Amateur BodyBuilder Danny Masterson v Alpha Male Hunk Wrestler

In the Queens Arena locker room, Wu Teng aka Tanner Wu stared at the pic on his device.  Some Asian-American dude named Danny Masterson doing a double bicep flex at his gym.  His huge pecs were smooth as were his pits.  The guy was ripped for an amateur jock and exuded cockiness.  Tanner felt his thick uncut 8” cock stir.  But he was also pissed.  A day earlier, Master Han had forwarded the photo from TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson.  It included a message:  “Master Han, here’s a pic of AMG’s opponent tomorrow evening.  I think you’ll agree with me that Danny Masterson has the look of a True Asian Alpha.  Tell AMG there’s room for only one Asian Alpha in the Tri-State Wrestling Fed.  If the AsianMuscleGod expects to remain in the Fed and compete again for the title, he’ll need to defeat Masterson.  If he loses, I’m afraid Danny will be our new Asian Alpha.  By the way, he’s straight.  Or so he says.”  

Well, fuck Mr. Dawson, thought Tanner.  Yes, he had lost to Champ JoelAlphaHunk, but that fight had turned into a ‘4 on 1’.  No way he would have lost to JAH if he had not been outmanned.  Then AMG had gone on to defeat five wrestlers in a row--more than paying his dues to get another shot at the TSWF title.  With Master Han’s guidance, AMG had stopped experimenting with his more feminine side—something that probably hadn’t helped in his match against JoelAlphaHunk.  He no longer kept his armpits smooth.  Now this monkey wrench—Dawson threatening him with expulsion if a hunky Asian-American Amateur somehow pulled out an upset.  It was disrespectful.  Dawson was trying to mind-fuck the AsianMuscleGod.  Well, poor Danny Masterson would pay the price.  Tanner would demolish and humiliate the cocky upstart.

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All around them, the crowd in the Queens Arena buzzed with excitement.  “These are amazing seats, Devin,” observed Danny Masterson as they took their places just behind the barricade and padded floor area.  “Yes,” he smiled, “I have…a connection that helped score some bomber seats.”  “Sweet,” replied the Asian-American hunk, dressed in a bright red tank top and tight jeans.  His 18” biceps were pumped and his hard nipples tented his tank outward drawing attention to his smooth 52” pecs.  Danny couldn’t help himself.  He craved the stares of horny women and men and alike.  He knew the odds of him being picked to wrestle tonight were low but he had worn a hot pink Speedo over a pink thong under his jeans just in case—and just for the shock value.  Maybe his gear would even intimidate the TSWF Alpha Male wrestler.

Devin was wearing a tight fitting white polo shirt and blue jeans, projecting a total preppy look.  His longish, sandy brown hair framed his handsome face with blue eyes.  “You’re pumped, man,” Devin remarked to Danny.  “Thanks bro,” said Masterson with a smirk, “I know you’re a little envious of my pecs and ceps.”  “Yeah, right dude,” said Devin as he rolled his eyes.  Typical Danny, he thought.

“ALPHAS AND BETAS!” the ring announcer shouted, “WELCOME TO THE QUEENS ARENA AND ANOTHER ‘TRI-STATE WRESTLING FED AMATEUR NIGHT’!!!”  Danny and Devin joined the all male audience in cheering and whistling.  “TONIGHT’S MATCH WILL PIT ONE OF OUR MOST LETHAL ALPHA MALES AGAINST AN AUDIENCE MEMBER WITH NO PRIOR WRESTLING EXPERIENCE!  ARE YOU READY?”  “READY!” the fans chanted.  “FOLLOW THE SPOTLIGHT!” instructed the announcer.  The lights of the arena went dark leaving only a spotlight shining on the ring.  Then, as the crowed cheered, the spotlight began to move, darting among fans in the rafters then in the mezzanine.  It shifted up and down, pausing on a few attendees but then continued to move. 

The spotlight flashed across the lower rows, pausing for a moment on Devin and Danny in the first row behind the barricades.  But then it moved back up into the top sections of the arena.  The chaotic movements of the spotlight almost made Masterson dizzy.  When the light had momentarily shown on him and Devin, he felt some nerves for the first time but tried not to show it.  Now the light was back in the mezzanine, then it dropped down again and stopped on Danny’s handsome face.  The crowd yelled wildly.  The light didn’t move.  Slowly, Masterson realized he had been chosen.  He shook off any nervousness and broke out into a big grin then double bi-flexed for the crowd.

“HORNY GENTS,” the announcer shouted, “LET’S GIVE A BIG QUEENS WELCOME TO TONIGHT’S AMATEUR WRESTLER, THE HUNKY ASIAN IN THE SPOTLIGHT!!!”  Devin patted Danny’s broad shoulders and said “I can’t believe it, Danny, but you’re perfect for this.  Go get ‘em!”  Masterson winked at Devin and jumped over the barricade onto the padded floor.  He strutted over to the corner and up the metal steps as the fans roared their approval of the choice.  Masterson stepped into the ring and approached the announcer.  “Ok, stud,” the announcer said into his mic, “Who are you and what are your stats?”  Taking the mic, Danny said with over-the-top cockiness “I’m your ultimate fantasy…Danny Masterson…straight male…6’3”, 235 pounds…here to destroy any Beta Male you throw at me.”  The crowd gasped at Danny’s arrogance.

Up in his sky box, TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson smiled and thought to himself—perfect.  He turned to his special guest, Constantino “Tino” Gavras and said “Cocky Alpha!  Supposedly straight.  He’s even bigger in person.”  Tino was wearing his trademark tight orange tank top.  “Fucking pussy boy,” he snared, “I’d destroy him and own his virgin hole.  Make him whimper like my Bitch Boy here.”  Gavras put his thick arm around black-haired Patroclus.  After defeating BlackAlpha, he had turned the leanly muscled wrestler into his personal plaything, fucking him nightly.  “Hmmmmm,” Dandy mused, “Maybe not a virgin after tonight.”

Handing the mic back to the announcer, Masterson removed his bright red tank top to reveal his defined 52” pecs and cut eight pack.  His torso was entirely smooth, including his armpits.  He then unbuttoned his blue jeans and pulled them down his legs.  Whistles and catcalls broke out as the Queens crowd saw Danny was wearing a hot pink Speedo with a prominent bulge.  

Behind the barricades, Devin thought, Oh my God, he geared up in a pink Speedo.  It’s as if he knew he would be picked and wanted to show off.”  He grinned, and said to himself, Danny’s such a cocky fucker.  Devin could see that Danny’s fat bulge was already tenting out the front of his Speedo.  Jeez, he thought, I’m not sure I’ve seen his…. his bulge before.  It looks so fat, Devin thought and felt his own cut cock begin to swell.  That’s weird, he said to himself.  He was completely straight but obviously turned on by the sexy view.  He reached inside his jeans and adjusted his 7.5” cut cock.  Maybe it was just the idea of watching Danny get demolished and fucked before thousands of horny fans that made Devin’s cock harden.  He looked up and waved at Uncle Dandy in the sky box.  The silver-haired promoter flashed a devilish grin down at his nephew and gave him a big thumbs up.

“DANNY MASTERSON, FANS!” yelled the ring announcer, as the Amateur Asian Wrestler went into a pose flexing his right tricep for the cheering fans.  “AND NOW, LET’S MEET DANNY’S OPPONENT, AN ALPHA MALE WRESTLER OF UNQUESTIONED ABILITY, A FORMER TSWF CHAMP WHO IS ON THE RISE AGAIN, WITH FIVE STRAIGHT VICTORIES TO HIS NAME, HE STANDS 6’4” TALL AND WEIGHS 250 POUNDS…THE ONE, THE ONLY… THE ASIAN MUSCLE GOD!!!” 

The fans went wild, realizing Dandy Dawson had pitted two massive Asian Alpha Studs against each other.  Bursting through the curtain was the Chinese-American wrestler Tanner Wu, aka Wu Teng or the AsianMuscleGod.  He was followed by Han Junhon, aka Master Han.  Both studs wore black leather sleeveless vests and chaps with black cod pieces and tight black Speedos.  Han carried his trademark black whip.  Somewhat unusually, AMG wore black boots.  He marched towards the ring and Masterson.  Danny stared at AMG and was awed at the sight of Tanner Wu’s perfectly proportioned body.  Still, he was determined not to show any sign of fear.

The AsianMuscleGod was definitely larger than Masterson.  He had a smooth 54” chest, 23” biceps and 34” quads.  His broad upper back tapered down to a 32” waist.  AMG was packing a thick 8” uncut cock inside his black Speedo and cod piece.  Longish black hair and piercing dark brown, almost black, eyes framed his handsome face.  Despite his massive frame, he moved with the grace of a leopard towards the ring and then up the metal stairs.  Sliding between the top and middle ropes, Tanner Wu did not take his eyes off the challenger.  He would make quick work of the Amateur Asian Beta.  Dandy Dawson would regret his decision to force AMG to fight such an Asian Jobber.

As the fans continued to cheer, the referee entered the ring and motioned the two wrestlers to center ring.  Danny Masterson smirked as he approached the AsianMuscleGod and his Manager Master Han.  He casually placed his right hand around his tenting pink bulge and snorted when he saw Wu Teng’s eyes shift to the outline of his cut cock shrouded in pink.  “Like what you see?” he taunted the former Champ.  “Mr. Masterson,” Tanner replied, “You will be taught to respect your Alpha!’  He flexed his biceps right at Danny, exposing his cropped black armpit hair.  “I see,” he continued with a smirk, “that you shave your body hair, like a sissy boy.”  Masterson lunged forward but the AsianMuscleGod wrapped his left hand around the back of Danny’s head and SHOVED his face into AMG’s right pit.  “Nnnnnggggghhhhh!” grunted Masterson as Tanner Wu held his face in place and rubbed Masterson’s nose and mouth in his black pit hair.  The ref tried to break them up but Master Han stepped forward and restrained him.  “That’s where you belong, worshipping the AsianMuscleGod’s armpit, pussy!” exclaimed AMG.  “You’ll beg for my cock when our match is over.”  “Now, boys, let’s behave,” pleaded the ref.  Wu Teng finally relented and pushed the Cocky Bodybuilder backwards.  

“Tonight’s match,” the ref instructed as Master Han released him, “Is No Holds Barred.  Winner of two falls out of three, by pin, an ‘accepted’ submission or KO, will have his way with the loser.  Got it?”  Both Tanner Wu and Danny Masterson nodded their agreement.  Their eyes were still locked on each other.  Their faces were masks of total Alpha masculinity, although Masterson was a bit shaken and could still smell AMG’s pit.

The ref motioned the combatants backwards.  The AsianMuscleGod went to his corner.  Master Han handed him a water bottle and cautioned “Be careful, my son, this dude could be a ringer.  Dandy may be up to his old tricks.”  “Yeah, fuck that,” said Tanner, “I will teach this would-be Alpha a lesson he’ll not soon forget.”  He removed his leather vest, chaps and cod piece, leaving him only in his black Speedo and black boots.  He felt his 8” cock stiffening at the thought of forcing the Amateur Asian Alpha to his knees after the match.

Danny Masterson had slowly walked backwards to his corner as the crowd buzzed.  He had lost some of his cockiness after being humiliated by the AsianMuscleGod before the bell had even rung.  He didn’t take his gaze of AMG as the ex-Champ undressed in his corner.  Tanner Wu was huge and nicely proportioned, but Danny remained confident he was the stronger Alpha Male despite the height and weight disadvantages.  Hell, when this was over, he hoped Cate might dump that loser Devin and let him pummel her pussy with his battering ram of cock.

DING!  DING!  DING!

(To be continued.)