Alpha Tino Gavras v. the Amateur Bodybuilder Danny Masters
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Author’s Note: All my wrestling stories are works of pure fiction and do not depict any real persons, living or dead. Any resemblance between my characters and real persons is only coincidental. I hope you enjoy Chapter 1 of this 7-part story in which Tino Gavras defends his Tri-State Wrestling Federation championship for the first time.
Recap
When we last saw action in the Tri-State Wrestling Federation, Constantine “Tino” Gavras aka OrangeMuscle aka The Greek Heel had won the championship. He had decimated the reigning title holder JoelAlphaHunk before fisting the PR Alpha Stud and fucking him senseless with his torpedo of a 9.5” cut cock. Tino’s victory had seemed inevitable as he had demolished one alpha male after another, making them his bitches—and ending matches with his trademark question “Had enough?” But his celebration after defeating JoelAlphaHunk had been short-lived.
TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson had plotted with Brutus from Brazil to give Tino his ultimate comeuppance after the match. Shackled to a metal bench with his quads up in the air, OrangeMuscle found himself in a silver-sequined bikini that barely contained his big cock and balls. Brutus face fucked him with his monster 12” uncut cock then traded places with the silver-haired Dawson. As the promoter pounded his 7.5” cut cock into Tino’s throat, the Hairy Beast had rammed Gavras’s hole with his massive dick. After the two Doms exploded their loads, Brutus had written “Bitch Boy” and “Cock Whore” on Tino’s sculpted 50” pecs. Tino, a broken muscle boy, had submitted, calling himself those names. And the evening had just begun.
Chapter One
Two months later….
“I need another couple of weeks,” Coach Stan pleaded. “You’ve been saying that for more than a month, Stan,” replied Dandy Dawson, “Tino’s gotta defend his title or lose it. It’s as simple as that.” “But Boss,” the Coach complained, “You broke the man down. He’s a submissive bitch. No way he can defend his title.” “Well, he deserved it,” the Tri-State Wrestling Fed promoter said, “He was plotting to take over the Fed and oust me. Can you believe that? Yeah, I put the bitch in his place.” Dawson adjusted his cut cock, which had begun to harden at the thought of that night he and Brutus had stuffed both of OrangeMuscle’s holes for hours on end.
He looked up from his desk at Coach Stan. “I’m giving a title shot to Danny Masterson this Friday in Hell’s Kitchen. “Masterson?” the Coach said quizzically, “The amateur? Really?” “Yeah, he’s not an amateur anymore. Been training hard with the AsianMuscleGod and Master Han. He’s won three straight matches. His 7” cut cock is one of the fattest in the Fed. Rumor has it, he stuffs AMG’s hole with it every night. The two became lovers after their match. It’s not a secret that Tanner Wu is at best a vers bottom outside the ring,” Dawson chuckled.
Stan had a resigned look on his face. “Ok, I’ll let Tino know. Maybe he’ll get fired up at the idea of facing an amateur like Danny.” Dandy smirked, “I doubt it. Tino’s brother Costa is coming in for the fight from Chicago. He’ll escort the bitch back home after he’s dethroned. I say ‘good riddance’ to the Greek Jobber. I’ll never forgive him for skull fucking me backstage at the Hartford Arena. He crossed a line.” Stan nodded his head. He’d heard Costa was coming too. Apparently, the brother was an underground wrestler back in Chicago. He and Tino had been tag team partners before OrangeMuscle had come East to join the TSWF and begin his quest to be Champ.
After the Coach had left Dandy’s office, the promoter picked up his mobile device and punched in Master Han’s number. “Yes, Mr. Dawson,” the voice answered on the second ring. “Han Junhon, have you done what we discussed?” “Oh yes, Mr. Dawson, your current Champ is—let us say—all tied up at the moment.” “Good,” chortled the promoter, “In the private ring at Sal’s Bay Ridge gym?” “Yes, that’s where he is. I followed your instructions. Danny Masterson will arrive there shortly. He’ll make sure your beta bitch Gavras is mind-fucked. The Champ will be psyched out in advance of the title match.” Dawson grinned, “Very good, Master Han, very good.”
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Amateur Bodybuilder Danny Masterson stared at his handsome face and gorgeous physique in the full length mirror in the locker room at Daddy Dom Sal’s gym. Of mixed descent—Danny’s mother was Chinese and his father Caucasian—he stood 6’3” and weighed 235 pounds. His 52” pecs with dark brown nips were perfectly shaped. He double bi-flexed at his reflection, loving the feel of his pumped up 22” biceps. He was proud of the gains he had made in his ceps over the past few months. Danny had short black hair and no body hair. He liked to keep his pits and pubic area shaven to better accentuate his muscled body and fat 7” cut cock. Today, he was wearing a white Speedo with the initials “DM” in blue covering his ass. When he sweated, the Speedo became almost translucent.
Although he had lost to the AsianMuscleGod in his debut match as a complete amateur, the Asian-American Stud had been training hard with AMG and Master Han. He hadn’t had sex with a woman in several months, preferring to top the former Champ. He still thought of himself as bisexual but found he was mostly attracted to the muscle studs who wrestled in the Tri-State Wrestling Fed. When Dawson had told him about his title shot, Danny was surprised but excited too. He had watched videos of Tino Gavras’s matches and knew The Greek Heel could be sadistic. But he had also watched the video of Dawson and Brutus as they turned OrangeMuscle into their helpless plaything. There were rumors OrangeMuscle had become fully submissive after his humiliating night. If so, Danny would make quick work of the Champ and send him packing on Friday night in Hell’s Kitchen. But only after fucking the then ex-Champ. The very idea of that made him horny as fuck. Danny’s cock began to swell in his white Speedo. His cut head pressed against the fabric. He nearly moaned as he thought of railing and breeding Gavras’s furry hole.
“Showtime!” said a voice at the door to the locker room. Danny looked over and saw Daddy Dom Sal beckoning him. “Comin’, Sal,” Masterson replied. He reached inside his Speedo, felt his fat shaft and adjusted it, knowing Sal was watching. The Daddy Dom had a thing for Asian muscle hunks. Masterson loved to show off his body and dick. He was a cocky showboat. His old girlfriend Cate had found that quality annoying but she didn’t complain when his battering ram of a cock was plowing her wet pussy. She had urged him on with cries of “Fuck me harder, Stud!”
Masterson exited the locker room and walked over to the door to Sal’s private ring. He slowly pushed the door open. A spotlight shown down on the wrestling ring. In the center of it lay the Champ Tino Gavras. He was spread-eagled on his back. Ropes around his wrists stretched his muscled arms upwards at a diagonal angle. The ropes were tied to the ring posts. His ankles were also bound in ropes and his legs were spread wide and tied to the opposite ring posts. Gavras’s olive-skinned body was glistening from a mixture of sweat and oil. He wore the same silver-sequined bikini he had worn for Brutus and Dandy Dawson before they had dominated and humiliated him. The pouch barely contained his 9.5” cut cock. “DD’s Bitch” was stenciled on the front of the pouch. His 50” pecs were smooth as were his pits. His 20” biceps had been made useless by the ropes. His 6’2” muscular frame weighed 215 pounds.
As the door opened, Tino raised his head, warily eyeing the bodybuilder physique of Danny Masterson standing in the doorway. Danny could see the Champ’s gray green eyes and wavy black hair. His cock hardened further at the sight of the bound, muscular body. “Been waiting for me, Bitch?” Danny taunted, before moving to the ring and walking up the metal steps. He slid between the top and middle ropes, maintaining a stern gaze at the bound Champ. “Hope they told you I’m coming for your title OrangeBitch!” Masterson smirked. He walked to the middle of the ring and straddled Tino’s prone body. Gavras looked utterly helpless. He stared upwards at the growing bulge in Danny’s white Speedo. The Amateur Bodybuilder’s face and body were handsome as fuck.
Masterson sank to his knees straddling Gavras’s obliques. He scooched forward until his quads almost scissored Tino’s head. OrangeMuscle inhaled the bodybuilder’s masculine scent. Slowly, Danny raised his arms and flexed his 22” ceps above Tino, showing off his smooth armpits. Gavras moaned and felt his cock begin to swell. Masterson could see the effect his body was having on the Champ and said “You want me, don’t you Bitch? You want me bad!” Masterson reached his right hand backwards and unsnapped the sides of Tino’s silver bikini. He pulled the skimpy gear away then felt for Gavras’s cock and balls. His fingers touched metal and skin. Tino’s big cut cock had been locked up. Masterson could tell it was straining to grow in the cage.
Bringing his hand forward again, Danny fisted Tino’s black hair with both hands and yanked the Champ’s face into Masterson’s crotch. Gavras groaned as his face was pressed into Danny’s Speedo-covered bulge. Tino could feel wetness on his face, a sure fire sign that Masterson was pre-cumming in his gear. The bleach-like aroma was unmistakable. He could also tell Danny had a really fat mushroom head and shaft. Masterson maintained his grip on Tino’s hair with his left hand while again raising and flexing his right arm. “I’m gonna destroy you in the ring and make you my fuck boy!” he exclaimed. Then he ordered the Champ, “Now, show me how submissive you are, Bitch!” OrangeMuscle’s senses were overwhelmed by the smell of Danny’s pre-cum. Slowly, his lips parted and his tongue began to press against the white fabric covering the bodybuilder’s hard cock. “That’s it, Bitch, slobber over my big dick,” commanded Masterson.
Gavras did as he was instructed—lapping repeatedly at the tenting cock and paying special attention to the mushroom head. More salty pre-cum seeped through the fabric. Gavras could feel his cock pulsing in its cage. The more he bathed the front of Danny’s bulge in his saliva the more translucent the white Speedo became. Soon the beige skin color of Masterson’s thick cock head and shaft could be seen. Danny again gripped Tino’s black hair with both hands and began yanking his face repeatedly forward as if he was skull-fucking the Champ. Each time Tino’s face was pressed into Masterson’s damp crotch, the Amateur Bodybuilder felt his cock throb.
“Fuck yeah, Chump, submit to me!” Danny ordered. “Ohhhhh Goddddddd!” moaned Tino as he felt his caged balls begin to draw up. The Asian Stud’s mushroom head rose above the waistband of his Speedo. Tino’s tongue slashed against the v-spot just below the head each time his face was pulled forward. “Fuckkkkkkkkk!” moaned Masterson. He plastered Tino’s face against his protruding cock head. His fat dick pulsed and white cum gushed from his slit, smearing Gavras’s nose, cheeks and mouth. The Amateur Bodybuilder’s body convulsed as shock waves from his orgasm spread through out his ripped muscular physique. Gavras too went over the edge. Cum spewed from the sides of his cock cage. The ring was filled with the scent of the two loads.
Masterson finally let go of Gavras’s hair and the Champ’s head fell back onto the mat. The Amateur Bodybuilder stuffed his mushroom head back into his white Speedo and rose from the Champ’s body. He had half a mind to wait a few minutes for his cock to recharge then fuck OrangeBitch’s hole. But he would wait until he had forced The Greek Jobber to submit to him in the TSWF title match in Hell’s Kitchen. Then he would ram his big log of a cock up the Champ’s hole before thousands of horny fans. Smiling, he reached inside his pouch and collected more cum from his shaft and balls. He flicked it down onto Gavras’s face and pecs. “Consider yourself marked, Bitch!” he taunted before sliding out of the ring and exiting from the private ring room.
For several minutes, Gavras lay spread-eagled in the ring. He had indeed been mind-fucked. All he wanted to do was to submit to the Amateur Bodybuilder and become his Toy Boy. The Champ had seemed invincible just two months earlier after dethroning JoelAlphaHunk. But Dandy Dawson and Brutus had broken the Champ, and there seemed little chance he could defend his title. Then Tino heard the door to the ring room open again. This time he raised his head to see the outline of Coach Stan in the doorway. He was standing with an olive-skinned, black-haired muscular stud in a white tank top and tight fitting jeans. The hunk was a spitting image of Gavras. “Tino,” Coach Stan began, “Say hello to your brother Costa. The two of us have an idea….”
(To be continued.)