Epilogue
Shower Time for Dandy Dawson
They were waiting for him in the showers.
Dandy Dawson—restored to his role as promoter of the TSWF—had said to Champ Phillip the Philistine after walking through the curtains of the Queens Arena, “See you soon” adding an obsequious “my Alpha Master!”
He had walked, naked except for his silver boots, to his dressing room. After removing the boots, he walked into his private shower room. He had just under an hour to shower, dress, and go to his skybox above the sweltering auditorium to watch the Blonde Alpha Sadist destroy BlackAlpha and dreams of his hoped-for comeback. The fans would be disappointed but “fuck them” thought the silver-haired promoter. They always love a heel in the end.
He turned on the shower water, leaving it lukewarm. The building HVAC system couldn’t keep up with the 105 degree weather. The place was sweltering, and a hot shower would make Dandy sweat more profusely than he had while fucking Delwin Dickson in the ropes. He was so happy to be rid of Delilah DeLovely and her male alter ego.
Facing the shower water, Dawson had not heard them approach. Suddenly, he felt an arm snake between his legs and the hand surround his smooth balls. He was being lifted up onto heavily muscled black shoulders. “Was it BlackAlpha,” he wondered, as his fit Dad body was racked, and pain shot through his extremities. He managed to grunt out a “What the hell, asshole!”
Then the familiar voice: “Keep him racked, George!” It was the UltimateTop. And George, Dawson thought, must be George Strong.
Strong turned his body towards the shower room entrance, and Dandy saw, for the first time, Donald Livingston. The Lumbering Giant was naked, as was Strong. His 6” cock—about the fattest Dandy had ever seen—was fully erect. The cut head emerged from the fat overhanging belly of the ugly Mr. Big.
“Let’s get a few things straight, Bitch,” Livingston sneered.
Before Dawson could manage a “Put me down,” Mr. Big continued, “If you want my big investment in the TSWF, there are conditions.”
“What…what conditions?” the promoter cried out. Strong had begun squeezing and twisting his balls.
“First,” Donald said, as he stroked his fat hog of dick, “You will make sure BlackAlpha wins tonight, dethroning the Blonde Alpha Sadist.”
“Nnnnggghhh!” groaned Dawson in the torture rack.
“Second, you will give me the title shot against the Ebony Hero within moments after he fucks the deflowers the Blonde Alpha Sadist.”
“AAAGGGHHH!!!” Dandy shrieked as Strong pushed down on his chin, contorting his back.
“And third,” Mr. Big continued, “you will swear allegiance to me as the true power behind the TSWF. Your role as promoter will be that of a figurehead. You will, in all things, take orders from me. Got it?”
“No…no, fuck you! I’m the promoter!” grunted out Dawson. His cock had begun to swell as Strong intensified his Ball Claw.
“Ok, drop him, George” Livingston ordered, “We’ll have to go to Plan B.”
Strong released his grip and let Dawson’s wet naked body slide to the floor.
“On your fucking knees,” ordered Mr. Big.
Dawson could now see that George Strong was naked too. His 8” cut cock was semi-hard and moist at the tip. He had shaved his pubic area, which accentuated his swelling dick and balls.
The muscular 38 year old black man was a true specimen of male beauty. He had a chiseled face with dark brown eyes and a closely cropped black beard. Standing 6’4” and weighing 240 pounds, Strong had 52” pectorals, 22” biceps, and 34” quads.
He pulled Dawson onto his knees before his muscled physique. The promoter’s face was eye level with Strong’s thick, veiny cock and balls.
“Open wide!” demanded Mr. Big from behind Dawson. The promoter felt two pudgy hands grip the back of his head and press down onto Strong’s manhood. His lips parted, and the promoter’s throat was impaled on George’s big cock.
He gagged immediately, but Mr. Big’s hands kept Dawson pinned to the 8” cock. The promoter’s nose bumped into the smooth pubic bone. He could taste salty pre-cum leaking into his throat.
Dawson then felt the sensation of Livingston’s fat hard cock pressing against his neck.
The UltimateTop snarled, “Submit, Bitch…Submit to my conditions or receive nothing!”
Dawson couldn’t speak. His gagging sounds filled the shower room. He could tap out by slapping Strong’s quads, but he held off.
“Alright,” Mr. Big said, “We will do this the hard way.”
“Literally,” Strong agreed. He pulled his cock out of Dawson’s throat and laid down on the tile floor.
The UltimateTop pushed Dawson forward, forcing him to straddle Strong’s hips. The Lumbering Giant then lifted Dandy’s body slightly, positioning his hole over Strong’s cock, which the muscular black man held upwards.
As Mr. Big released his hold, the silver-haired promoter slunk downwards, and Strong’s hard dick split open his hole. “OHHHHH….OHHHHH!!!” Dawson moaned. He had just finished fucking Delwin Dickson, and now he was playing receiver.
“Thataway, George, pummel the Bitch’s hole!” Livingston ordered.
Soon Strong was thrusting upwards with his cock acting like a piston. His balls rose and fell with each thrust, slapping against the hapless promoter’s ass cheeks, as Dandy grunted. "OH! OH! OH! OH!
“Let’s hear it, Daddy Dandy…. Let’s hear your submission!” Donald said.
Dandy’s eyes rolled backwards as Strong’s cock tagged his prostate repeatedly. His own fully hard 7.5” cut cock bounced up and down leaking pre-cum on George’s cut abs. He moaned "OH FUCK! OHHHH FUCK!!!" but still did not submit.
The UltimateTop moved to Dawson’s side and aimed his swollen mushroom head at the promoter’s mouth. He plunged it inside, stretching Dandy’s lips to their breaking point. Dawson had never sucked such a fat cock. Now it was invading his throat.
Mr. Big moaned in pleasure as he began to rhythmically skull fuck Dawson. Strong continued to pummel his hole from below. Dawson’s grunts around Donald’s cock reverberated around the shower room.
“Final chance, Dandy!” Livingston said. “Submit to me, Bitch!”
Dawson groaned around the girthy cock. He was unable to say anything.
The UltimateTop muttered and pulled out his cock. He positioned his massive 6’8” 325 pound frame behind Dawson. He pushed his hard cock downwards until it almost lay on top of Strong’s thrusting dick.
The promoter suddenly realized what was about to happen. He cried out “No…No…Nooooooo!”
But as George slowed his thrusts into Dawson’s hole, the UltimateTop pushed forward. As his big cut head pressed past Dandy’s outer ring, the promoter began shrieking, “I…I…SUBMIT! I GIVE! I GIVE!!!”
Mr. Big did not pull out. He thrust forward fully joining Strong’s cock inside Dawson’s wide open hole. “AND WHAT AM I TO YOU?” he demanded.
Dandy did not hesitate, “MY ALPHA…MY MASTER…MY BOSS!!!”
The UltimateTop smirked, “ACCEPTED, BITCH!” and increased the tempo of his thrusts. In seconds, both he and Strong’s bodies began to tremble and, simultaneously, they shot their thick loads of cum into the promoter’s canal, breeding the broken figurehead of the TSWF.
Dawson’s cock erupted, handsfree, and spewed white cum all over Strong’s 52” pecs. The orgasm seemed to last for well over 30 seconds.
As he came back to earth, Dawson collapsed onto Strong’s cum-splattered chest. Deep down, Dandy realized he had secured a big investment, and that his humbling at the hands of Mr. Big and George Strong, his new role as a figurehead promoter, and BlackAlpha’s dethroning of the Champ were not too high of a price to pay for it.
George Strong extricated his body from underneath Dandy and surrounded his neck with his pythons in a FIGURE FOUR NECK LOCK. As Donald Livingston nodded his approval, George began to squeeze, slowly cutting off Dawson’s air-supply.
Mr. Big leaned down and extended his gold ring with the onyx stone in front of Dandy’s face. “Kiss it!” he demanded. The silver-haired submissive promoter hesitated for a brief moment then kissed the ring.
Feeling dizzy, and gasping for oxygen, one more thing occurred to Dawson. There was a way to deal with Mr. Big and his handsome black partner and wrest back control of the Fed. He just had to bide his time for now. Then all went to black for Dandy on the shower room floor.
(Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed Battle of the Promoters and this epilogue. Coming up next month: the long awaited cage match between the Blonde Alpha Sadist Phillip and BlackAlpha. Mr. Big has brought in a referee to substitute for himself--none other than Trooper Joe Sanchez. Some of you may remember Joe from his time spent refereeing matches at Greenhaven Correctional Facility. You can read about him in BlackAlpha's Origin Story.)
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