OrangeMuscle v. The Blonde Tarzan

How to Demolish and Humiliate an Alpha Male Wrestler

“TINO!  TINO!  TINO!”  The rowdy Hartford crowd was all in for The Greek Heel in Round 2 of the best two out of three match between Tino Gavras and JackedStud.  Gavras aka OrangeMuscle stood at center ring double bi-flexing for the horny audience.  At his feet lay The Blonde Tarzan on his 55” chest.  His muscled quads trembled involuntarily.  Moments before, Tino had sat behind Jack Taylor’s head while he lay on his back.  Snarling “You show me nothing, you fucking pussy,” OrangeMuscle had scissored JS’s neck tight then rolled the Alpha Male onto his chest.  With his body hovering above JackedStud’s, Tino had repeatedly lifted his quads—yanking up the bigger man’s face—only to SLAM it back down into the canvas.  BAM!  BAM!  BAM!  The Greek Heel then rolled the muscle stud onto his back and over again onto his chest where, once again, he resumed bashing The Blonde Tarzan’s face into the canvas.  BAM!  BAM!  BAM!  Each time JackedStud was briefly rolled onto his back, his eyes appeared more glassy and unfocused.  Finally, after three more rolls and face poundings, Gavras had released his head scissors and stood posing over the twitching, nearly unconscious body.

Round 1 had been a slugfest with JackedStud throwing the black-haired Greek Heel around the ring like a rag doll for several minutes.  Nothing seemed to be going Gavras’s way as JS dominated the early going.  Each time Tino was whipped into a corner, his back hit the corner turnbuckles with a loud CLANG that reverberated throughout the building.  OrangeMuscle had fallen to his knees after being whipped into the turnbuckles for the seventh time.  While Coach Stan fretted in the corner, Tino had clasped his hands together and appeared to beg for JS to stop the abuse. 

The Blonde Tarzan had cackled before going into a crab pose for the Hartford crowd to a mix of cheers and jeers.  He then advanced on Gavras.  But it had all turned around quickly.  Springing forward from the corner, Tino had sent a series of vicious right and left jabs, first to JS’s left pec, then his right pec.  He followed with a lightning fast uppercut to JackedStud’s jaw that had the giant stumbling backward.  Tino immediately sent a massive right kick into JS’s 35” right quad and The Blonde Tarzan had crumpled to one knee.  Before JS could steady himself, Gavras spun and delivered a SUPER KICK to the side of Taylor’s head.  He crashed backward partially onto his side with his red Speedo-covered bubble butt pointing skyward.  As the crowd went crazy, Gavras did a little dance around the ring holding his sculpted arms above his head in a sign of victory.  The ref bent by the motionless muscle hunk and counted to ten.  JackedStud had been KO'd.

Round 2 had been even quicker.  The Blonde Tarzan had lurched forward after the bell—not quite recovered—only to feel Gavras grab and yank his long blonde mane before he HEAD BUTT Taylor in the forehead.  CRACK!  As JackedStud stumbled backwards seeing stars, Tino followed, fisting the blonde hair once more and pulling JS’s head downwards as he SLAMMED his size 12 orange boot into Taylor’s ample package.  WHUMP!  Aaaaaagggghhhhhhhh!  As JS clutched his wounded balls, The Greek Heel DOUBLE AXE HANDLED his broad back flattening Taylor on his chest on the mat.  From there, Gavras had STOMPED Taylor’s obliques until he rolled onto his back and was put in the vice of Gavras’s head scissors—leading to the repeated face poundings.

Up in his skybox, TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson wore a grim face.  He knew Gavras was a true Alpha Heel but never thought he could take out the 6’6” 250 pound Blonde Behemoth.  He picked up his mobile and penned a text.  “Are u ready?”  Within seconds Dandy’s phone beeped a notification.  The return text said simply “Yeah.”  Dawson smiled knowing the Dark Enforcer was in position.  Gavras might win this match but his night was only just beginning.

In the ring, Tino Gavras snickered as he looked down at the blonde hunk’s useless muscles.  “Fucking pussy boy, I’m gonna take you out in a way you’ll never forget.” He reached inside his orange Speedo and adjusted his semi-hard 9.5” cut cock.  He could feel that it was moist with pre-cum.  The crowd continued to chant “TINO!” as they stared at the outline of his mushroom head on the orange fabric.  Gavras leaned down, grabbed the back of Taylor’s red Speedo and peeled it down the giant’s hamstrings and off his body.  The crowd yelled “FUCK JACKED BITCH!” as Tino snickered “Such a fine Bottom Bitch Ass!”  The ref approached and began a count to ten.  Tino shoved the ref away.  “Get the fuck out of here!” he ordered.  “I’ll take the pussy’s submission when I’m good and ready to do so!” 

The Greek Heel leaned back down and wrapped his arms around JackedStud’s mid-torso.  With a loud grunt, Gavras yanked the bigger muscle stud upwards until his Speedo-covered cock pressed into the bare crack of Taylor’s ass.  He tightened his grip and—showing his amazing Alpha Male strength—lifted the Blonde Tarzan off his feet in a REVERSE BEARHUG as the fans taunted Taylor with cries of “JB!  JB!  JB!”

Gavras hissed “Yeah, I’m gonna take care of you, pussy boy.  You’re gonna be my BitchBoy!”  With Taylor’s boots still off the canvass, Tino walked the Blonde Tarzan towards the corner and threaded JS’s legs between the top and middle ropes on both sides of the ring post.  He hooked the giant’s calves over the middle ropes and let Taylor’s head and upper torso fall to the mat in a lower angle TREE OF WOE.  JS’s arms were spread wide exposing his bare pits.  His massive 10” cock was semi-hard.  It’s cut head pointed downward and covered Taylor’s smooth abs. 

Smirking, Gavras turned around facing outward from the corner and straddled JackedStud’s body, hovering above his face.  He flashed a cocky grin at Coach Stan in the opposite corner who responded with a big thumbs up.  Stan was dressed only in his trademark royal blue Speedo and his 8.5” cut cock tented the fabric.  The Coach was known for sometimes getting in on the post-match “stakes.”

The Greek Heel leaned down and grabbed JackedStud’s long blonde hair.  He yanked Taylor’s head upwards between his muscled quads and squeezed his neck tight.  With his massive frame now suspended outward from the middle ropes, Taylor's chin was pressed into Tino's orange Speedo-covered pouch.  The Blonde Tarzan’s eyes slowly opened to see Tino’s smooth 50” pecs and hard abs.  “Wakey, wakey pussy boi!” mocked Gavras.  His thick 9.5” cock was more than half hard inside his Speedos.  The cut head stood out near his waistline.

“Had enough BitchBoy?” demanded Gavras as he held Taylor in place with his quads and double bi-flexed above his face.  JackedStud could only stare at Tino’s 20” ceps and black armpit hair.  His 10” dick twitched on his abs—obviously turned on by the sight of the lone Alpha Male in the ring.  JS gurgled “I’ve had enough.”  As the Hartford fans went crazy, the ref motioned for the bell.  DING!  DING!  DING! 

“Such a fucking pussy,” said Tino as he grabbed Taylor’s blonde hair once more and rubbed JS’s chin against his Speedo-covered balls.  His cut cock was bolt upright and the swollen head appeared above his waistline.  A pearl of pre-cum dribbled from the slit down the front of his Speedo.  “Who am I, JackedBitch?” yelled Gavras.  Taylor whimpered “OrangeMuscle” into Tino’s Speedo.  “OrangeMuscle, Sir!” instructed Gavras.  “OrangeMuscle, Sir!” responded the Blonde Tarzan.  “And what am I to you, JackedBitch?”  “My….my Master, Sir!” said the defeated and submissive Taylor.

Tino grinned broadly.  His swollen cock head spurted out more pre-cum.  Strands of it now reached Taylor’s chin as he was held in place by the victor.  The crowd chanted “TINO!  TINO!  TINO!”  Slowly the Greek Heel lifted his right leg and wrapped it around JackedBitch’s neck converting the standing head scissors into a FIGURE FOUR NECK LOCK.  JS’s eyes bulged open as he felt his air supply cut off.  “FUCK YES!” hollered Gavras as he squeezed harder.  His big dick throbbed against the orange fabric of his Speedos.  “GONNA FEED YOU MY BIG LOAD, PUSSY!” he shouted.  His cock head pulsed above his waistline and—handsfree—blasted several ropes of cum onto JackedBitch’s face.  “FUCK YEAH, FUCK!” yelled Gavras as his white semen painted JS’s forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks and mouth.  The fans cheered wildly.

Taylor felt himself growing dizzy.  “THAT’S RIGHT, FUCKING PUSSY, YOU’RE GOING OUT!” exclaimed Gavras, as JackedBitch’s cum-covered eyes closed and his muscled body went limp.  Tino released his grip on JS’s hair and opened his legs.  Taylor’s head and upper torso hit the canvass.  BAM!  Gavras placed his size 12 right boot on JS’s cum-covered face as he stood triumphantly above the vanquished foe. 

Dandy Dawson paced in his sky box.  His phone beeped another notification and he pulled up another text from The Dark Enforcer.  He had sent a picture of…what was it?  Ropes hung down from rings bolted to the ceiling.  TDE held leather straps in his hands.  “Wow!” Dawson thought to himself.  He typed a response:  “Perfect.  Make sure the video cameras are working.  I want this recorded!”  “Don’t worry.” came the quick reply.  Dawson closed his eyes imagining what lay in store for Tino Gavras.  His 7.5” cut cock began to harden as he visualized Gavras’s naked body suspended off the floor with his muscled arms pinned to his back.  Maybe he would be hog-tied.  He could see Gavras being force fed the Dark Enforcer’s thick cock and skull-fucked.  What a humiliation for The Greek Heel.  Dawson fucking loved it.  He exited the sky box and quickly made for the elevators wanting to watch Gavras’s comeuppance in person and quite possibly to get into the action.

Down in the ring—as the crowd continued to serenade The Greek Heel with chants of “Champ!  Champ!  Champ!”—Coach Stan had observed Dawson pacing up in the sky box and texting someone on his mobile phone.  “Hmmmmm,” he said out loud to himself.  “Wonder what Dandy’s up to?”

(To be continued.)