AchillesAdonis v. TSWF Champ JoelAlphaHunk

JoelAlphaHunk Prepares to Defend His TSWF Title

“Word has it that Achilles will have Daddy Dom Sal in his corner Friday night along with his Manager Patroclus in his corner on Friday night,” said DaddyRodrigo as he kneaded the broad shoulders of the P.R. Alpha Stud.  “Ha!” responded the Champ, “That old queen?  No one’s seen the Daddy Dom much since his disastrous comeback attempt as BlueAlphaDaddy.  He lost that Tri-State Wrestling Fed title fight to VinnyMuscleStallion and became his Muscle Bottom Bitch.”

“Well, I guess I can fuck either or both of Sal and Patroclus while you deflower AchillesAdonis,” DR said, “That cocky Golden Warrior is going down.  Defeated, humiliated and fucked into oblivion by the sexiest Champ ever.”  JAH smiled at the compliment.  It was not every day you got to pop another Alpha Male’s cherry.  He wanted to make it memorable for the Blonde Gymnast.

“I’m a little worried about that golden weighted net,” said the Champ, “What do they call it?  A retarius?  No way I’m getting entangled in that thing like Cortez did.  Once you’re in the net, you’re defenseless.  You might as well scream ‘I submit,' and get ready to take it up the ass.”  “Ah, don’t worry about the net, Joel,” replied DaddyRodrigo.  “It won’t be a problem, I assure you.” 

Joel grinned over his shoulder at the handsome Manager with beautiful green eyes.  Rodrigo was 50 years old but looked no older than 40.  He had short black hair specked with silver  His sculpted 52” chest and 21” biceps looked especially sexy in his green tank top.  He kept his black pit hair trimmed.  DR wore rimless glasses and sported about a week of silver and black facial stubble.  Below his washboard abs and inside his green Speedos he had trimmed black pubic hair and a thick 10” uncut cock.  He still couldn’t believe that he and Joel—the latter with his own 9” uncut cock—had double penetrated The AsianMuscle God after JAH had won the title.  

The P.R. Alpha Stud and reigning TSWF Champ was 6’3” and 230 pounds.  He had 50” pecs, 20” biceps and 34” quads.  He still got hard thinking of his latest conquest—Javier Cortez’s traitorous hole—following AchillesAdonis’s surprise defeat of the Latino Hunk.  He had so wanted revenge on the Stud (now Bitch) Incarnate and—when Achilles passed up the chance to fuck him—JoelAlphaHunk was more than happy to take his place and plow his protege.  He and DaddyRodrigo had spit-roasted the Disloyal Muscle Boi on a hamstring weight machine in the ring. 

“Something else I heard at Sal’s gym the other day,” said Rodrigo.  “Yeah, what’s that?”  “Well, rumor has it that Sal helped AchillesAdonis to explore his Alpha Male Top side.  He apparently fucked Patroclus in a steam room.”  “You don’t say?” replied JAH, “Hmmmm, I wonder if he intends to fuck my ebony ass if he wins?”  “You should assume so, Champ,” said DaddyRodrigo, then added “but Achilles ain’t winning so it’s academic.  His virgin white ass will be all yours.”

“So the title match is back in Bay Ridge this Friday?” asked Joel as he stood up in his red Speedos.  His cock had swelled up from the talk of his owning Achilles’s hole.  He reached inside his pouch and adjusted the thick beast.  “That’s right, VinnyMuscleStallion’s hometown arena.  But you’ve got a bunch of Brooklyn fans so I think the crowd will be with you and not that Blonde Candy Ass.  Most want to see his virginity taken—preferably in rough fashion” DR said with a wink at JAH.  

“Put me down for that,” said the Champ.  He noticed DaddyRodrigo had walked around to his front and was kneeling before him with a tenting bulge in his green Speedos.  It was hard to hide a 10” cock, especially when it was hard as a rock.  The two men used to have a purely platonic relationship but had become friends with benefits, so to speak.  Now, Rodrigo palmed Joel’s ample crotch.  He opened his mouth and pressed his lips around JAH’s Speedo-covered shaft.  He could smell the Champ’s masculine aroma.  DR’s cock head pushed through his waistband.

Slowly, the Manager pulled down the waistband of the Champ’s red Speedos until he saw Joel’s cropped black pubes and the root of his hard manhood.  He bent forward and licked around the root and pressed his nose into the pubes.  He simultaneously hooked the waistband of his green Speedos under his big balls, freeing his beast of cock—now dripping pre-cum onto the locker room floor.  Further peeling down the red Speedos, Rodrigo watched Joel’s 9” cock spring free and slap against the Champ’s hard abs.  The swollen head bounced up and down just inches from DR’s lips.  Holding the base, he swirled his tongue around the protruding head, eliciting moans of delight from JAH.

“That’s a good Daddy,” sighed Joel, “Show me how much you love my cock.  Worship it!”  Rodrigo opened his greedy mouth wide and went down on the Champ taking his full 9” until his nose again brushed against Joel’s pubes.  The scent was intoxicating and DaddyRodrigo’s cock throbbed without being touched.  Joel grasped the back of DR’s head and began to thrust his hips forward and back.  Rodrigo was an expert cocksucker and didn’t gag on the big dick.  He let his mouth and throat be used as JAH picked up the speed of the face fucking.  “OH FUCK, FUCK…YOUR MOUTH FEELS SO GOOD!” he yelled, felling his climax rising.  He could see his Manager’s balls draw up as his 10” beast pulsed.  Within seconds, Rodrigo was grunting like a stuck pig around Joel’s manhood as his dick throbbed handsfree and white cum spilled onto the floor.  The sight was too much for the Champ.  He thrust forward one last time then held his dick in place as it exploded a big load down DaddyRodrigo’s throat.

As Joel came down from his release he slowly pulled his cock out of DR’s mouth.  The Manager licked the cock head free of any remaining cum then smiled upwards at his Muscle Hunk Trainee.  “You tasted so good, Champ,” he said with a wink.  “Glad you enjoyed it, Daddy,” said Joel with a big grin, “I love shooting my milkshakes down your throat.”  Slowing rising, DaddyRodrigo shook his big tool and stuffed it back inside his green Speedos.  “Okay, time to rest Champ,” he said, “The title match will be No Holds Barred.  Winner only by KO or submission.  And something else.”  “What’s that?” asked the P.R. Alpha Stud.  “‘Stakes’ will take place in the locker room and be videotaped.  That was Dandy Dawson’s idea.”  DR explained, referring to the TSWF promoter.  “Don’t be surprised if Dandy’s got some kinky plans in mind for the loser.”

(To be continued.)