OrangeMuscle v. The Blonde Tarzan

“That fucking pussy!” snarled 23-year old Constantine “Tino” Gavras as he prepared to bench press 250 pounds of weight dressed only in his orange Speedo and size 12 orange boots.  He stared upwards and saw Coach Stan leering down at his ripped smooth body as he got into position to spot the Greek Heel aka OrangeMuscle.  “Tino, don’t pay any attention to the man.  He’ll give you a title shot.” said Stan referring to the silver-haired Tri-State Wrestling Federation promoter Dandy Dawson.  “Yeah, right,” Tino grumbled, “That’s what you’ve been saying but now he’s making me win another ‘stakes’ match before he’ll even consider me for a shot at JoelAlphaHunk’s belt.  I’m being used.  Everyone saw me decimate BlackAlpha.  I destroyed the Ebony Stud.”  “I get it,” replied Stan, “But technically you were disqualified.  You need to go out tomorrow evening and win your match against JackedStud.  It’s Heel against Heel.  Kind of an Alpha Male dream match.  One Alpha will be destroyed and humiliated.  I kinda get Dawson’s thinking.  He knows the match will be hugely popular.”

“You mean JackedBitch!” snorted Tino as he began pumping iron.  With each push upwards, his hard pecs contracted creating a valley between them.  Stan watched intently and felt blood rushing to his 8.5” cut cock inside his gym shorts.  Tino had been working out hard—putting on more muscle, all of it natural.  His chest had grown from 48” to 50” and his biceps from 18” to 20”.  He now weighed in at a respectable 215 pounds.  At 6’2”, Tino was shorter than some of the behemoths in the TSWF but he was also among the most handsome with wavy black hair, gray green eyes, short black armpit hair, trimmed black pubes and a 9.5” cut cock with a fat mushroom head.

Stan had been training Tino for almost two months, including before the Greek Heel’s “2 on 1” fight with Patroclus against the former Champ Black Alpha.  That match had ended with the former Champ in a combined Boston Crab and Camel Clutch.   BA screamed out his submission but arrogant Tino had refused to accept it.  The referee disqualified him because Stan had stayed in the ring past a count of ten.  At least the promoter Dawson had awarded post-match stakes to OrangeMuscle—recognizing the true winner of the match.  

Afterwards, Stan had lobbied Dawson hard for a title shot but Dandy wanted Tino to prove his mettle against a True Alpha Heel before considering that possibility.  When word came down of the match against the Cocky Blonde Tarzan, JackedStud, Stan was worried.  JS’s stats were massive even compared to Tino’s improved ones.  He was 6’6”, 250 pounds, with 55” smooth pecs, big brown nips, 23” biceps, a 34” waist, 35” quads, and an eight pack with defined ridges.  He kept his pits and public area shaved, all the better to show off his incredible physique and the largest cock in the TSWF, cut, fat and 10”.  His long blonde hair framed a sexy as fuck face with blue eyes.

“Yeah, JackedBitch,” agreed Coach Stan as Tino finished his 15th rep.  He lifted the barbell away from OrangeMuscle and racked it before continuing.  “You can’t take this match lightly, though, Tino.  The Blonde Tarzan is much bigger than you.  He’s a nasty piece of work.  His few losses have been fluky and some would say he’d be undefeated but for a little outside interference.”  Stan smiled to himself remembering how he had assisted BlackAlpha in his title defense against JackedStud.  That was before his falling out with the Ebony Hero.

“Okay Coach,” replied Tino as he sat up on the bench and downed a gulp of water from his bottle.  “I know exactly how I intend to end the match against JackedStud.  It makes me hard even thinking about it.”  “You don’t say,” murmured Stan.  “Yeah I’m gonna give that Pussy Muscleboy a cum facial he’ll never forget,” said the Greek Heel, “The fans are gonna go crazy seeing him humiliated.”  Tino cupped his impressive bulge and flashed a cocky grin at his Coach.  Stan sighed.  He didn’t want to antagonize Gavras but thought there was an equal or better chance his trainee would be manhandled by the Blonde Tarzan before being deflowered before the horny Hartford fans.  Oh well, he thought to himself.  Tino might have to learn the hard way—literally.

“Let’s hit the showers,” said Coach Stan.  “Later Coach,” said Tino, “Patroclus said he’d meet me here for a few sets.  Then he’s gonna help me…relax, if you get my drift.”  Stan gave a knowing nod.  The Greek Heel was getting all the sex he needed from the dark-haired and handsome Pat Ross, who had become almost a captive slave to Gavras following the match with BlackAlpha.

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Jack Taylor aka JackedStud stood in the shower stall in Sal’s Bay Ridge gym.  Naked, he let the hot water spray his 55” pecs and hard abs.  His thick cut 10” cock swayed like a pendulum.  Jack was deep in concentration.  For months he had been assigned to Dandy Dawson’s goon squad.  No doubt it had come with some fringe benefits.  Like the time the Ginger Giant RedDante and he had their fun with BlackAlpha and VinnyMuscleStallion.  Vinny had just won the TSWF title only to be DP’d by RedDante and the Blonde Tarzan in the locker room.  And JackedStud had finally got to fuck the Ebony Stud.  Now Taylor had a chance to get back on track to win his first TSWF title.  If he defeated this would-be Heel Gavras, he’d be in line to take on Champ JoelAlphaHunk.

“Hey there!” a voice hollered from the adjacent stall.  JackedStud smiled as he saw the top third of his best friend and fellow goon squad member RedDante.  RD had long red hair and gorgeous blue eyes.  He stood 6’4” and weighed about 270 pounds.  His muscular body was smooth except for the thick red hair on his head, the shock of ginger hair in his armpits and the red treasure trail leading down washboard abs to cropped pubes.  He sported piercings in each of his large nipples and blue and green tattoos on both his 25” ceps.  Like JackedStud, he had a 55” chest.  His broad back tapered down to a 34” waist and 35” quads.  His 7.5” cock was the fattest cock in the Tri-State Wrestling Fed.  Its girth was fatter than Rocco Steel’s.  

“Heard you’re gonna fight that Greek Heel Gavras in Hartford tomorrow evening,” said RedDante as he turned on the shower and waited for warm water.  “Yeah, Dawson wants me to crush the asshole…really humiliate him.  Says he’s tired of the guy’s cockiness.”  RD began soaping up his body as the water poured down on his head.  He snickered “Shouldn’t be too tough.  You got a ton of physical advantages over him.  Gonna be painful when he loses his virginity to your monster cock.”  The Blonde Tarzan laughed but saw that his big cock was already half hard.  Just the thought of fucking the punk made him horny as fuck.  He closed his eyes and began to stroke his dick under the shower spray.

“Let me help you there,” said RedDante who had moved over into JackedStud’s stall.  The two Alpha Males were sometimes friends with benefits.  The Red-Haired Behemoth suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Taylor.  JS opened his eyes and could see that RD was hard as a rock.  “So pretty to see you like this,” murmured Taylor.  “On your knees like a good boy.”  RD’s face was eye-level with the base of JackedStud’s hard dick.  The Ginger Giant’s fat cock was pulsing with anticipation.  He leaned forward before opening his mouth and swirling his lips around Jack’s mushroom head.  He tasted the salty flavor of Taylor’s pre-cum.  RD felt Taylor’s hands grab his long red hair and pull the Ginger Giant forward until the thick long cock was buried deep in RD’s throat.  He started to gag but JackedStud commanded “That’s it, take my fucking cock, ginger boy!  You’re such a slutty cock whore, aren’t you?”  

JackedStud began thrusting his dick in and out of RedDante’s throat pausing every few thrusts to ram the shaft in until RD’s nostrils were pressed against his shaved pubic bone.  “Yes, boy, fuck yes!” moaned JS.  He loved dominating another Alpha Male.  The Ginger Giant tried to keep up with Taylor’s piston like pummeling of his throat.  His own 7.5” dick was throbbing.  “Are you ready to take my big load, boy?” grunted JackedStud.  RD groaned approvingly around the thick pulsing dick.  “OHHHHHH FUUUCCCCCKKK!” cried out the Blonde Tarzan as his cock shot huge ropes of cum deep into RD’s throat.  The Ginger Behemoth gagged more loudly trying to keep up with the torrent of cum blasting into his gullet.  “GGG-OOOCCCKKKK!!!”  He felt his own fat 7.5” dick spasm before, handsfree, spewing a load of cum onto the shower floor.

JackedStud finally let go of RedDante’s long red hair and pulled his semi-hard cock from RD’s mouth.  He flicked it, dripping cum remnants onto the Ginger Giant’s chin.  RedDante looked up with a grin.  “I love your protein shakes!” he said with a wink, “Hope I relaxed you before you destroy that pussy Tino!”

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The silver-haired TSWF promoter sat behind his desk peering into his computer monitor.  He was 55 years old, stood 6’ and weighed a trim 185 pounds.  He had short silver-hair with blue eyes.  His leanly muscled body was smooth.  He kept his silver pubes cropped above his perfectly shaped thick 7.5” cut cock.

Dawson hit the Zoom link and then the “Join” button and waited for the call to begin.  Suddenly the picture opened and he found himself face-to-face with a black male wearing a black and silver Lucha Libre mask.  He was seated and wore a tight black and silver singlet.  It was obvious his pecs were mountainous, at least 50+”.  Veins popped along the ridge of his biceps.  “Ahhh,” began Dandy, “The Dark Enforcer.  Glad to finally meet you.”  “Yeah,” said the masked Alpha Male, “It’s me.  I’m a little busy.  I was told you had a job for me to do.”

Dawson slowly nodded, “Maybe.  I want you to be on standby in Hartford tomorrow evening.  I’ve got an up and coming Cocky Heel by the name of Gavras taking on an Alpha Male Behemoth named JackedStud.”  “Yeah, I know about the Blonde Tarzan.  Who’s this pussy Gavras?”  “Well, he’s known as OrangeMuscle or the Greek Heel.  Handsome as fuck.  Arrogant as hell.”  “Okay, Mr. Dawson, but how can I help?” asked The Dark Enforcer.  “You come highly recommended.  If JackedStud loses to Gavras, I need a back up plan.  I want to bring down OrangeMuscle.  He’s too cocky for his own good.  He needs to be humiliated—and to know that Dandy Dawson arranged it.  I want to hear him submit over and over again.  Sobbing submissions would be even better.  I want to break him before he has any shot at the TSWF title.  I want him to know I control him.  Once broken, he’ll never stand a chance against the Champ JoelAlphaHunk.  He’ll head back to Chicago as a pathetic jobber.” 

The Dark Enforcer was silent for a few moments.  “I think I know how that can be accomplished Mr. Dawson,” he said thoughtfully.  “Nice,” replied Dandy, “Can I just get your stats?” he asked picking up his pen and a notepad.  “Yeah, I’m 6’4’, 245 pounds, 54” chest, 24” biceps, 33” waist, 33” quads and….” he trailed off and paused.  “A 9” cut cock.  And I’m smooth chested with trimmed black pit and pubic hair.”  Dawson finished writing down the stats and smiled.  “Very good, Dark Enforcer, very good.  Be ready backstage in Hartford tomorrow night.  Oh, and I’ve heard you have some…some punishing contraptions.  Bring one with you, ok?  I want to give Tino a night to remember.”  The Dark Enforcer grunted his assent.  He flexed his biceps at the camera, revealing his cropped black armpit hair.  Dandy’s thick 7.5” cock awoke quickly.  He could feel it pressing against the zipper of his silver slacks.  “Fuck yes, Dark Enforcer, fuck yes,” the promoter said with a grin of satisfaction.  He couldn’t wait to hear Gavras begging to be fucked.

(To be continued.)