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vinnymusclestallion Stories
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Ronnie positioned himself on the mat in front of Donald’s head, then surrounded his neck with his 33” quads. He pulled the Champ’s face forward until his lips brushed against Jackson’s sweaty Speedo-covered package—in a FACE-TO-CROTCH-SCISSORS—giving Donald a whiff of his manly scent. “Like that smell, Chump?” taunted the Ebony Hero.
Livingston said, “Let’s tie you in place for your big moment. Wouldn’t want you to miss it.” The Champ fisted the long strands of dreadlocks and tied them like a shoe lace with a bow around the top of the ring post. The Champ forced Ronnie off the middle turnbuckle so his body slunk downwards, held up only by his dreadlocks and arms.
Livingston slowly squatted down until he straddled Ronnie’s hamstrings. He pulled down the back of the challenger’s Speedo and snaked his hand between Jackson’s thighs. His fingers surrounded Jackson’s smooth balls and he pulled them along with Ronnie’s 9” cut cock backwards until his ample manhood was exposed.
After hearing that he'll face the Amateur Bodybuilder Danny Masters in a contender match to take on the Champ Phillip aka The Blonde Alpha Sadist, BlackAlpha and Coach Stan reminisce about BlackAlpha's time in prison and his brutal 'stakes' match against the Ultimate Top.
“Mmmmppppphhhhhhh!” blubbered the former promoter as Gleason began to move his hips, forcing his hard cock forward, deep into Dawson’s throat, then back. Dawson’s eyes watered. Earl wasted no time in picking up his tempo, skull-fucking Dandy as his Bitch. His hairless balls slapped repeatedly into Dawson’s chin.
Dandy padded after Gleason down a corridor. He watched The Freak’s ass cheeks jiggle inside his tight white briefs. It was more than just Earl’s globes; his muscular hamstrings were cut as well. Dawson’s 7.5” cock twitched at the sight. He had never fucked Earl....
Former promoter Dandy Dawson admired his hairless 46” chest, 18” biceps and 32” waist. He double bi-flexed at himself, seeing his cropped dirty blonde armpit hair. His perfectly shaped 7.5” cock began to thicken in his briefs, pushing the pouch fabric forward. The outline of his mushroom head appeared.
He roughly kicked the former Champ’s legs apart and stepped in behind his ass before sliding his dick up and down through the lubed crack. Delwin nodded while continuing to skull fuck Samson. “This is where you fucking belong, Bitch,” Phillip snarled, as he SLAMMED his 8.5” hard dick into the former Champ’s hole. “OOOHHH!!!” moaned Samson....
As the once proud and Mighty Gladiator staggered backwards from the corner, his gray green eyes were glassy. Phillip pulled his face downwards and applied an INVERTED FACE LOCK. He pulled the white Speedo gag out of the Hero’s mouth, then knelt and dragged Samson’s bearded face and body backwards, before lodging his face in his armpit....
The pouch of the Bobby’s jock strap didn’t entirely cover his big smooth balls, which bulged out the sides. He cupped his package and flashed an even wider grin. “Biggest balls in the TSWF!” he announced, “Wanna see the blonde pretty boy tea-bagged with them?” The fans whooped and hollered, with some chanting “YES!”
Bobby hung his head dejectedly as he gasped for air. Phillip snickered, “We all know what you want, Bitch!” Placing his hands on the back of Hawk’s head, he pulled the jobber’s face into the bulging pouch of his black leather Speedo. Bobby felt the Blonde Alpha Sadist’s semi-hard cock behind the leather fabric....
There were some audible sighs in the audience as they took in Phillip’s blonde hair, handsome face and deep blue eyes. His impressive smooth physique included a 52” chest, 22” biceps, a 32” waist and 34” quads. Large brown nipples stood almost erect at the center of each of his pecs.
The photo showed a gorgeous blue-eyed stud with dark brown eyebrows with a mop of unruly blonde hair with dark roots. He looked to be in his mid-20s. His chest and abs were smooth and well-defined. He had large brown nipples. He had raised one muscular tatted arm to reveal cropped dark brown armpit hair....
After a few moments, Samson’s torpedo dick was fully seated. His black hair-covered balls rested against Luis’s smooth ass cheeks. He nodded to Brutus who smiled back at the new Champ. Then Tino began to move his hips forward and back, picking up the tempo. Brutus did the same and was soon skull-fucking the formerly cocky Cortez from the front.
Dawson loosened his grip on the back on DeLovely’s head. The Fabulous Vixen was an expert cocksucker. Her right hand surrounded Dandy’s balls and lightly tugged on them as she deep-throated the promoter. From the apron, Coach Stan started to say something but saw his boss was consumed by his horniness....
As the Champ’s muscular body twitched at Gavras’s feet, the Relentless Contender raised his 24” biceps and flexed for the fans. The imprint of his big cut cock was now evident on the pouch of his white Speedo. He dropped his pose and reached inside his waistband to adjust his hardening dick, which now appeared at an angle....
Samson lodged Luis’s boyish face into his hairy armpit then dropped to one knee, putting the Champ in a DRAGON SLEEPER. Cortez’s nose pressed into Tino’s pit and inhaled his masculine sweaty scent. “DRA-GON! DRA-GON!” chanted the Trenton fans as the Mighty Gladiator beamed. He hollered “LIKE MY PIT, BITCH! I BET YOU DO!”
Cortez held Samson against his washboard abs. Then he twisted the once Mighty Gladiator upside down. With Samson’s face buried in Luis’s junk, the Champ thrust his hard 11” cock between Tino’s lips and into his throat. The crowd roared at the sight of Gavras impaled upside down on the Champ’s big dick.
Samson reached again for the waistband of the Champ’s Speedo. This time, however, he also grabbed the front of Luis’s poser. He yanked both back and the crowd went wild at the sight of Cortez’s black pubic hair and semi-hard 11” cock. Then Samson delivered another gut-punch—POW!—that rocketed the 19-year old’s body.
DeLovely removed each man’s red Speedo. She had hogtied the naked Jorge with his own rope, exposing his big brown ass cheeks. Naked Carlos was on his knees. His wrists were bound by rope and pulled upwards in a “V” shape where they were tied to piping in the exposed ceiling. His 9” cock dangled downward below his hairless pubic area.
Luis…Champ!” Dawson broke in, “Brutus is solid. He’ll be in your corner. Hell, he’ll even spit roast Samson with you following your victory!” Chills ran up the promoter’s spine as he visualized the Mighty Gladiator on all fours getting rammed by Cortez’s 11” uncut cock while being face fucked by Brutus’s Anaconda….”
Coach Stan slid downwards to his knees. As he crumpled, his face ran across the bulge of Delilah’s leotard. Stan could feel the hardness of what lay underneath. He groaned “What’s…. What’s this about? Where’s your wrestler—the guy I’m supposed to train?”
Carlos and Jorge looked concerned. “But Luis,” his father began, “This Tino was once called the Greek Heel. He decimated and humbled several wrestlers before being broken by Dawson and his henchman Brutus from Brazil. Used a trademark phrase ’Had enough?’ before forcing jobbers to submit….”
The Joker slid his hands through BatBitch’s arms. He clasped them behind the Defeated Do-Gooder’s neck in a FULL NELSON. His cock stiffened quickly and pressed into the once Might Crime Fighter’s ass crack. “I have waited for this moment forever!” the Clown Prince crowed.
Nightwing and the Joker watched as Bane took the head of his swollen cut cock and tapped it against BatBitch’s lips. The Submissive Superhero looked utterly defeated. His mouth opened and lips stretched wide as the Hairy Hulk thrust his hard member forward, burying it in BatBitch’s throat and forcing the Dark Knight to gag, “GGG-WWW-OOO-CCC-KKK!!
In another ring corner, the Caped Crusader was shocked to see Nightwing, completely naked, and hanging upside down in a TREE OF WOE. His face was covered with his long black hair. The Young Superhero’s flaccid 10" cut cock dangled downward over his washboard abs.
The 6’5” Joker stood in front of the Young Superhero. He had pulled his hard 9” uncut cock free from his purple pants and was bitch slapping Nightwing’s youthful face with it. With a cackle, he rammed the dick inside Nightwing’s mouth and throat—forcing the Young Superhero to gag and his nose to brush up against the Joker's ginger red pubes.
The Clown Prince released his grip on Nightwing’s balls and motioned for Frost to take over. The goon attached the leather parachute spreader to Nightwing’s balls then attached the 15-pound dumbbell to the metal chains hanging below the spreader.“ Aaaagggghhhhhh!!!” groaned the Young Superhero.
Batman launched himself forward and speared Nightwing’s abs with his right shoulder. BAM! “OOF!” The younger muscle hunk doubled over next to the building’s brick wall. He fell to his knees gasping for air. Nightwing’s face bumped into Batman’s prominent bulge and rested there. He could feel The Dark Knight’s manhood beginning to swell....
Cortez forced Gleason’s head and upper torso between the top and middle ropes and bent his upper body backwards, putting the former Champ on display for the horny Bay Ridge fans. The middle rope pressed into Gleason’s balls. But the same pressure hardened Earl’s Destroyer cock. His swollen black cock head rose and pointed at the crowd.
Some of Cortez’s swagger had returned. He smirked at the sight of the Champ’s big cock. He pulled down his black jock strap, exposing his dusting of black pubes and big thick shaft and finally revealing all of his 11” uncut cock. He swatted his manhood, helping it to grow harder while staring back at Gleason. “Think you can handle this Puta?”
Gleason immediately mounting Luis’s chest, pinning his shoulders with his knees. His still moist pouch rested on the Latino’s chin. The Destroyer was semi-hard. Earl pushed it downward and rubbed the jock-covered bulge against Cortez’s face. “Smell my big black cock and balls, Bitch!” Gleason sneered.
Luis fell to his knees in front of The Freak. His hands covered his bulge. His face bumped into the Champ’s ample pouch. Earl’s hands surrounded the back of the teen’s head and swirled his hips forcing Luis’s face to rub clockwise against Earl’s wet jock strap and swelling manhood.
“You like that boy, don't you? Take a good whiff...."
Strong muscled arms grabbed at The Freak in the darkness. One forearm wrapped around his throat. "Nnnngghhhh!" Another from the same assailant pressed on his head, forcing the Champ to his knees. Another hand reached inside Earl’s pouch and encircled the base of his Destroyer cock. “What the fuck?” exclaimed the Champ.
“Did you set me up?” Bennett demanded. “Set you up?” the promoter said incredulously, “What the hell are you talking about?” “You know,” The Tank sneered, “Have Uncle Jorge spike my drink at Leo’s Casa Calamari, then humiliate me on a video sent to Earl." “I have no idea what you’re talking about, you Dumb Blonde Bitch!” Dawson roared.