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.
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 ...