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.
Earl Gleason's eyes widened as he took in a scene of brutal domination. Immediately he recognized the smooth chiseled chest and hard 8” cock of his partner. The base of the cock was gripped by a firm brown hand. Gary’s face was blocked from view. His head was being scissored by massive brown quads.
The Latino hunk kicked off his work boots. He unfastened the belt on his blue jeans. He quickly unbuttoned the pants and pulled them down his big quads and calves. He was wearing white briefs, which contrasted nicely with his cinnamon-colored skin. Curly black pubes sprouted above the top of his waistband.
Earl smiled and lowered his briefs. His veiny cut cock—The Destroyer—rose to its full 9.5” length. He pushed the head down against BlackBeta’s lips, which parted to accept it. In seconds, The Freak’s cock was buried in BB’s throat. Johnny Liu began to thrust in and out of the former Champ’s canal.
With the Harlem crowd on its feet booing and jeering, BlackAlpha reached down and hauled the AsianTitanBull to his feet at center ring. He wrapped his left arm around ATB's neck and pulled his face into his right armpit. Liu inhaled the former Champ's sweat as his nose rubbed against cropped black hair.
The curtains were drawn back and the Champ walked through them, his face beaming with confidence. The spotlight shown on his smooth golden skin, leanly muscled body, and bright blue Speedo with a big bulge. The crowd leapt to its feet and cheered wildly. Flashing a big grin, Johnny Liu alternated flexing his 46” right and left pecs.
Stan grabbed the AsianTitanBull’s ankles and raised his legs. He spread them slightly and peered down at Liu’s now exposed hole. His ass crack was already hairless. His pucker was a slight shade of pink, contrasting with his smooth golden skin. “What…what are you doing?” ATB murmured. “Time to break you in fully, boy,” Coach Stan replied.
“And don’t even think about fighting back,” Stan warned. He deepened his voice, “There’s a right way. A wrong way. And Coach Stan’s way. And today, you’ll experience Coach Stan’s way. Got it?” “Alright,” Johnny said. “And get ready to become my Bitch, ok?" Coach Stan instructed, "Cause that’s the way this ends today...."
Dawson pulled out his top drawer and brought out a stainless steel cock cage. It had a cock ring for a male’s nuts and capsule of sorts in which to stuff a cock head. The capsule was not solid but had 12 silver rods extending from the center to a smaller ring. A key attached to a silver chain was inserted into the cage.
Johnny Liu was only 5’11” and 200 pounds. He had a golden complexion with smooth 46” pecs with dark nipples and 18” biceps. ATB had thick patches of black hair in his armpits and pubic region. His white Speedo had become nearly translucent with his sweat, revealing the imprint of his massive 12” x 7” uncut cock.
We’re going to uncuff you boys. You are going to sit in front of us and face each other as you jerk a load out of those loser dicks.” Neither Rico nor Bobby were in any condition to fight back. We removed their cuffs and knelt them face to face. Both of them started jerking….
I peeled down my black Speedo and walked over to Bobby, still tied up in the ropes. I moved in front of his face. He looked up at me. “Who’s your Alpha now?” I taunted. Bobby was silent. I bitch slapped his face with my hard cock. “Bitch, who am I?” I demanded. “My….my Alpha.” “Damn right, and you know what to do, Bitch!” The blonde pretty boi opened his mouth and I rammed my cock inside.
Devon announced “Just so you know, when this is over, you’ll both be calling us Sirs and yourselves Bitches as we ram our hard cocks up your holes.” “Yeah, right,” Rico said dismissively as he began to bounce from one foot to the other. He added “Hope Puta here has filled you in on our last encounter.” “Yeah,” Bobby added, “When we spit-roasted the Puta in his own home.” With a wink, he reached inside the pouch of ...
I took him deep, trying to breathe and avoid gagging on the huge cock. He owned my throat as my nose bumped repeatedly into his trimmed black pubes. Every five or so thrusts, he held my face against his pubic bone. I tasted more of his pre-cum. Soon saliva was spilling from the corners of my mouth. My right hand went to my hard shaft and began jerking my 7” cock. It was already lubricated from my own jizz. He swatted my hand ...
“No fucking mercy for you!” he announced. He spread my legs, raised his right black boot and STOMPED my lower abs twice. BAM! “Aagghh!” BAM! “Aagghh!” Devon snickered as he placed his left black boot on my swollen package. He stepped fully onto my bulge GAS-PEDALING my balls with the full weight of his 240lbs body. “AAARRRGGGHHHH!” I screamed.
I imagined my face buried between Devon’s mountainous pecs. His hand gripped the back of my head and moved my lips to each of his large dark brown nips. I sucked greedily on them as the dominant masseur sighed. His big cock pressed against mine. Devon pushed downward on my head. My tongue lapped at his hard abs as I slid down onto my knees. He rubbed his cock against my cheeks and lips.
The GoldenBitch’s creamy white bubble butt was on full display. His small soft cock dangled downward. His body swayed right and left. He was whimpering but the sound was muffled by a ball gag. The silver-haired promoter Dandy Dawson stood close by, admiring his handiwork. His silver Speedo was again tenting, aroused as he was by Alex’s plight.
ATB was about to answer when the former Champ raised the belt above his head and SLAMMED DOWN the front of it on Liu’s forehead. WHAM! “UGH!” The Champ fell to his knees, teetered forward and back, then—eyes unfocused—face planted in front of BlackAlpha’s black boots. The crowd rained down boos and jeers on their Former Hero.
Ulrich felt that his insides were being split wide open. He gritted his teeth, “UHHHH…OH MY GOD…OH MY GOD!” “TAKE IT, BITCH,” commanded the Champ as he began to move his hips forward and back. Each time his fat long cock slid more easily into the defeated SuperBitch’s hole.
The head of Alex Ullrich’s 12” strap-on dildo was seconds away from invading the Champ’s hole. The AsianTitanBull began to feel enormous pressure. Suddenly, he heard a loud WHAP! The sound of metal upon a human head was unmistakable. The pressure went away as the huge dildo fell away from ATB’s ass. He turned to see the GoldenBoy—clad only in his golden jock—writhing on the canvass
The GoldenBoy flexed his biceps above the groaning Champ whose eyes were unfocused. ATB felt Ulrich rise and grab his ankles. His body was hauled to a neutral corner. Alex hooked Liu’s legs over the top ropes on each side of the ring post then let the Champ’s chiseled body hang upside down in a Tree of Woe. His outstretched arms exposed his thick tuffs of black armpit hair.
Cries of “FUCK THAT ASS!” filled the arena as the curtains at the back of the auditorium parted. Alex Ulrich aka the GoldenBoy strode through them onto the ramp way. His longish light brown hair with blonde highlights fell about his face. He was wearing a painted golden mask and a golden latex singlet. The crowd gasped when they realized that around Alex’s waist was a strap-on fat dildo, at least 12” in length. The dildo ...
With his wavy blonde hair and blue eyes, AchillesAdonis stared across at the BlackKnight aka GoldenBoy Alex Ulrich. Dawson had made Turner the Masked Fighter’s sparring partner—partly because he had some MMA training in addition to his gymnastic skills…. The Masked Fighter lifted both arms and flexed his biceps at AchillesAdonis. He was entirely smooth. He sneered, “Gonna dominate you, Bitch!” Turner smirked and felt his cock ...
BlackAlpha and his Squad members peered into the locker room. They saw VinnyMuscleStallion—6’2” and 235 lbs—standing before the full length mirror. He wore his tight white tank top with “Italia” written on the front in blue. His smooth, olive-skinned complexion contrasted nicely with the white fabric. He admired the outline of his sculpted 54” pecs and hard nipples. The Stallion stared at his wavy black hair and handsome ...
Dandy Dawson slowly realized he was naked and lying in a sling. His wrists were shackled to restraints above his head. His legs were spread apart and lifted skywards to where his ankles were restrained. one. “What the fuck is going on?” Dawson growled and began to struggle against his restraints. “Shut up, Bitch,” a familiar voice ordered.
My Babyfaced Stud had become my Bitch on the wrestling mats. Now, he was sprawled out before me, sweaty and naked. Kyle’s 7.5” cut cock betrayed his supposed straightness. It was hard as a rock, rising across his lower belly. Pre-cum leaked into his navel. I moved next to his muscled body and he slowly, obediently, rose onto his knees before me. I nodded my head and he placed his hands on the sides of my bright red Speedo and ...
I crouched only five feet away from the Babyfaced Stud Kyle. We both held up our muscled arms. I could see a light sheen of sweat on the kid’s 50” pecs. He had a light dusting of brown hair around his nipples. I was sweating too and we hadn’t even begun our match. Kyle was wearing only a flesh-colored Speedo. My tight Speedo was bright red. Kyle’s bulge was slightly tenting—enough that I could see the outline of his ...
Kyle smiled and pulled off his jacket and his long sleeve blue shirt. I watched as his tight gray tank top with the Montana State Bobcats logo in dark blue came into view. His tanned shoulders were every bit as muscled and ripped as I had imagined. His broad back tapered to a narrow waist. His large pecs and nipples strained against the gray fabric.
I felt pre-cum leaking from the slit of my mushroom head and used it to increase the tempo of my strokes. I closed my eyes and imagined what Kyle might look like naked. Was he a bit hairy like me? Or smooth? .... Was his cock as big as mine? Bigger? If he was gay, did he top or bottom or both? I wanted to order Kyle to get on his knees before me and swallow my dick. I imagined his lips wrapped around my shaft as he stared upwards ...
I’m Chinese-Australian by birth, hence “Asian.” I’m aggressive as fuck in the ring, hence “Bull.” And I have, it must be said, a huge cock. It’s 12” of uncut meat and 7” thick, hence “Titan.” The veins running through my shaft pulse when I’m hard and horny. Bigger muscle studs always fail to take me seriously and, invariably, they end up with my titanic dick in their jobber holes.
Guest referee BlackAlpha motioned Wu Teng and Earl Gleason to join him at center ring. The Freak hesitated then went into another double bi-flex, this time directed at the AsianMuscleGod—an obvious attempt to intimidate the former Champ before the match. Tanner Wu smirked and flexed his 23” biceps back at Gleason, exposing his hairless pits. He would not be intimated.