Chapter Six
Brutality Squared
Up in his skybox, TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson was perturbed. Seeing the huge dildo again had brought back memories of his humiliation and fucking by the GoldenBoy. He saw BlackAlpha was looking up at him holding up his palms, silently asking for guidance. Dawson slowly drew his right hand across his throat. Putting his former slave back in his place now took precedence. Indeed, Dandy planned to eviscerate anything golden about Alex Ulrich.
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. BlackAlpha stood above him, holding a metal chair. The crowd was stunned but, at least for the moment, not booing BA.
ATB winked at the former Champ, “Thanks mate!” He pulled his thong back on, shoving his semi-hard 12” x 7” uncut cock inside the pouch and rose. He looked up at the skybox where promoter Dandy Dawson was watching intently. When this was over, he thought to himself, he’d have another score to settle—with Dandy himself, for having him train the GoldenBoy.
“Oh, I’m gonna take good care of you, SuperBitch,” the Champ said, as he began to circle Alex’s body, “Very good care!” Ulrich heard the taunt and struggled to get onto all fours. Johnny Liu moved in and sent his right foot SLAMMING into the GoldenBoy’s gut. BAM! “Uuuggghhh!” The blow flipped Ulrich onto his back. He was still wearing the strap-on dildo, which now pointed upwards. The fans clapped ecstatically, wanting to see the GoldenBoy destroyed again.
ATB knelt and unhooked the strap-on from Alex’s waist. He threw it into the GoldenBoy’s corner then kicked Ulrich in his side—THWACK!—forcing him onto his chest with his perfectly formed, creamy white ass cheeks pointing skyward once more. Liu reached his right hand inside his blue thong pouch and stroked his hardening monster cock. He dived onto Alex’s back, letting his fat cock press into Ulrich’s crack. His arms surrounded the GoldenBoy’s throat and he began dry humping the muscle boy.
“Like that, mate? Like a real Alpha’s cock? I bet you do!” taunted the Chinese Australian Champ into Alex’s right ear. His fabric-covered cock head inched close to Ulrich’s pucker with each hump. Finally, ATB relented and stood up to wild applause.
“Okay, let him recover for a minute,” BlackAlpha instructed from the nearby ropes. “But mate, this is a no holds barred match!” argued the Champ. “You’ll do what I say,” the Ebony Heel said, still holding the metal chair he had weaponized.
Slowly, the GoldenBoy got back onto all fours. He had not fully recovered but managed, after several seconds, to rise to his feet. He faced the AsianTitanBull and brought his fists up to a fighting stance. ATB snorted and moved in. He sent a quick right jab into Alex’s left pec—POW!—then a cross into his right obliques--WHACK! He followed with a right hook to Alex’s left temple—THUD!—staggering the GoldenBoy. “What’s the matter, mate? No brekky this morning?” the Champ taunted. He followed relentlessly, ducking down and rising back up with a powerful European Uppercut into Ulrich’s jaw. WHAM!
The GoldenBoy fell backwards onto his ass. He was reeling. The crowd was going crazy now and chanting “Champ! Champ! Champ!” Once again, Ulrich slowly rose to his feet. He shook his head trying to clear out the cobwebs.
Before Alex could raise his fists to protect himself, the AsianTitanBull sprang forward. He swung his right fist in a big arc before landing a Haymaker on the GoldenBoy’s forehead. BOOM! “Ugh!” The Champ spun counterclockwise. His trailing fist came out of no where and SLAMMED into Ulrich’s right cheek in a Spinning Back-Fist strike. BAM! The GoldenBoy crashed onto the mat.
ATB raised his arms in a victory pose then started kicking Alex’s obliques. WHACK! WHACK! The blows forced Ulrich to roll over and over again until he rolled under the bottom ropes and off the apron onto the padded floor beneath the ring. PLOP!
Liu snorted, “Oh no you don’t, GoldenBitch.” He vaulted over the top ropes and fisted Ulrich’s light brown curls with blonde streaks. He half dragged the GoldenBoy by his hair to the announcer’s desk. Vern Wonder stood up, vacating his position. With his free hand, ATB cleared the countertop of mics and other equipment. He pulled up Alex’s head then SLAMMED his face into the top of Wonder’s desk. WHAM! “AGH!” The Queens crowd was loving every minute of Alex’s destruction.
The Champ kept a firm hold of Ulrich’s hair. He yanked his stumbling body over to the metal stairs and, pulling Ulrich’s head upwards for a second, BASHED his face into them. CRASH! “AARRGGHH!” This time Johnny Liu let go of Ulrich and watched as the GoldenBoy ricocheted off the steps only to face plant on the padded floor. SPLAT!
“You thought you could fuck me—the AsianTitanBull?” hollered the Champ, “You’re gonna pay, Bitch, big time!” He reached down and fisted Alex’s blonde highlights, dragging the barely conscious challenger to his feet once more. ATB pushed the GoldenBoy back onto the apron and pushed his body back into the ring. He quickly mounted the stairs and jumped over the top ropes.
Waving to the fans—as they chanted “ATB! ATB! ATB!”—Liu approached the GoldenBoy’s quivering body. He ordered him “Get up, Pretty Boi!” Ulrich struggled slowly to his feet where he swayed back and forth. The Champ moved in and placed his hands on the crown of Alex’s head, one over the over. His forearms were tightly pinned to the sides of the GoldenBoy’s jaw. As he pinched his forearms together, he felt his 46" pecs squeeze. His Double Collar Tie immobilized Ulrich. Alex felt like his head was being crushed.
Suddenly, the Champ SLAMMED his right knee upwards into Alex’s chest. THUD! He simultaneously let go of the Double Collar Tie and Ulrich crashed backwards onto his ass. His body writhed on the canvass at ATB’s feet. The crowd was going apeshit.
But ATB wasn’t through with the GoldenBoy. He dragged Alex up by his hair once more and pushed his body against the nearby ropes. Ulrich would have collapsed but for being braced against them. The AsianTitanBull quickly tied Alex’s arms into the top and middle ropes. He took a step back then SLAMMED his right foot into the GoldenBoy’s abs. WHACK! “Ugh!”
ATB followed this with a powerful left kick into the same abs. WHACK! “Ugh!” Alex began to beg, “Please…. Please….” But Johnny Liu smirked, “You tried to fuck me—the Champ—with your dildo. Now you’re fucking paying for it, Bitch!”
He slid out onto the apron and moved behind the GoldenBoy. He wrapped his right arm around Ulrich’s throat and yanked his entire body backwards, putting the former collegiate wrestler’s smooth chest and abs on full display. Then ATB let go and Alex’s muscled physique bounced up and down in the ropes. The fans were loving every minute of it.
Liu fisted Alex’s golden highlights once more and yanked his head backwards, stretching out his body. “You like this, Jobber Bitch?” He released Ulrich’s locks and the muscle stud once again bounced up and down violently, while still entangled in the ropes.
When Ulrich’s body came to a rest, he sagged onto the bottom rope, still tied into the top and middle ropes. “Please… please…” he groaned again, adding with a whimper “I give…give.”
Grinning, the AsianTitanBull vaulted back into the ring. “Not accepted Bitch!” he said to the crowd’s delight. ATB slowly backed up until he was about ten feet away from the challenger in the ropes. Liu glanced up at the TSWF promoter in his skybox. Dawson gave him a thumbs up. Liu nodded back. Looking back at Ulrich, still moaning in the ropes, he snorted, “You call yourself a SuperHero? Well, let’s see how ya handle this!”
ATB immediately moved forward, with his fists raised in a fighting stance. As he approached the GoldenBoy, he hopped up on his left foot while kicking his right backward. Simultaneously, he raised his right elbow high, then CRASHED it down on Alex’s forehead in a Superman Elbow Strike. THWACK! The violent blow caused Ulrich’s body to flip backwards in a reverse somersault, further tying him into the ropes. As he came to rest, all could see the GoldenBitch was unconscious.
The fans went crazy. As he stood next to the GoldenBoy’s limp form, ATB raised his leanly muscled arms in celebration. BlackAlpha moved over to Ulrich. Everyone realized this was a mere formality. The former Champ picked up the GoldenBoy’s right wrist and released it. PLOP! The Ebony Heel did the same thing with Alex’s left wrist. PLOP! He picked up Ulrich’s right wrist again. PLOP!
DING! DING! DING!
(To be continued.)
