AchillesAdonis v. TSWF Champ JoelAlphaHunk

Breaking in a Blonde Adonis

The TV monitors in the Bay Ridge Arena came to life about ten minutes after AchillesAdonis had been dragged in the weighted net through the curtains and back to the locker room.  The ceiling camera began with a close-up of the Golden Warrior’s handsome face and blue eyes.  He had been ball-gagged.  As it panned back, the camera showed the Blonde Gymnast on his back in a sling.  His smooth 50” chest heaved upwards and his 32” quads bucked.  He was wearing a golden leather harness.  His outstretched arms above his head were tied by leather straps to the sling.  His legs were spread apart and ankles tied by straps to the sling.  Shaving cream covered Achilles’s armpits and pubic area.  His 7.5” cut cock was semi-hard, lying diagonally on his cut abs.

Dandy Dawson—dressed only in silver Speedos—entered the frame holding a razor.  “Well, well, fans, it’s time to shave the Pretty Boi,” snickered the promoter.  Achilles started to buck and squirm but Dawson cautioned him “Hold still!”  The razor sound was clear “Scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch.”  After a few minutes, the deed was done.  The Golden Warrior’s pits and pubic area were smooth.  His dirty blonde curls were history.  Dawson leaned down and licked each of the Muscle Boy’s pits and then the area just above his hardening shaft.  Achilles’s eyes bulged.  What the fuck was going on, he thought.  Then Dawson grabbed the base of AA’s cock and swallowed his mushroom head.  “OOOOHHHHHH GOOOODDDDDDDD!” moaned the Golden Warrior through his ball gag.  He had never had a man’s warm mouth on his cock.  The Golden Boy bucked ever more wildly in the sling as Dawson brought him closer to his climax.  The promoter greedily slurped up AA’s salty pre-cum.  Achilles could deny he was gay or even bi but his swollen cock wasn’t lying.  

“That’s enough Dandy!  I don’t want him to cum!” barked a voice off-screen.  Dandy grudgingly pulled off AA’s cock, which now lay fully hard on his abs.  As the promoter left the scene, his silver Speedos were tenting.  A wet spot was evident where the head of his own 7.5” cut cock pressed against the fabric.  The camera panned back to capture the magnificent brown body of the Champ.  JoelAlphaHunk was stark naked, and his 9” cock was fully erect above his black pubes.  He stroked his manhood and asked viewers “Do you want to see your Helpless Muscle Boi fucked?  I’m pretty sure he wants my big cock in his virgin hole!”

The camera panned to the right of the sling where two men stood face-to-face.   They were naked except for black leather harnesses.  Their cocks were pressed against each other.  The men’s arms were held in place over their heads by chains attached to hooks in the ceiling.  Daddy Dom Sal and Patroclus’s lips were within inches of each other.  “And you two Bottom Bitches!” Joel instructed, “I want you to frot until one of you cums.  The one who cums first gets fucked by the other.  Got it?”  “Yes, Sir!” the two men said in unison.  Sal leaned in and his mouth closed on Pat’s.   The men began to rub their cocks together.  Patroclus’s fat beer can cock with a massive mushroom head rubbed into Sal’s 9” cut cock just below the Daddy’s V-spot.  They moaned into each other’s mouths.

DaddyRodrigo entered the frame and went to the head of the sling in front of Achilles’s head, which hung off the end of the sling.  He slowly peeled down his green Speedos letting his 10” uncut cock flop out below his trimmed black pubes.  It was semi-hard.  He grabbed his shaft and pressed the full length of his cock against Achilles’s face.  Then he slapped his thick slab of meat on each of AA’s cheeks and his nose.  AA tried to turn his head away.  “C’mon Pussy Boi, beg for my big cock!” sneered the Handsome Daddy Manager, “You know you want it!”  He paused to unstrap the ball gag from AA’s mouth then positioned the head of his dick at Achilles’s lips.  “Beg Bitch Boi, beg!” the Manager commanded.  Achilles again turned his face away.  “No fucking way!” he blurted out.

Snorting, JoelAlphaHunk held up his hand for the camera.  He was holding a large black butt plug glistening from lube.  “I think the Bitch Boi needs a little encouragement, DaddyRodrigo,” said the Champ.  He slid the plug up and down in the Blonde Gymnast’s ass crack.  Then he SHOVED the plug into Achille’s hole.  “NNNGGGGHHHHH!” groaned AA as his body heaved and squirmed.  As DaddyRodrigo again pressed his cock head and shaft against the Golden Warrior’s face, Joel held up a remote and pressed the button.  The plug began to vibrate in AA’s ass.  “OOOHHHH SHIIIIIIIITTTTTT!” screamed the surprised Bitch Boi.  “Open wide!” ordered Rodrigo as he maneuvered his hard cock head back to Achille’s lips.  Again, the Bound Boy tried to shake his head no.  Joel smirked and upped the vibration level then hit another button sending an electrical shock directly to the Blonde Adonis’s prostate.  “OH FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!” cried Achilles.  His ass bounced up and down on the sling.

Achilles’s exhortations were matched by grunts growing more loudly to the right of the sling as Patroclus drove his mushroom head repeatedly upward in Sal’s V-spot.  The Daddy’s cut cock spurted pre-cum, dripping onto Pat Ross’s.  The two men’s chests—one smooth and one dusted with silver hair—pressed together.  The friction caused their nipples to become erect.

Joel increased the plug’s electrical shock level.  “OKAY!  OKAY!  I SUBMIT!” Achilles half shrieked, half sobbed.  “PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!  FEED ME YOUR BIG DICK!”  DR smiled at the Champ “Sounds like begging to me!”  The Blonde Bitch opened his mouth and swallowed Rodrigo’s big head.  “Yes, yes, take my huge cock, all of it!” DR ordered and stuffed his 10” cock all the way into AA’s mouth and throat.  The Golden Warrior gagged loudly “GWW--OOOOCCCKKKK!” DaddyRodrigo would not be deterred and he began skull-fucking the Blonde Gymnast.  Achilles’s eyes bulged open and saliva and pre-cum spilled out of his mouth.  He was taking it at both ends with a big Daddy’s cock in his throat while the vibrating butt plug shocked his prostate.

“OOOHHHH FUCK, I’M CUMMING!!!” yelled Daddy Dom Sal, as his 9” cock under assault from Pat Ross’s beer can cock, shot a fountain of cum upwards between the two men.  Sal’s body spasmed into Patroclus’s body.  As he came down from his release, JoelAlphaHunk stepped over and unhooked both mens’ arms.  “Okay Patroclus, time for you to top the old queen!” commanded the Champ.  And it was as if Achilles’s Manager was a new man.  He shoved Daddy Dom Sal onto his back and rolled him up into a ball.  Then, holding Sal’s hamstrings, Pat Ross guided his hard 6” cock down into the older man’s hole.  He pushed into Daddy Dom roughly, then began to PILE-DRIVE his ass.  “AAHH….AAHH…AAHH” grunted Sal as the young Manager rammed him.  He felt his cock powering up again, as Patroclus’s fat head hit his gland.

Joel finally turned off the plug and pulled it free from the Blonde Gymnast’s hole.  He stepped up to the sling, bent forward slightly and positioned his big black cock head at the Golden Warrior’s stretched opening.  “CHERRY POPPING TIME!” the Champ exclaimed, then pushed his cock past AA’s outer and inner rings.  He kept going until his balls felt the 22-year old’s white ass cheeks.  "STILL TIGHT!" Joel moaned.  Turner grunted around Rodrigo’s big dick as he felt the enormous pressure of the Champ’s cock.  His virginity was lost forever.  His prostate was still tingling from the butt plug.  Now it was getting tagged as JoelAlphaHunk began to pound his hole.  Joel reached forward and grabbed Achilles’s golden harness for leverage.  He increased the tempo of his thrusts.   His balls repeatedly slapped the Bitch Boi’s cheeks.  “UHH…UHH…UHH…” groaned Achilles around DR’s cock.  DR pulled out briefly and asked “LIKE THIS TOY BOY?”  “YES, YES, GIVE ME YOUR COCK AGAIN.  I’M YOUR BITCH BOI!  OH GOD, FUCK MY FACE!” exclaimed Achilles.  DaddyRodrigo said “With pleasure!” and stuffed his thick sausage back in AA’s throat. 

As both of the Blonde Gymnast’s holes were stuffed with Latino Cocks, his muscled chest and quads writhed and squirmed in the sling.  A mixture of grunting and panting filled the locker room as the four men approached their climaxes.  The Helpless Muscle Boi’s cock twitched on his abs and pre-cum began to pool in the grooves of his eight pack.  Joel grabbed AA’s mushroom head and squeezed hard, “NOT YET BITCH!  YOU’LL CUM WHEN I SAY SO!”  

Patroclus panted “I’m gonna cum, Daddy Slut!” and he plowed into Sal’s hole one last time shooting cum deep inside the Daddy’s bowels.  Sal’s dick had indeed recharged and it pointed right at his face as his ass was pile-driven.  Now it let loose a second load into the Daddy’s open mouth and onto his trimmed black and silver beard, splattering white cream across his bristles.

JoelAlphaHunk and Daddy Rodrigo grunted loudly then came together “UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!”—with the Champ’s big cock buried deep inside Achilles’s chute where it spasmed pulsing out his load.  Rodrigo’s throbbing 10” dick was lodged in the Blonde Boy’s throat and shot cum down his gullet.

The fans in the Bay Ridge Arena had been mesmerized by the scene on the TV monitors but cheered wildly for the four nearly simultaneous orgasms.  As Joel came down from his release and pulled his dripping cock out of AA’s hole, he ordered the others to unstrap Achilles from the sling. 

After they did so, the Champ yanked the Blonde Gymnast out of the contraption.  He was disoriented and unsteady on his feet.  Joel smiled at the camera as he put Achilles into an INVERTED FACE LOCK.  “More karma!” he snorted, as he pulled AA’s handsome face into his armpit, then transitioned the hold into a DRAGON SLEEPER.  He had stolen Achilles’s signature move.  “LICK MY PIT!  AND JERK OFF BITCH!” commanded JAH.  The Golden Warrior inhaled Joel’s sweaty armpit hair.  He obeyed his Dom and began licking the pit while stroking his 7.5” cut cock.  “THAT’S IT BITCH BOI, GIVE UP YOUR LOAD!” demanded Joel.  “SUBMIT, SUBMIT!  TO THE P.R. ALPHA STUD!!!”  Achilles’s humiliation was complete.  He jerked faster and faster and ropes of creamy cum started flying upwards.  “THERE YOU GO BITCH, YES, THERE YOU GO!” yelled the victorious Champ as the fans in the auditorium erupted in applause.

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Dandy Dawson watched the videotape for the third time in his office.  He had jerked off each time—surprising even himself he could cum three times in one night.  The video would be a best seller for sure.  And what a masterstroke for the Champ to humiliate the Cocky-Maybe-Gay-Wrestler in a Dragon Sleeper!  Dandy wasn’t done with Jon Turner yet.  Nor with his Manager Patroclus.  

He paused to look at the photo on his phone.  Tons of hot Alpha Males were always sending him pics with their wrestling resumes.  This one, though, had caught his attention.  The 23-year old guy had wavy auburn hair and a very tanned muscled physique.  He was smooth except for the brown curls in his armpits.  Dandy hadn’t seen his cock and wasn’t sure if he shaved his pubes or not.  The dude wore a bright orange Speedo.  His stats—around 6’2” 185lbs—were similar to those of Patroclus.  He wrestled under the nickname “OrangeMuscle.”  Supposedly undefeated in some independent wrestling fed.  Patroclus and OrangeMuscle, thought Dandy.  Maybe, just maybe, a tag team?

The door to his office opened and BlackAlpha’s head popped inside.  “Boss,” the Ebony Stud started to say.  He hesitated seeing that Dandy was obviously naked behind his desk.  “Oh sorry, man, didn’t mean to barge in.  I just wanted to talk to you about…about the possibility of my returning to the TSWF.”  Dawson cocked an eyebrow.  “Hmmmmm,” he murmured, “I could maybe arrange a two-on-one match—with you being the one.  Could be a hot ticket.” 

The End.