The AsianTitanBull Takes His Prize
“HERE’S YOUR WINNER, AND STILL CHAMPION, THE ONE AND ONLY, ASIAN TITAN BULL!!!” shouted Vern Wonder as Johnny Liu walked around the ring, still holding BlackAlpha aka BlackBeta in a Full Nelson with his massive cock buried deep in the former Champ’s ass. The Harlem Arena crowd continued to cheer wildly and chant “CHAMP! CHAMP! CHAMP!”
ATB finally sat down and laid back. He didn't release his Full Nelson but continued to thrust upward, continuing to split open the defeated former Champ's hole. BlackBeta grunted with every thrust, taking it like the Bitch he had become to the Champ. Finally, Liu slowed down and pulled out. He cast the Ebony Bitch's body to the side and rose victoriously.
Dandy Dawson looked down on the ring with a mix of emotions. He knew the video streaming revenues from the title match would go through the roof. But now he had to contend with the over-sized ego of the AsianTitanBull. The guy would be insufferable.
“Get in here, mate!” ATB hollered over to Earl Gleason. The Freak grinned and stepped between the top and middle ropes. Coach Stan had found a folded table under the ring. He pulled it out and slid it under the bottom rope where Gleason, upon entering, quickly set up the table at center ring.
Liu had applied a side head lock to BlackAlpha. He half dragged him to the table and laid his body face up on the top of the table. BA was spreadeagled with his muscled arms spread wide, exposing his black pit hair. Johnny and Earl positioned the former Champ's head so it fell off of one end of the table.
The TV monitors in the arena showed the view from the ceiling, looking down on the massive frame of the former Champ—sprawled out, naked and cock caged.
Liu nodded at The Freak who positioned his wet pouch over the former Alpha’s face. As the crowd chanted “BLACK BETA! BLACK BETA!” BB stuck out his tongue and began sucking on the fabric of Gleason’s white briefs, submissively tasting his pre-cum. He felt the hardness of the swollen cock that now strained against the pouch so far that Earl’s smooth pubic bone could be seen.
ATB grinned and stroked his monster cock before stepping up to the table between BlackBeta’s legs. His nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. BlackBeta’s eyes widened as he saw ATB’s possessive look. Liu lifted the former Champ’s hamstrings. He let the loser’s calves rest on his shoulders. His fat cock head slid back into BB’s crack and found his already gaping pucker.
The fans went wild as the AsianTitanBull pushed his cock into the former Champ’s hole. “OHHHHH...OHHHHH!” moaned BlackBeta as he continued to suck on the cum-smeared fabric of Gleason’s briefs. ATB winked at The Freak, “Okay, mate, let’s own this Bitch!”
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. Once again, BB felt like he was being split wide open. He groaned and grunted around The Freak’s big dick as ATB pounded his hole mercilessly. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! “FUCK YEAH, TAKE MY BIG COCK!” yelled Liu.
As he face fucked BB, Earl leaned forward to give Johnny a high five. They now fucked the former Champ in tandem with each other as the Harlem fans applauded crazily.
Still handcuffed, JackedStud and RedDante’s black Speedos tented visibly, as did the black leather chaps of both the AsianMuscleGod and Master Han. All were spellbound by the rough fucking of the defeated former Champ. He had submitted completely to ATB and Gleason. His own 9” cock—stuffed inside Dandy Dawson’s metal cage—was straining.
The Harlem Arena became quiet except for the sounds of the Champ’s balls slapping into BB’s ass cheeks and the former Champ’s grunting and gagging around Earl’s tool.
After several minutes, Earl breathlessly said, “I’m close…I’m fucking close….” The AsianTitanBull grinned and said, “Let the Bitch have it!” Gleason’s body began to spasm. He pulled out his Destroyer cock and pointed the swollen mushroom head at BB’s open mouth. Soon cum erupted, hitting the former Champ’s tongue, lips and chin. Gleason’s body continued to shudder as the orgasm persisted. He yelled, “FUCK! FUCK YEAH!” As his climax continued, he rammed his Destroyer back into BB's throat, making the former Champ gag on it.
Johnny Liu watched intently as The Freak painted BlackBeta’s face and resumed skull-fucking him. His own climax drew close and then he went over the edge. He buried his 12” cock inside BB’s hole and held it there as he emptied his balls into the former Champ. “OH…OHH…OHHH…OHHHH!!!”
The ceiling camera zoomed in on BlackBeta’s cock cage. The horny crowd collectively gasped as BB’s muscular body bucked on the table and white cum began spewing between the stainless steel bars that encased his cock head. The jizz began to pool in BB’s six pack abs, lining their cut crevasses, as the former Champ grunted “UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!”
As all three men finally came down from their releases, the AsianTitanBull pulled out of BB’s hole and went to embrace Earl Gleason. Their sticky wet cocks momentarily brushed against each other. ATB then pushed his still swollen cock head into the former Champ’s mouth. As the fans resumed cheering, BB stretched his mouth wide to accept, clean and polish the Champ’s cock.
“GENTS, I GIVE YOU THE STILL UNDEFEATED CHAMP, THE ASIAN TITAN BULL!” shouted Vern Wonder. He had slid between the ropes with the Tri-State Wrestling Fed championship belt. Wonder approached ATB and his softening, thick cock. He wrapped the belt around the Champ’s waist and held his right arm upwards in victory as the fans applauded.
Suddenly, boos broke out as the spotlight moved to the top of the ramp way where promoter Dandy Dawson had appeared in his silver suit, white shirt and blue tie.
As he marched towards the ring, the boos and jeers grew louder. Dawson pretended not to hear them. He walked up the metal steps and slid into the ring. “Let me have the mic, Vern,” he instructed. The ring announcer retrieved it and handed it to his boss.
“Well, I guess congratulations are in order, Johnny,” Dawson began. Some in the crowd cheered hearing ATB’s name again. The promoter continued, “I never would have thought you’d win this fight—especially after being humiliated and topped by Coach Stan.” The audience was stunned into silence. Dandy said, “Let’s watch that for a minute.”
The TV screens surrounding the ring sprang to life with footage of Johnny Liu sucking on Stan’s 8.5” cock as if it were a pacifier. Then the scene changed to show ATB’s legs up in the air as Coach Stan pounded his hole. ATB was heard demanding that Stan fuck him harder and harder. The monitors went black after Stan’s body spasmed with his climax.
“You’re a true fucker,” the AsianTitanBull said to Dawson. Then he turned to Coach Stan in the corner, “And you, you didn’t tell me you were filming that.” The trainer raised his hands as if to say “don’t blame me.”
Dawson started to interject, “Now, Champ, listen….”
“Fuck you, Dawson,” ATB said, “I’m done with this shit. I’m leaving for Australia but on one one condition.”
“What’s that?” the promoter asked.
“That you make Earl ’The Freak’ Gleason the new Champ!” Liu replied. He raised Gleason’s left arm as pandemonium broke out in the Harlem Arena. Chants of “EARL! EARL! EARL!” broke out.
“And what if I don’t?” Dawson sneered.
“Then I’ll fuck you with my monster cock, right here and now, and remain the TSWF Champ…Better yet, Earl and I will double penetrate your tight hole.” Johnny replied.
Dawson looked horrified then nodded, “Okay, got it. Earl ’The Freak’ Gleason is our new Trip-State Wrestling Federation Champion!!!” The fans roared their approval as the AsianTitanBull unclasped his title belt and wrapped it around Earl’s waist, covering his now flaccid “Destroyer” cock. Gleason felt enormous pride. He had finally become Champ after BlackBeta had interfered in his match with the AsianMuscleGod and fucked him afterwards.
Dandy continued, “And Earl, you don’t have much time to rest on your laurels. Your first title defense is next week in Bay Bridge, Brooklyn. I just need to find the right opponent for you.”
* * * * *
Three days later…. There was a buzz at Coach Stan’s door. The Daddy Trainer dressed only in a white tank top and tight white briefs pushed the intercom and asked “Who’s that?’
“Me Coach,” came the reply. The voice, so familiar to the Coach, brought a smile to his face. He buzzed the door, allowing the guest to enter his condo building.
Minutes later, Stan opened his door to see his old prison mentee standing before him. BlackAlpha was dressed in a black tank top and black gym shorts.
“Come in, Ronnie” the Coach beckoned.
The former Champ walked past the Daddy Trainer into his spacious living room. Then he turned and said, “I was surprised you sided with the AsianTitanBull. I was sure the fix was in. But then you cuffed JackedStud and RedDante. Why?”
“Oh, Ronnie,” the Coach sighed, “I couldn’t let you win back your title by cheating. If you won it, it had to be on the merits. And I didn’t like how the AsianMuscleGod and that Master Han jumped ATB at the outset. What’s happened to you? You were never like this before.”
BlackAlpha put his head down. He felt the same way and it had been eating at him ever since his humiliating loss and fucking before the Harlem Arena crowd. His hole was still sore from the rough pounding he had received from the Champ—a constant reminder of how he had become ATB’s Beta Bitch.
Coach Stan reached out and placed his right hand on the former Champ’s shoulder, “You were never the Ebony Heel. You’ll always be the Ebony Hero in my book.”
“I don’t feel like one now,” BlackAlpha responded, his voice despondent.
“I could mentor and train you again. Back to basics. Like we did at Greenhaven Correctional Facility. BlackAlpha will rise again…with my mentoring and training.”
BA looked up at the Coach, “But my cock is still caged. Dandy won’t unlock it.”
“Own it, Ronnie, the chastity cage will make you humble again. Then I’ll make sure Dawson frees your big dick when you vanquish a would-be Alpha in the squared ring.”
BlackAlpha hesitated then said, “Okay, Coach, back to basics. I need your help.”
Stan grinned and pulled up the front of his white tank top to reveal his eight pack. He pulled the tank off and stood directly in front of BlackAlpha. His white briefs bulged with his 8.5” cut cock. “Back to basics, Champ,” he said.
BlackAlpha took it as an order. Slowly, he fell to his knees. Stan tugged down the waistband of his briefs and his semi-hard cock appeared in front of the former Champ’s face. The former Champ looked upwards as the Coach nodded. Grasping the base of Stan’s cock, BlackAlpha opened his mouth and swallowed the mushroom head and shaft.
* * * * *
Dandy Dawson sat at his deck in his mid-town office. He had arrayed the 8x10 photos in front of him. They showed a young Latino bodybuilder, not quite 20. The kid had curly black hair on top and fades down the sides of his head. Dandy thought he had beautiful gray blue eyes. His light brown skin was translucent. “His stats?” the promoter asked.
Sitting opposite Dawson in two chairs were two muscular Latino Daddies and bodybuilders in their own right. Carlos Cortez turned to his twin brother Jorge then back to Dawson. He said, “My son Luis is 6’1” and weighs 200 pounds. He’s won many awards as a teenage bodybuilder. He’ll turn 20 next month. Luis has a smooth 50” chest and 20” biceps. As you can see, he has an impressive eight pack. His waist is 32” and his quads 33”.
“Impressive indeed,” the promoter replied, “But can he wrestle?”
Jorge flashed a big smile, “Not only can he wrestle but also he’s cocky as shit. He’s perfect for your Federation. He destroyed a police officer named Bill Davenport. The guy was 6’4” and 235 pounds but Luis took him out and fucked the daylights out of his hole.”
“How big is Luis’s cock?” Dandy asked.
“11 inches,” Carlos said proudly, adding “And uncut.”
“Nice,” Dawson said, thinking, yes, he had found someone to take on the new TSWF Champion, Earl ’The Freak’ Gleason. Earl would have many physical advantages but Dawson felt the match would be competitive and Luis might just prevail.
“Okay, deal,” the promoter said, “I’ll sign Luis and give the kid a chance.”
(The End.)
Author's Note: Read about the battle between Luis and his father and uncle, on the one hand, and the Davenports, on the other, in this story.
