.  What an Alpha!  He loved destroying and fucking young bucks who were would-be alphas.  Sal defended his title nine straight times, which was a record for several more years until the Ebony Champ BlackAlpha eclipsed it.”

Cedric grinned “I love BlackAlpha.  But I bet he would have had a hard time taking down Earl ’The Freak’ Gleason.”  “Maybe,” Dawson agreed, then recounted, “Gary became Earl’s go-to Bitch even though he was The Freak’s boss as foreman.  Then both dudes just disappeared a few years later.  They might have married for all I know.  I don’t think Gary ever forgave me for his ‘initiation.’  To tell you the truth, my only regret was I didn’t get a chance to fuck the Blonde Muscle Stud.  I really wanted to own his smooth hole.  I’m still making money from those videos.  Seems like my fan base loves hot vintage scenes.”

Just then, Dawson’s mobile phone on his desk chirped.  Dandy looked down at it and opened his text app.  “We’re coming for you, you piece of shit.”  Dawson frowned.  All the previous texts had been from one guy.  Were there two men out for Dandy?  Chirp!  Another text message appeared on the promoter’s phone.  “Meet us tomorrow at Sal’s Bay Ridge gym if you got balls.  In the private ring in back.”  

“Persistent, your texter?” Cedric asked.  “Yeah, some guys who want to settle an old score,” Dandy sighed.  The TSWF promoter sat back in his chair and glanced over at Brutus from Brazil.  He said “I’ve got a job for you.  The fuckers won’t know what hit them.”  The long black-haired Ultimate Alpha Male nodded and palmed his crotch.  “Anything, boss,” he said, “Anything for you.”

The TSWF promoter turned to Cedric, chuckling, “Hey, you give such good head that I’m willing to give you an exclusive.  Just come with Brutus and me tomorrow to Sal’s gym.”  The reporter’s eyes widened and he grinned, saying “You don’t have to ask me twice!” 

(To be continued next weekend.)