The video played on a continuous loop on Dandy Dawson’s iPad. He was riveted by the sight of JoelAlphaHunk’s eyes bulging and gagged with SwimmerBoy’s yellow Speedos while he was pummeled by the Aquatic Hunk. Dandy was a former wrestler himself and stayed fit in his early 50s. He kept his silver hair short. He had bluish green eyes. His smooth pecs were a respectable 48” and his six pack was equally impressive. His pits were shaved while his silver pubes were cropped closely. Presently he held his 7.5” hard cut cock in his right hand, jerking it as JAH was turned into SB’s Muscle Bottom Bitch. Just as Joel screamed to be fucked harder, Dandy lost all control. His cock shot ropes of thick white cum onto his chin, cheek and chest. His climax kept going as SwimmerBoy jackhammered the Jobber Bitch until both men roared their releases.
Dandy sighed and lay back on his office couch. Ever since SB delivered the video he had been mesmerized by it. Now he was going to give the Aquatic Hunk his first Tri-State Wrestling Fed title shot as the PR Alpha Stud’s last minute replacement. He thought VinnyMuscleStallion might prevail against the journeyman wrestler but Dandy could see an upset if SB was the same Heel he had been against Joel. Whatever the result, Dawson wanted a plot twist and some conflict that the audience wouldn’t expect.
He was also jealous over the relationship between Vinny and his Coach BlackAlpha. Dandy had wanted to be the first Dom to fuck BlackAlpha but BA had given away his virginity to Vinny after beating and fucking him. Dawson felt he had been dissed despite supporting the Ebony Hunk through his championship run. Following Vinny’s title win over BlueAlphaDaddy (aka Daddy Dom Sal), the promoter set in motion “Plan B” when the two studs refused to allow a camera to capture their post-match sexploits in the locker room. That video of their humiliation at the hands of JackedStud and RedDante was now the TSWF’s best selling SKU.
After cleaning the cum off his face and chest, Dandy suddenly had a thought. He grinned and reached for his mobile phone and punched up a number. “Yeah, Dandy?” came the voice on the other end of the line. “Daddy Dom Sal! Listen, I know you’re busy but I need you to do something for me….”
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“I can’t help it,” VinnyMuscleStallion said, “My hole needs more rest after being double penetrated by RedDante’s and JackedStud’s huge cocks.” BlackAlpha sighed as he big spooned the Tri-State Wrestling Fed Champ and let his ramrod hard 9” cut cock slide up and down Vinny’s crack. “I know Champ but it’s been a few weeks since they jumped us. My hole is feeling okay…finally,” cooed BA as he licked the Stallion’s ear. JackedStud’s 10” tool had pounded the retired Champ’s humiliated ass in the locker room after the Stallion had won his first TSWF title.
“I’m still surprised JoelAlphaHunk bowed out of tonight’s championship match,” remarked the olive-skinned muscle hunk. He was 6’2” and 235lbs of smooth-bodied perfection with wavy black hair and blue eyes, 54” pecs, 22” ceps, a cut eight pack, 32” waist and 33” quads. His 8” cut cock was a thick baseball bat when it was hard, as was the case now, as BA’s manhood bumped up against his pucker. Vinny kept his black armpit hair and pubes neat and trimmed. The Champ’s Coach and lover BlackAlpha was 6’4” 245lbs, with a 54” chest and dark brown nips, 24” biceps and 33” quads. His head was bald and his face was handsome as fuck. He too had closely cropped pit hair and pubes. The two studs fit together in their king size bed like the proverbial hand and glove.
“Rumor has it he got cold feet remembering how you demolished him and pummeled his hole at Leo’s Casa Calamari last winter,” BlackAlpha said. “I dunno,” replied VMS, “I heard SwimmerBoy might have blackmailed him in order to get his title shot. Either way, SB’s a better opponent for my first defense. He’s a jobber journeyman who was destroyed by RedDante in that contender match.” “Yup stud,” BA agreed, “I don’t see this match lasting more than 10 minutes. 20 max.”
Vinny twisted around and devoured BlackAlpha’s mouth as their hard dicks pressed into each other. The Stallion wrapped his hand around the shafts and started to jerk both hard cocks up and down. BlackAlpha moaned into Vinny’s mouth as his 9” cock leaked pre-cum providing lube for the hot frotting session. But he wanted the Stallion to conserve his energy. Gently pushing VMS’s hand away, the retired Champ said “Tonight babe…we’ll do it tonight after you win your match and fuck SwimmerBoy so hard he’ll become our own little bitch!”
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The Blonde Tarzan JackedStud was bare chested as he leaned over SwimmerBoy’s broad back on the massage table. His 55” smooth pecs flexed as he worked SB’s muscles. He stood 6’6” and weighed 250lbs. They could hear the crowd in the old and somewhat seedy Trenton auditorium already chanting for the Bay Ridge Hero “VMS! VMS! VMS!” “They’ll be chanting ‘SB’ after you beat that Alpha Pretender, purred JackedStud as he kneaded the Aquatic Hunk’s shoulder blades.” “Yeah stud,”SwimmerBoy said, “and they’ll be counting each of my butterfly strokes as I fuck the pony into the corner turnbuckles.” “Can’t wait to see that, handsome!” exclaimed the long-haired hunk. SwimmerBoy had demolished JoelAlphaHunk then humiliated the PR Alpha Stud on camera in the hotel gym. It had all ended with the most powerful dicking of Joel’s life and, under threat of release of the videotaped stakes, JAH’s withdrawal from the title bout in favor of SB.
The Aquatic Stud stood 6’2” and weighed in at 200lbs. He had a huge broad back built up from his days as a butterfly stroke champion. His lats were a thing of beauty as his back tapered down to a 32” waist and 33” quads. SwimmerBoy had closely trimmed black hair and gorgeous blue gray eyes. His 50” pecs and washboard abs were smooth until a black treasure trail led from below his navel to his trimmed black pubes. He had just shaved his black pit hair for this match. The Muscle Hunk was sporting an 8.5” cut cock that he had used as a battering ram on Joel (newly christened) Beta Bitch’s hole. He planned to fuck Vinny even harder than JoelAlphaHunk after winning his first TSWF title.
JackedStud was falling for the Aquatic Hunk. His 10” cock was hard as a rock in his black Speedos as he ended the massage. Much as SB enjoyed topping JAH, the contender secretly yearned to be drilled by JS. As SwimmerBoy donned his tight royal blue Speedos with a yellow dolphin across his pouch, JS caught a glimpse of his bubble butt and gave out a low growl “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.” SB turned to face him with a salacious grin “Who knows sexy? I might let you fuck me after I own Vinny’s title and hole.” He winked seductively at the Blonde Tarzan.
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Over in the Stallion’s locker room, Vinny tied the laces of his size 13 light blue boots. He had already put on his trademark white Speedos with light blue piping on the sides. He and BlackAlpha smiled as the Trenton fans continued their “VMS” chants. This wasn’t Bay Ridge Brooklyn but it felt like it. The crowd loved their Stallion and wanted him to prevail in his first title defense. As Vinny finished tying his shoes, BA embraced him and said “I’ll be there with you Champ!”
The combatants in both locker rooms heard the crowd buzzing as the ring announcer intoned “GENTS, WELCOME TO TRENTON, THE SITE OF VINNY MUSCLE STALLION’S FIRST TITLE DEFENSE!!!” The fans went wild and “VMS” chants momentarily drowned out the announcer. “FIRST INTRODUCING HIS CHALLENGER, A LAST MINUTE STAND IN FOR JOEL ALPHA HUNK, THE WOLFISH AND HANDSOME AS FUCK, SWIMMER BOY AND HIS MANAGER, THE BLONDE TARZAN, JACKED STUD!!!” Boos and jeers broke out as SwimmerBoy burst through the curtains and marched barefoot down the ramp towards the lighted ring with JS following behind him in his tight black Speedos. SwimmerBoy laughed and gave the crowd his middle finger as he hollered “I’LL BE FUCKING YOUR PUSSY HERO SOON!” He leaped up onto the apron and flexed his lats showing off his perfect swimmer’s body before sliding through the ropes into the ring. JackedStud pointed to the Aquatic Hunk and yelled “CHAMP! CHAMP!”
In his locker room, Vinny told BlackAlpha “Watch out for JackedStud. I wouldn’t put anything past him.” “Don’t worry Champ. I got your back out there!” replied the Ebony Hero. He wrapped the TSWF championship belt around Vinny’s 32” waist as the ring announcer resumed the intros “AND NOW INTRODUCING YOUR CHAMPION, YOUR HERO, THE ITALIAN STALLION FROM BAY RIDGE, THE ONE AND ONLY VINNY MUSCLE STALLION, AND HIS COACH THE NEVER DEFEATED EX-CHAMP, BLACK ALPHA!!!” The auditorium exploded in cheers and “VMS” chants as Vinny exited the locker room and marched through the curtains.
BlackAlpha followed his mentee in a tight red tank top and matching red Speedos. In darkness, just as he was about to walk through the curtains, two thick forearms slid through his pits and clasped tightly behind his neck. “UUUUUGGGGHHHHH!” shouted BA as he was locked into a Full Nelson by his attacker. His shouts were drowned out by the crowd going wild for the Stallion. BlackAlpha felt a third hand apply a wet cloth to his nose and mouth as he was yanked backwards. The chloroform fumes overwhelmed him. “GOOD NIGHT BITCH!” hollered a familiar voice. Was it Daddy Dom’s voice? It sounded like his voice, thought BA before he went to sleep, assaulted and trapped backstage.
The Stallion marched down the ramp to the ring taking in the adulation. He didn’t look behind him. With his fists pumping, and smooth olive-skinned chest glistening, he walked up the corner ring steps. He paused to smile widely as the fans chanted “CHAMP! CHAMP! CHAMP!” then stepped over the top rope with single-minded concentration on his opponent on the opposite side of the ring. He walked over to the referee, unfastened his TSWF belt and handed it over. SwimmerBoy stared back at Vinny then double bi-flexed at him, showing off his powerful ceps and massive lats. Vinny couldn’t help but notice his smooth pits. His 8” cock began to grow inside his white Speedos. He quickly adjusted it and turned to his corner to check with BlackAlpha. But his Coach, his lover, was not there. Vinny’s eyes grew wide. What was going on? Had BA abandoned him?
The Stallion turned back to face the ring announcer and referee and mouthed “Where’s BlackAlpha?” SwimmerBoy saw that and yelled “WHAT’S WRONG PONY? YOUR BETA BITCH NOT HERE TO PROTECT YOUR ASS?” The announcer just shrugged his shoulders. Shirtless JackedStud stood on the apron next to the ring post in SB’s corner. He flashed a malevolent grin at VMS.
Up in the luxury boxes, Dandy Dawson smiled to himself. His plan was working perfectly so far.
(To be continued.)
