Bennett walked over to the rack and began slowly turning the crank, stretching out Brutus. Soon there were muffled screams in the ring as the Brazilian was well and truly racked. His back lay across the high point of the rack, with his upper torso stretched down one side and his lower body stretched down the other. Brutus’s black fur-covered muscles were on full display from his quads to his abs to his 55” chest....The Freak didn’t ...
As Brutus stepped back, the crowd could see Earl Gleason had been pancaked in the corner and was reeling. The Freak stumbled forward a few steps then FACE PLANTED on the canvas, with his legs kicking into the mat, more reflexively than intentionally. Dandy Dawson raised his arms in victory. “TAKE HIM OUT!!!” the promoter ordered from his seat.
“Don’t worry, boss,” replied Brutus from Brazil. He was flexing his 24” biceps before a full-size mirror, exposing the black fur in his armpits. His long black hair had been pulled back into a bun. Around his waist was the Tri-State Wrestling Federation Championship belt. “I…I was just trying it on for size,” The Ultimate Alpha said—a little mischievously in his heavy Brazilian accent.
The Chinese-American former Champ stood 6’4” and weighed 250 pounds of pure muscle. One spotlight in Han’s basement (more like a dungeon) was trained on his sculpted, platinum-skinned body, which was oiled from his shoulders to his bare feet. Tanner’s arms were spread apart and his wrists manacled to a ceiling beam. His legs were also spread apart and his ankles were manacled to bolts on the floor. AMG's smooth 54” pecs ...
Both 45-year old Bennett and 44-year old Gleason had been shocked when Tri-State Wrestling Fed promoter Dandy Dawson had called to offer Earl a title shot. After all, Dawson and his bodyguard Hairy Brutus had just demolished Bennett and Gleason in a revenge match. Dawson had KO’d The Tank after a vicious low blow to his balls then restrained him in a corner of the ring before plowing him senseless....
Using both hands, Big Bill began to face fuck Cortez roughly. The Latino teen was gagging within seconds and saliva began to drip from the sides of his mouth. He had never sucked such a big, thick cock. But Davenport didn’t relent. Over and over again, Luis’s mouth and throat were impaled on the huge member. Big Bill exclaimed “Fuck yeah, take that big cock, punk, all of it!”
When Davenport finally stood up, there was Luis Cortez smirking with his hand inside his poser stroking his monster. “Puta, ready for round three?” the teen asked. “You’re going down, punk!” the officer exclaimed, trying to project confidence despite being taken to school in round two. “Yeah, right, Cabron,” Luis sneered, “Maybe we should wrestle naked. Save us a step later,” he added.
In a display of raw strength, the officer hauled Luis’s body upwards until he was seated on Bill’s broad shoulders. The tenting pouch of Luis’s poser momentarily pressed into Bill’s face again but the big black officer then POWER BOMBED the Latino bodybuilder onto the mat. BAM! “UGH!” Cortez jackknifed upwards reflexively.
As Luis stared upwards from the bed, 6’4” 235 pound Bill Davenport began to strip out of his tight fitting dark blue police uniform. He removed his shirt slowly, exposing his 50” smooth pecs with large dark nipples and 22” biceps. His muscled torso tapered down to a 33” waist. Bill then kicked off his shoes and unzipped his pants. He peeled them down his 34” quads—revealing a dark blue Speedo with a golden badge on his ...
My masked Black Masseur Devon and I finally exited the shower and toweled off. Our cocks remained hard. In the shower, he had been silent for several minutes—only moaning occasionally as I worked his big brown nipples with my tongue and teeth. “Is my time up, Sir?” I asked while drying my dirty blonde pubes and armpit hair. “Fuck no,” he responded, playfully swatting my swaying dick with his towel.
Devon grabbed the sides of his black briefs and peeled them down his big quads. His pubic bone came into view and I could see a tuft of black pubic hair at the root of his thick cock. Then his semi-hard cock emerged and bounced upwards. He was definitely packing 8.5 to 9”. The dick was cut and his fat cock head was swollen. The head was almost a pinkish color compared to his dark brown shaft and balls. He watched me watching him. ...
Then I saw the profile for “Devon.” He was a big black muscle stud, standing 6’4” and weighing 240 pounds. Said he was 35. In all the online pics, he wore a tight fitting black hood and mask. He hadn’t posted any photos of his cock but implied it was a lot to handle. His smooth skin was gorgeous, a creamy brown color. He was very ripped. His stats said he had 50” pecs and 20” biceps. A few photos showed he kept his ...
Brutus held The Tank aloft in his bearhug. He walked the Blonde Bodybuilder over to where Earl lay on his chest and DUMPED Bennett on Gleason’s body. WHUMP! Dawson had gotten to his feet. Looking down at Gary--who was gasping for air and lying on top of Earl--he complained “About time, Brutus!” “But boss,” the Hairy Giant started to say. “We’ll talk later,” Dandy replied and reached down to grab Bennett’s wavy ...
As if on cue, the door to the ring room opened and Tri-State Wrestling Fed chair Dandy Dawson strode in. “Look at what we have here!” the promoter began, “If it isn’t my former foreman who was DP’d in this very ring. And his…what? His top?” “The only one getting topped today is you!” exclaimed Bennett as he extended his right hand and pointed at Dawson, “You fucked me over in this ring and today I’m taking you ...
“Time to initiate our new employee!” Dave Dawson said with a wink at the Blonde Bodybuilder and foreman Gary Bennett, and Bay Ridge gym owner Sal Gaglione. As if on cue, the men pulled off their tops and sweats. They wore classic Bike jock straps with white pouches containing their cocks. Bennett was already half hard as his 8” cut cock tented outward from his jock.
Earl went to his duffel bag in the corner. He pulled four restraints from it and went over to where the Straight SurferBoy was still lodged face outward into the corner. In a matter of seconds, Gleason had fastened the restraints around Chad’s wrists and the top ropes on each side of the post. He did the same with Epson’s ankles, which were hooked under the bottom rope. “There now, you’re not going anywhere!” The Freak said....
Moving around to stand in front of Earl’s head, Chad leaned down. His hands surrounded Gleason’s neck. He pulled The Freak up onto all fours and SHOVED his head between Chad’s 33” quads in a STANDING HEAD SCISSORS. The long-haired SurferBoy squeezed with all his might. “Nnnggghhh!” grunted Gleason. Epson reached down and wrapped his arms around Earl’s lower torso....
When the combatants were about five feet apart, Earl suddenly stopped and double bi-flexed at Waverly. His peaks were perfectly shaped with popping veins running along the ridges. His pose revealed his smooth armpits. “Think you can handle these, Bitch?” the Black Bodybuilder taunted. Billy’s eyes widened, but he raised his own white muscled arms, exposing his cropped red pit hair, and flexed back at The Freak. “I know you ...
Dawson and his foreman Gary Bennett had settled into metal chairs in the front row of Sal Gaglione’s ring room. The Italian Alpha nodded at them—appearing to approve of the first match selection. Chad Epson aka Blonde SurferBoy in his white tank top and white briefs began to circle cocky Javier Ruiz aka The Shaft, also dressed in a white tank and briefs. His walnut-colored complexion was accentuated by the white fabric of his gear. ...
Dawson's foreman Gary Bennett sat in his chair, mouth wide open. He couldn’t believe what Dave had just suggested. Have the construction crew applicants wrestle each other? For 'stakes'? Dawson grinned at him. “And,” the contractor continued, “We’ll make the winner service the two of us. As kind of…an 'initiation.'” “Okay, Dave, but I’m not even sure these guys are gay or bi. They might not go for it.” “If ...
“Well, I’m doing a story on you and how you ended up running the Tri-State Wrestling Fed. Also, I want to ask about the current situation. You know, where you have no Champ, and what you intend to do about it.” The reporter stared into Dawson’s piercing blue eyes and handsome face. He felt his 8” cut cock begin to stiffen in his slacks. Hold it together, Cedric thought to himself.
In my Dragon Sleeper, Bobby groaned into my pit then began to utter a muffled “I….I…” Suddenly, I felt a thick, tattooed forearm surround my throat and yank me up and backwards violently. I let go of the blonde muscle stud as my attacker applied a REAR NAKED CHOKE HOLD. Now it was me gasping as I tried to pry the assaulter’s arm free of my throat. Bobby got to his feet and shook his head, clearing the cobwebs. “About ...
After the blonde stud Bobby had left my Palm Springs house to get his wrestling gear, I had cleared a large space in my living room and laid out my black wrestling mats on the white porcelain floor. I had taken a shower in my outdoor shower. As the hot water rained down on me, my mind drifted to the young gymnast’s muscled physique. I was more naturally attracted to the Latino Rico but something about Bobby also made me horny as hell. ...
I looked back and saw Bobby. “Say, Daddy,” he said in a low tone of voice, “Maybe after the demo, we can grapple. I could probably teach you some new holds.” He winked. I was taken aback by his boldness. Trying not to show it, I flashed a cocky grin and said “So says the blonde muscle boy.” He smiled and withdrew his hand from my shoulder, “Yeah, you’ll love submitting to me, Daddy.” Over his shoulder, I could see ...
“I want both Putas on all fours in front of my big cock!” Luis exclaimed. Jorge peeled Bill’s dark blue Speedo down his legs. His semi-hard 9.5” cut cock sprang free. His chrome metal cock ring encircled his thick cock root and balls. It glistened in the ring lights. Jorge yanked Bill onto all fours. He positioned both black police officers—father and son—in front of Luis and eye level with his nephew’s tenting poser ...
Officer Bill Davenport loomed above Luis Cortez’s bodybuilder body. The Latino teen was on his knees with his arms tied into the top and middle ropes. Bill cupped the pouch of his Speedo, feeling his hardening shaft. His beat down of the Punk had him and his 9.5” cut cock worked up. “Grrrrrrrrrr,” he growled thinking of sinking his big cock in the Latino’s creamy walnut ass.
Bill and Jorge entered the ring from opposite corners. Bill paused a few steps from center ring and went into a crab pose, flexing his huge shoulder muscles and 53” pecs. A professional bodybuilder, Jorge accepted the challenge. He turned sideways, his right hand encircled his left wrist, and he flexed his glistening left tricep into a perfect horseshoe. But Jorge couldn’t take his eyes off the black muscle stud.
Five minutes later….Tommy Jay reached up and grabbed the rope connected to the bell. DING! DING! DING! Carlos vaulted over the top rope from the opposite corner and moved forward, intent on avenging his son Luis’s humiliation. He wanted to face Big Bill's brother, the man who had just KO'd his son. Sure enough, from the opposite corner, Little Li smirked and stepped between the top and middle ropes.
“Fucking cheaters!” hollered Jorge from the Cortez corner.” “Cabrons!” yelled Carlos who had rejoined Jorge on the apron. “Yeah, yeah…” Bill said, “But first we get to inflict a little punishment on your piece of shit boy.” Tommy Jay had retrieved something from his duffel bag and re-entered the ring. It appeared to be a massage gun. At its end was an attachment with two prongs.
Without warning, all three Davenports suddenly double bi-flexed at the Cortez tag team. Lionel, Bill and Tommy each had trimmed black pit hair and smooth chests. Only Lionel had black hair on his lower abs. The Cortez’s were not short but the Davenports’ ebony physiques seem to tower over them. Both Bill and his fraternal twin were 6’4” and TJ was 6’3”. Their combined weight was 705 pounds. By contrast, Jorge and Carlos ...
The Cortez family members undressed in the locker room. Jorge pulled out three skimpy white posers from his duffel bag and handed one each to his brother Carlos and nephew Luis. Jorge couldn’t help but notice Luis’s big uncut cock dangling between his legs. It must be 11” fully hard, he thought to himself. Luis caught his uncle staring and smirked “Tio Jorge, now, now….” Jorge grinned and looked away.
As they reached the parking lot, Carlos and Jorge could see Luis was being held in place as the younger officer began a pat down, frisking the teen bodybuilder. “Hey officers, what’s up?” shouted Carlos, adding “That’s my hijo...my son!” “Stay out of the way,” demanded Tommy, as he continued his pat down. When his right hand got to Luis’s bulge, TJ palmed it for several seconds—definitely longer than was necessary. He ...
The scene in the Hell’s Kitchen Arena ring was one of bedlam. Naked and unconscious, Tino Gavras still hung downward on his face, suspended from the top ropes in his corner. His twin brother Costa, also naked, remained in a Tree of Woe. Beginning to awaken, he was shaking his head. The fans were chanting, alternately, “STAKES!” and “FUCK THE TWINS!” Costa felt a pit in his stomach. His hole had never been penetrated. And ...
With a slap on his back by the AsianMuscleGod for encouragement, Danny Masters stepped towards center ring. The naked Champ Tino Gavras—still unsteady on his feet after his hole had been relentlessly fucked by Brutus the Beast—began to move towards the Amateur Bodybuilder. Danny smirked as he raised his arms offering to lock up elbow and collar with the Champ.
Chants of “TINO! TINO! TINO!” broke out during the intermission but were interrupted as ring announcer Vern Wonder stepped into the ring and said “Gents! May I have your attention? I give you the one and only Tri-State Wrestling Fed promoter, the silver-haired, blue-eyed Daddy…Dandy Dawson!!!” A spotlight shone at the top of the ramp way where Dawson stood in his silver Speedo. At 55, Dandy was 6”1” and weighed 185 ...