BDSM - Beat, Dom and Shame Muscle

Julian Jackson:

It took everything I had to get here. Sweat, blood and of course LOTS of cum. For the first time since joining the resident roster at The Deep End, I signed up in one of the "internal" tournaments. Internal because what happens in these tournaments should not be seen by the ordinary public. And without some cash you shouldn't even have hopes to get in. Anyway, I've faced some tough fighters in this tournament, and pretty much all of them gave me a good challenge. But I was the last man standing, with the last COCK standing, mounting over my defeated opponent. Every. Single. Time...And in tonight's final match it all will be settled once and for all.

I never met my opponent before. I heard rumors about this "Axe" - but that's it. I know he is feared because of his fuck weapon. It's said to be bigger than anything this arena has seen before. Pah! HE should be scared...I'm thick as a FIST with fully loaded cum tanks, ready to breed the shit out of him.  Just a few more moments...I warm myself up with the cable machine, sitting in a full split, giving my baseball biceps some good pump.

It's an exclusive crowd but damn they're loud. Good. That means they're all horny and ready for this world champion breeding war. 

"OUR FIRST CONTENDER...HE IS THE MACHINE FROM BERLIN...STANDING 6'3 AND WEIGHING IN AT 239 LBS...AND CARRYING THIS MASSIVE 9 INCH BEER CAN COCK...JULIAAAAAAAN "THE ASSBREAKER" JACKSSOOOOON!!!" 

I step into the arena. My muscles pumped and bulging all over...but still everyone's gaze goes straight to my phat cock, rock solid and pointing up at the ceiling, almost as thick as my quads, veins covering that thick shaft. That's what they want! I strut down the aisle, hop onto the apron and FLEX a double biceps, showing off my god-like physique and my throbbing fuck-weapon. I soak up the cheering and climb through the ropes, my helmet brushes the middle rope and leaves a trail of pre. I'm fucking ready for this bitch...and I won't leave this ring without the belt tonight.

Alpha Assassin:

"ANNNNND HIS OPPONENT, THE HALF KOREAN HALF FILIPINO MONSTER.... STANDING 6'5 AND WEIGHING IN AT 290LBS.... WITH THE 10 INCH WEAPON OF ASS DESTRUCTION.... AXE "ALPHA ASSASSIN" DE CHAVEZZZZZZZ!!" 

 I burst out of the locker rooms in a menacing stride, trying to get to the ring as soon as possible.  As I rush forward, my cock bounces and drips juicy, juicy precum all over the floor.  Fuck, my muscles are huge, practically swollen, and my cock ROCK SOLID is bursting pre left and right. I get to the ring, climb on the top ropes, and face you in the middle of the squared circle. "You ready to bend for me, bitch?!"

Julian Jackson:

I watch you rushing towards the ring, your bulging muscles bounce around and your monster dick stretching your bulge to the max...that throbbing helmet is even peaking out behind your waistband. I can see why you made it to the finals. I crack my neck from side to side and adjust my black wrestling trunks. You can clearly see the outlines of my thick meat under the bright spotlights. I circle you wide, glaring at you while my bulge is tenting more and more. But I don't say a word. I just stare you down while the ref announces the rules. "We probably need a second stretcher when I'm done with you tonight..." I look down at that dick that doesn't even fit those trunks and grin. Raising my arms in a defensive stance and waiting for the bell to start this final showdown.

Alpha Assassin:

Bouncing around the arena, making sure you see what you're up against - the thick meaty pecs of my frame, wide boulder shoulders, thick and juicy chest, and this killer beer can cock! The crowd eats it up but you resist - I've had two other fighters concede from just seeing me so I know you'll be a challenge.... to fuck. I take note of your own weapons... those bulging muscles and cock... balls that seem almost burst with seed. *I'm going to make sure you won't be so cocky after this match.* I snarl to myself. "Time for retirement, punk." I growl as the bell RINGS and I move it for a muscle lock up to get a sense of how strong you are! Then I attempt to swing and drive my knee right into your lower abs and belly button!

Julian Jackson:

I keep a poker face as you act all arrogant...yeah, you got some solid muscles on you, but that only means I will enjoy breaking you even more. "Fuck you bastard!" I circle you for a moment as suddenly the bell opens the match. DING DING! You waste no time and rush in, our bodies CLASH with an audible sound that echoes through the small arena. My round shoulders flex against yours as we go into the first test of strength but without a warning you slam your knee up into my lower abs, "UGH!" forcing me to bend over even though the damage is bearable. I know I gotta act, and without a second thought I pull my arms down and around your waist, attempt to LIFT you off the mats and CHARGE forward to slam you back first against the turnbuckle.

Alpha Assassin:

My knee connects and a satisfying grunt escapes you. I attempt to strike again but you suddenly lift me up and the surprise makes me lose my focus, while you remove my footing by charging me backwards into the corner! My back connects with a powerful thud-splat the echoes. "UNGH!" I find myself splaying against the ropes then bouncing forward. I shake my head and raise both fists up, lining it square over the small of your back and HAMMER it down! TWICE! "Get... off me!"

Julian Jackson:

THUD! The ring shakes as your broad back slams against the corner post and my massive shoulder digs into your ab wall. Your body folds over my back and I am preparing my next move. But before I can even straighten up again your pumped arms come crashing down into my spine like a steel hammer. "UGGH! UGGHH!" I grunt deep. Two solid blows force me to one knee in front of you. "Fucking bastard!" I growl, ball a fist and SLAM it straight into your abs...and AGAIN! Trying to get back up with my second blow.

Alpha Assassin:

"GGUUHHDDHMN" Gasping from that sudden ab shot, a little unprepared and feeling all the hot muscle you're throwing at me.  I flex reactively which saves me from the second shot! "NHGHHH!" Not gonna lie, having you this up close is sending the wrong signals as my cock throbs from being so full and needing to unload in a hot slab of meat like you... as you get up, I swing my elbow up to your jaw for a euro uppercut then I slip past you, then grab your arm, yank at it and WHIP you towards the opposite corner - with me rushing towards you hoping to connect a body slam.

Julian Jackson:

I hear you grunt from the blows and I gotta get up for my next attack. But just as I do "UGGHH!" your elbow comes crashing into my jaw, my head snaps back, spit flies around and I stumble back and forth...vision blurry. My head lols back and forth as you rush past me, grab my wrist and WHIP me into the corner...THUD!...My back hits the turnbuckle and "UFFFFFF!" your bulging body crashes into mine just a moment after. My muscles are getting crushed into the corner. My pumped arms hanging over the top rope, veins popping out all over my shoulders. I shake my head, trying to pull my wobbly legs under me again.

Alpha Assassin:

Taking a step back, I admire the back view as well - those chiseled back muscles and perfectly formed glutes... the prize I'm claiming later! I SLAP that ass then step back, grab the ropes and RAM my shoulder into your back! "Now this is a view to enjoy, bro! Don't worry, I'll take good care of that ass later!" I then reach around you, arms under your pits... and LIFT you up! My own muscles pumped from the effort of lifting you and moving you away from the corner. Then I lean back and drop you backwards into a canvas as hard as I can!

Julian Jackson:

"GAH!" I bark as you slap my hard ass. I try to push myself out of the corner, but you're blocking the way behind me and RAM your shoulder into my lower back. "UFFF! UFFF!" My massive tits get mashed against the top of the turnbuckle, molding around it before you grab me under my sweaty armpits, hoist my heavy body up..."No...no..." I kick my legs around you, drop back, pull me over you and SLAM me down onto the mats with a ring-shaking impact. "UNNNGGGGHH!" I bounce off the mats and flop around. My whole body is flexed as I crawl forward, looking to get some distance from you and get my ass UP again.

Alpha Assassin:

Watching you crawl, muscles flexed, mustering as much power as you can to crawl out, makes my cock beat even harder - acting like a second heart already! I see that ass shaking up and down like a siren call so I rush on over and give it a good slap that makes its wobble! "Where'd you think you're going, pretty boy?" I snarl as I grab your waist with a GRUNT... lift your whole body up... then SLAMMING your abs right onto my knee! Laying your sexy muscle frame like the bitch you are, your cock grazing my knee and shin as I raise a hand up and SLAP your ass! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Julian Jackson:

I need a moment to regroup after your strong start. But you shouldn't become too cocky...I'm almost at the ropes, I can barely reach them as you grab my waist, not letting off of me. I wave my arms around instinctively and kick my legs but it wasn't your plan to carry me around anyway. You slam me down over your knee "UGGGGHH!", my body folds over with my rock hard glutes on full display...You fucking bitch dare to humiliate me like that, your hand SLAPS and spanks my ass in front of the crowd. My head reddens, I grit my teeth and I am holding back my growls. My horse dick grinding against your quads as I suddenly explode and SLAM my elbow into your hips...hoping it's distraction enough to push myself off your knee and roll towards the ropes and get back up again. Not losing focus on you.

Alpha Assassin:

"OOOMPPPHH!" That elbow slams into me and makes me holler loudly. I instinctively pull my knee back as you roll away and I take a step back and shake off the pain on the nerve that you got me. "Aw fuck man!" I roll to the ropes, trying to grab the top one and try to stand to stomp the pain out....

Julian Jackson:

I roll back on my feet, I need just a second to find my balance again, holding the top rope to support myself. But you're also getting up again. That oversized dick swinging around, and mine flexes up at the sight. But I got no time to waste...while you pull yourself up on your feet again I charge at you like a bulldozer...a few leaps towards you, each one making the ring shake before I jump up and aim a solid knee straight into your jaw. "Take that bitch!"

Alpha Assassin:

My legs are still feeling the electricity from your hit, still shaking it off until I see you leaping and bounding towards me. I can only raise one arm to protect myself and as your knee connects with such force it drives my own forearm to my jaw! The impact forces me to lean against the ropes... my huge muscled arms draped on top, shocked and dazed as I try to shake my jaw and get back into this fight. My thick cock slaps against my abs, smearing it with pre-com as the rest of my body flexes with deep breaths as I will myself to power through.... "NNNnnnghhhhhhh..."

Julian Jackson:

THWACK! My knee connects with your arm instead of your jaw but the result is pretty much what I was expecting anyway. Your head snaps back and you drop against the ropes. "Fuck yeah Assassin!" I'm not giving you too much time to recover now and I step in behind you. I puff out my chest, the crowd can see it in my face, I'm on the hunt...and then I lift my right arm, grab your head and yank you backwards, bending your huge body over until your face is STUFFED inside my damp armpit. It's fucking deep, the sweat is pouring down on you as I maneuver us back into the center of the ring, your monster cock standing like the Eiffel tower...the men just GASP! "Can't breathe bitch?" I growl and flex my massive arm around your face.

Alpha Assassin:

I can feel your muscles grind against me then your monster cock graze between glutes then press against my lower back. Then as I'm yanked into your pit, I start to smell your musk and taste the sweat you've been saving up fuckkkkkkk... My spine gets bent more and more as I try to resist your grip on me, making my cock swing up and down, flicking out precum all over my body and the canvas - my abs shine from the spray and my own musk spreads through the air. "Lmmuh.... guuuhhh!"  I scream muffled in your grip as I raise my elbow to one side and swing them towards your ribs as hard as I can to try to get you off me!

Julian Jackson:

Your hot breath is brushing my sweat-soaked pit hair and a shiver is running over my skin. "Yeah that smells good huh? Take as much as you need!" I growl down and fight against your struggles. "JACKSON GOT THE ASSASSIN LOCKED IN HIS PIT! AND SEEMS BOTH MEN ENJOY IT!" I grin as it's no surprise the announcer makes this comment. Your huge anaconda is fucking SWINGING...so helpless...like it's looking for a hole to drill, spitting pre cum all over the ring and your stretched out abs..."You're such a kinky slut!" I tease you and grab that giant fuck stick with my free hand. Your elbows hit my obliques with almost no damage and I just shake it off. "LET'S GO BASTARD!" I shout and LIFT you upside down, only holding you on that elephant cock as it's throbbing and leaking. My whole body is bulging as I hold your weight in this position for a few seconds, my legs are shaking, quads exploding, my lats flared out and the whole crowd holds their breath. "HE GOT HIM UP!!" And with a primal roar I just twist my body, looking to ROCK your broad back into the mats with a Sheer Cock Jackhammer!

Alpha Assassin:

Senses limited to smell (musk), taste (sweat), touch (pit), and pleasure (my beer can getting grabbed)... the fight leaves me for a moment, after my elbow fails to do any damage as too much exposure just keeps in a dull haze... I still need to kick you ass and fuck it....fuck it... fuck it.... my hips thrusting trying to find you hole... but then I feel the world turn upside down... "Oh shi-" BOOOOM My shoulders explode in pain  as I get slammed on the canvas, my muscles bouncing off then slamming back down again, my cock bulging in your grip! I lay there panting.... finally free of your grip but totally dazed for a few moments... trying to roll away and get back to my feet... still smelling... tasting... feeling you all over me!

Julian Jackson:

The whole ring rattles as your huge body slams into the mats and the crowd OHHHHHHHHs fill the arena. "WHAT A SLAM FROM JACKSON! ASSASSIN GOT CRUSHED!!" I hear the announcer, the drama seems to be real and I just grin and stalk after you. "Where are YOU going now fucker?" I reach down and grab your head, pulling you on your knees in front of me. "Come on get up!" And once my phat schlong is swinging in front of your eyes I FLEX  a double biceps and SMACK SMACK your cheeks...first left, then right...pre cum is splattering all over your bitchface before I yank my hips back and SLAM my 9 inch horse cock forward, looking to knock you back down with a solid Cock Uppercut.

Alpha Assassin:

Sitting up... Or rather forced to sit up, I feel something warm and rock solid smack my cheeks... Left... THUD... Right... THUD, like someone took a wooden baseball bat and tapped it on my cheeks... My face moves with the force of the bat... Left... Right.... Then "UNNNGHHH!!" My head swings back from the Uppercock! I swing backwards.... But then I catch myself... Abs popping and flexing as I keep myself from fully dropping back and then I swing forward... Forehead tapping at your lower ab bricks... Lips tasting your dripping meat bat.  I find myself giving a quick lick... Reminding myself of where I am even though it looks like.... "IS THE ASSASSIN GIVING A LIGHT BLOWJOB? HAS HE CONCEDED SO SOON?!"  Suddenly, I grip your cock giving it a tight squeeze then use that to LIFT you up onto my shoulders as I get up on my feet, carrying  you up then hinging back.... Then swing forward to slam your beefy back hard into the canvas for a Backshot Bomb!

Julian Jackson:

A loud smack echoes through the arena as my cock uppercut hits you...but you're not going down. Your upper body snaps back up, your face looking kinda dizzy and I grin wide. "Awww....can't get enough bitch?" I slide one hand over the top of your head, ready to ram my steel pole down your throat since you can't get enough of it but it's a faint...before I can capitalize on your dizzy state your arms reach around my thighs, you lift my heavy body up and drape me over your shoulders..."No....no...." I try to protest but it's too late...My broad back SLAMS down onto the mats, stunned and flaring up into the spotlights..."Ughh...fuck..." My meat is swinging from side to side as I try to roll away from you. "THE ASSASSIN IS BACK!!! WHAT A SLAM!!! THAT POWER!!!"

Alpha Assassin:

"LOOKS LIKE PAYBACK TIME!" 

I reach down at your pretty hair and wrist and yank you to your feet... not letting up as I swing the momentum my way, just as your cock swings to and fro, drenching the floor with sweat and other juices. "You wanted to show off your power, huh? Well it's my turn now, bitch!"  As I reach under your leg to between them, gripping your balls and squeezing them like a cow's teat to squirt some of juice out... then I LIFT you up making sure your cock is free to swing around some more and slam you back first for a belly-to-back powerslam so powerful that it makes you bounce your hips multiple times, as if it was thrusting into the air over and over! "Just gettin' started with you, Jackass!"

Julian Jackson:

Stunned for a moment, I don't realize what's going on around me...I don't even hear you taunting me. My brain is not able to process the words. But then I feel you pulling me up again. I'm too disoriented as I am stumbling on my feet, your hand at my balls pull me out of my daze and I YELL out in pain. "FUUUUCK!!!" The crowd gasps as you lift my heavy body off the mats, your muscles bulging and my phat throbbing dick is swinging around, spitting pre all over my body before you SLAM me back down on the mats, the ring is shaking like an earthquake as I bounce around with my elephant cock pointing to the ceiling. "Ughhhh...." I arch my back, looking to roll towards the ropes and hopefully get out of the ring.

Alpha Assassin:

Getting my feet watching this huge hunk flop around and his monster cock bounce, I tease the crowd by jerking off my cock with a few strokes, coating my hand with thick pre and sweat. Raising my hand, I suddenly rush towards you, cock dancing side to side as my pecs bounce then grab the top of your head and face, letting you get a good whiff of my pre-coated hand.... making you stand up then turning you around... "Running away? Here let me HELP YOU!"  As I rush you to the opposite corner and use my strength to FLING you into the corner post and out of the ring!

Julian Jackson:

I'm almost there...I stretch my hand out and I can almost reach the rope but you're back at me much faster than I expected. You grab my head, your hand brushes my face and I moan unintentionally as that intense smell invades my nostrils..."Ugghh..." You yank my body up and I stumble after you, putting on some speed as you PUSH me forward, straight into the corner and *CLANG* my shoulder bumps against the turnbuckle before the rest off my body gets launched through the ropes and out of the ring. "UUGGGHHH!" I land hard, rolling around and nursing my shoulder. "Fucking....bastard..." I spit through my gritted teeth, squirming and looking for the barricades to pull myself back into this fight.

Alpha Assassin:

Watching you impact and roll out of the ring makes my cock throb and I can't help but stroke myself in the middle of the ring as I watch you stumble rolling out of it. The crowd goes wild and I raise my hand to soak up the cheers of the crowd then I slide out of the ring fully intent on chasing you. I walk up to you and grab the back of your head... my cock sliding between your massive glutes but not penetrating yet.... and whisper into your ear... "Here let me help you get up..." and then SLAM  your face onto the barricades!

Julian Jackson:

My hand grabs the cold steel and I pull myself on my knees...the other hand still holding my shoulder as I feel your hands on me again. You pull me up, my dick pumping and spitting some pre onto the barricades as I feel your schlong hot dogging my cheeks. My 9 inches swing from side to side and I desperately throw my arm back, but my orientation is bad, as well as my strength at the moment and with a swift move you SLAM my face into the top of the barricades. The sound echoes through the arena and my body snaps up. "JACKSON IS WOBBLY!!! THAT PAYBACK CAME FAST!!" My head lols back and forth as I stumble around, trying to make out your position…

Alpha Assassin:

You feel a tight grip around your mouth steadying your vision but denying you any air except the one scented by your own musk - precum, sweat, spit! Then you see my face grinning down at you as I have my 10 inch monster cock in one hand grabbing it flicking precum onto your abs onto your cock I lean forward and I whisper "This is how much I'm going to beat the shit out of you, Jackass!"  and I smack my thick beer can cock onto yours pummeling it thwack THWACK **THWACK** beating your cock down with my own and then on the final hit I swing my cock upwards for an uppercut! The crowd goes wild as the cock fight happens right in front of them!

Julian Jackson:

My vision is still blurry but I can make out your silhouette. You're hard to miss. Your musky hand covers my mouth, sending another whiff of your scent into my system. I'm struggling to process your words and before my brain is done your massive horse cock SLAMS into my steel hard anaconda with a loud THWACK! "UNNGHHHH!" You smack my dick from left to right and back again, pre splattering all over your hips and as you swing that baton up into mine, my club snaps up and spits a huge wad of pre (almost like a full cumshot) straight into your face...I notice that...and as I hope you're distracted enough I grab your hips, my arms start to bulge as I lift you off the ground a few inches, only to let you drop immediately with my third leg swinging up to CRASH straight into your flared out helmet.

Alpha Assassin:

Feeling confident with seeing you big muscled form suffering under my grip, until you spray a huge wad of precum on my face! Fuck. The scent of it distracts my nose, the liquid forces me to shut my lids to keep from getting sprayed in the eyes... but that moment turns into the moment... as I feel you grip my hips and "UNNGHHHHHH!" my cock gets uppercutted by your thick monster and it sprays a wide arc of precum from your abs all the way up to your nose! "FUCK!"

Julian Jackson:

SPLAT! Your pre shoots up my body right at my nostrils...that potent cum scent triggers me immediately but I was prepared...I learn from your mistakes bitch! I keep my cool but I can't keep my cock from blasting another wad of pre onto your abs. And I know I can't waste any time now. I lunge in and grab your meat with one hand. I can feel it pumping and it's even harder than it already looks, but it gives me the perfect grip. I pull you in, twist you around with my broad shoulders against your back and with a primal ROAR I hoist you up on my shoulders into fucking RACK, putting that giant throbbing dick on full display for the crowd. "SHOW THEM THAT FUCKING DICK BASTARD!" I grunt under your weight, my own schlong is slapping against my tree trunk legs as I parade you along the crowd, with your horse cock swinging and your nuts dangling like church bells, adding some nice pressure on your spine before I turn towards the ring again...

Alpha Assassin:

Something about the primal heat of this muscle man lifting my large frame up on his shoulders and racking me absolutely turns me on.... even if I would never admit it! What's worse is that in the rack, the pre travels up my nose almost straight into my brain, turning me dazed and horny. I moan and groan as this huge muscle man manhandles me, stretching my back, stretching my spine out.  My entire 6'5" body gets stretched out, my muscles laying on top of another muscled beast.  Fuck my cock is looking straight up into the sky, spurting pre as you bounce around parading me to the crowd. Screaming as you stretch my spine out. Forcing the crowd to watch out as I spew like a geyser as you bounce and parade me towards the ring!  "UNNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Julian Jackson:

"COME ON ASSASSIN!! YOU'RE LEAKING LIKE A HOSE!!" Even though I'm fully focused on carrying that massive body around I can't hold myself back on taunting you. The crowd is in total awe as they admire my muscles having you and your anaconda under full control. But I am only wearing you down now, the best part is yet to cum. I growl like a bull and step along the ring apron before I PUSH you off me and let your body SLAM against the ring edge.

Alpha Assassin:

Whether you intended to or not, the slow walk to the ring has me slowly recover my senses from the musk assault and start to get used to the pain. The audience can see it - I start to slow my actions and one arm slowly starts to raise... I planned to punch your face so repeatedly so I can roll off your back but then you start to push.. "Oh fuck you Jacka - AAARRRRRRRGGHHHHHH!" As my beaten back explodes in fresh, new pain as my body bounces off the apron and I slide and drop down to the mats outside the ring!

Julian Jackson:

BOOM! The ring rattles with a loud noise as your heavy body crashes against the edge and then just drops down onto the cold floor. The adrenaline rushes into my brain as I see you squirming and I FLEX a double biceps for the horny men watching this brutal beatdown. My horse cock is standing hard and strong, spitting some pre onto your body. "Let's fucking stretch that bitch out!" I growl and reach down, grab your ankles and hoist your legs up...I place them against the apron, you on your back with those tree trunk legs up in the air and rolled up. "JACKSON IS SETTING THE ASSASSIN UP!!! LOOK AT THAT TIGHT ASSHOLE!!!" I grin, knowing it won't be this tight once I am done with it and I climb onto the apron, kneeling right over you with my monster dick lined up with your muscle ass. The crowd gets a full view of my hard glutes, my low hanging sack and then my helmet pushing against your pucker. "LET'S GO BITCH!!" I grab the ropes to get a good leverage and then RAM all 9 inches into your warm canal, feeling those walls adjusting to my size immediately..."Fuuuuuuck you're tight slut!!" I moan as I invade your backside and fasten up the pace immediately. "Oh fuck...look at those balls..." I can hear some men behind me commenting this fuck scene while your dick hangs down in your face...

Alpha Assassin:

My aching back is laid against the apron. Legs hanging over my body. I look up, I see the crowd staring at me. Worst of all, I can see my cock and balls staring me at the face. Dripping pre, all over my chin, my neck, my lips.  Shaking my head, but still in too much pain to get away. I see massive hips like tree trunks standing over me. The roar of the crowd. Gripping the mats....  Bracing myself for....  Ugh!  Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Fuck! That nine-inch monster ripping me apart. Tearing my tight ass wide open. I scream and I holler but you hit my spot just right as well.  And the sheer pressure of it forces more and more pre of my body.  Massive wads  that look like cumshots in their own right come erupting out of my dick, spraying all over my body... DRENCHING ME!

Julian Jackson:

"OH MY GOD THE ASSASSIN IS THROBBING LIKE HELL!!! JACKSON IS POUNDING THAT CUM OUT OF THE CHALLENGER!!!" I can't see you but the announcer's comment is all I need to hear...and your pathetic moans of course as my fuck weapon drills your ass with the power of a jackhammer. My glutes flex each time I thrust down...and each thrust is forcing another wad of pre right onto your bitchface. "I'll breed you stupid bastard!! I'll rip that ass apart like no one before!!" I growl in full heat, my own sweat is collecting in my ass crack before it's dripping down on your face, mixing with your pre and messing you up like you're my newest fucktoy. And then I lean forward, my thick veiny shaft is getting pulled out of your muscle cunt, but only until my helmet is still stuck inside you. I can hear the crowds OHHHHHHH as they take a look at my pulsating cum vein, my whole shaft dripping with pre and ass juice before I RAM every single inch back into your tight canal. "TAKE....!" RAM "THAT...!" RAM "BITCH...!" RAM! I show no mercy, my giant orbs are slapping and churning as I prepare for the first breeding...I'm so fucking edged...and then without a warning my muscle dick FLEXES inside you, expanding to almost double its size as the first massive rope blasts inside your guts..."FUUUUUCCCKKKK!" I throw my head back as I PUMP PUMP PUMP my hot muscle cum deep inside your asshole, my balls visibly jumping and churning as they breed the hell out of you in front of those lust-filled fuckers.

Alpha Assassin:

My face turns red both from the blood rush and the shame of getting first to be fucked in this brutal match. Being champion was so close and I can somehow feel it all slipping away as you jackhammer my hole more and more with that massive spear between your legs. I feel my balls bounce and my cock splattering all over....the crowd cheering and I can just feel myself fading. Suddenly I feel  your thick cock swell as if doubling in size. "NO....NOOOOO!" My eyes go wide and suddenly a rush of warmth in my hole as you seed me. Fuck! I grip the mats, squeeze my hole in a vain attempt to keep you out but that only locks us both in as your dick goes inside of me deep and pumps me full of your seed. Fury erupts somewhere deep inside my body but I can't act yet... not until I get to recover... somehow....

Julian Jackson:

I make sure I drain my cum tanks deep inside you until even the last rope is dumped where it belongs. Your pathetic attempt to keep me out of your hole is futile, in fact it squeezes the cum out of my dick just properly...and then I finally pull out...I know you're not done yet but as I lift my hips a bit I just let my phat schlong dangle over your head and that soaked dick just drips right onto your face. "WHAT A BREEDING!!! IF THE ASSASSIN CAN COME BACK FROM THAT??" I push up on my feet and turn around. The crowd is stroking and some even busted their loads already as they're not able to hold anything back. "Fucking goons..." I mumble and reach down for your legs that are still somewhat swinging around. "Get the fuck up!" I growl and pull you up onto the apron...my whole body is so pumped from this fight and the adrenaline is building up again after this huge cumshot. I got your freshly seeded body with me on the apron as I climb through the ropes...you're still standing at the ring edge as I climb onto the middle rope. "Let's finish this inside the ring bastard!" I growl and shove your head under my sweat-drenched armpit before I grab your horse cock with my free hand. "JACKSON IS SETTING THE ASSASSIN UP AGAIN!!! THERE IS NO MERCY IN THIS RING TONIGHT!!" And with that I LIFT your god-like body up, muscles bulging like crazy as I attempt to Suplex you over the ropes and let your body CRASH down onto the mats.

Alpha Assassin:

Feeling stuffed by the seed that you have poured inside of me, my body just aching from the beating and the fucking. And now I can feel you're not letting up as you grab me by the leg, forcing me up the apron. Instinctively, I squeeze my glutes, trying not to embarrass myself by letting your own juices flood out of my hole. But that takes my attention away from the fact that you're setting me up.... As you grab my waist and suplex me back right to the center of the ring, my body slams onto the canvas, spreadeagled and the impact forces a splatter of your cum out of my hole and sweat to bounce off my body! My elephant cock spewing like a fountain straight up into the sky and then drenching back down on my perfect fucking abs, dazed, I tried to roll around, trying to find a rope or a corner, crawling away from you.

Julian Jackson:

THUD! We land hard...admittedly, you take the worst of the impact and stay down for the time being. I watch your huge cock spitting and spewing as I roll back on my knees and kneel right beside your head. "You look tired bitch...no time for a nap now..." You start to roll from side to side, trying to get some distance from me and escape towards the corner. I follow you quietly, the crowd hyping me up...and once you're close to the corner I KICK into your sides, forcing you to roll once more until you're sitting on your ass. My hand grabs your throat and I glare into your face. "Is this how you expected this will go?" I growl, grab the top ropes and launch myself up, only to STOMP my sweaty foot down into that cum-bloated gut. "STAY DOWN BASTARD!"

Alpha Assassin:

I almost get to the corner, but suddenly a sharp pain hits my side as you kick me on the side and I roll to what I think is safety...  I try to stay composed, but then you grab my throat, force me to look at the god-like form of your body...  My fingers grip the middle ropes, trying to wheel myself back into the fight, but then you start stomping my gut, your foot crushing into my perfect abs. I resist at first, but slowly I start to sink deeper.... releasing the ropes as I try to conserve something... anything... dropping deeper into the corner as your cum spills  out of my hole, forced to eject as you just pummel me into my new spot in the corner. "Fuck.... you.... Jackass..." I try to KICK your kneecaps IN! Snarling, pummeled but not out yet!

Julian Jackson:

The ropes are shaking as I stomp you into the corner, turning you into a pile of muscles, hearing your asshole squirting out my cum under the pressure. But you're not broken yet and I'm not surprised at all. You kick after my kneecap and I can only jump back a bit to lower the impact..."Argh!! FUCKER!" Spit is flying into your face as I bark in rage. "I'll show you JACKASS!!" I see your head is still a little disoriented and I gotta keep it like that...I run back into the opposite corner, my wet dick throbbing as I huff like a wild bull and then CHARGE forward, the ring rattles under my weight before I JUMP up, spread my legs with that cum-coated horse cock SLAMMING into your face with a nasty Bronco Buster...."FUCK YOU!!!" I yell and rock my hips back and forth, smacking that musky 9 INCH dick all over your face..."JACKSON SERVES DICK!!!! THE ASSASSIN IS IN BIG TROUBLE!!!"

Alpha Assassin:

OMMPPPHHHFFKKGHHHhhh! This specimen of pure muscle leaps at me and I'm still too weak to duck or avoid it and his full meat and crotch SLAMS into my face.... Bronco Busting my mouth with his cock and sweat and pre and cum and my ass juices... sending into another spin on the musk train! I recover faster now but my body still aches and I can only struggle and kick the air helplessly as you smother me! My 10 inch cock slapping to and fro, slamming your glutes at certain angles. Hands slapping your hips, desperate to get you off me!

Julian Jackson:

THWACK! I don't know which sound was louder...my pecs crashing against the turnbuckle or my meat slamming into your face. Anyway, you're struggling! That wet dick is spreading musk all over your face, making sure you will remember this scent long after the fight. "You ready for another load? Because I am!" I pull myself off you and look down on you. "Damn. Is that the real Assassin? You look like a mess..." I taunt you so that everybody can hear it and I step in. My hands under your pits, I HOIST you off the mats and drape your arms over the top ropes, letting you hang there like a boxer after 3 knockdowns. I reach for your ankles, grab them tight and lift your legs UP, watching your 10 incher swinging around and I'm getting ready to impale you again. I pull my hips back..."And this time I wanna see that fucking face!" I growl and thrust forward, trying to open you up for a second round.

Alpha Assassin:

Feeling pretty beat up.... knowing I look worse.  Pummeled onto the corner and I can smell your stench, your musk in my nostrils. Then you pick me up like a baby by my pits, lay me on the top ropes, serving me up like a meal, as you grab my ankles.... spread my legs wide.... aim that 9 inch missile  right into my ravaged hole... "No...  no...  fuck you!"  I moan as my grip tightens on the top ropes, suddenly my legs wrap around your hips, forcing you towards me, the cost is getting impaled one more time by your monster cock, FUCKKKKKKKK.  And then getting you this close, I will have my abs to crunch as I lurch from the top ropes  arms, grabbing your neck, and with my momentum swing back and fall backwards to the  turnbuckles, and use that to slam your face onto the top corner, BAM! 

We both drop to the floor, and I kick you off me, your cock popping out of my ravaged hole, rolling and getting behind you, I suddenly jump, slamming my legs to kick you onto your back..... mounting you, and wrapping my legs around your nape and the post, and squeezing tight, as I Bronco-Choke you right back! "YOU FUCKER!"  The crowd goes WILD!!!!!

Julian Jackson:

I'm about to thrust my rock hard meat inside you as suddenly your tree trunk legs snap around my waist. "UNGH!" I grunt deep as you stop me in my tracks for a moment but then PULL my body into you, my schlong drills inside you like a battering ram. "UUAAHHH FUCKK!!" I moan at the same time as you, so loud that the crowd shrugs, and I'm trapped balls deep inside you, sexually stunned for a moment. Long enough for you to wrap your pumped arm around my neck and drop back, SLAMMING me head first against the ring post with a loud CLONG! "UGGHH!" I crumble down with you and you immediately push me off...my 9 incher is flopping around as you come up behind me immediately and KICK into me, knocking me on my back in the corner. I look up...and a huge shadow drops on my face..."No...no...." I try to protest but your legs wrap around my neck, your monster cock drops on my face as your FLEX those steel quads around my head. "UMMMPPFFFFFF!" I gasp into your musky crotch, my eyes roll as the stench hits me but there is no oxygen left, my windpipe crushed between your thighs. My head reddens fast, veins popping out and my hands grab your quads, desperately trying to pry them apart to get some fresh air. "WHAT A REVERSAL!!! JACKSON IS COMPLETELY BURIED UNDER THAT COCK!!"

Alpha Assassin:

One hand on the ropes as I Bronco-Choke the shit out of you, bouncing up and down to push as much air out of your frame as I can! My other hand grabs your wrist and raises it up...  trying to get a feel if you are still conscious or can still fight back... so I CRANK the choke more and more and more and.... as I start to feel your body almost going slack I release the hold - forgetting that the match is about Breeding-KO's... no this is personal.  I climb the turnbuckles... then turn and reach down to grab that 9 inch beast on you... then PULLS you into a ball in my arms then... "OHMYGAWD ASSASSIN IS GOING FOR A --"  OFF-THE-ROPE  PILEDRIVE you into the canvas!

"How's that for impact, BITCH?!"

Julian Jackson:

I'm huffing your scent...and it's fucking intense. Combined with that vice-like choke I am in serious trouble as you're draining the energy from me. Of course the announcer is going crazy, and the crowd is too. My fans are rather shocked, but still they're stroking their boners with no mercy. I'm about to pass out, desperately fighting against your steel quads..."HHGGGGNNH!!" And as my eyes start to roll back you release the pressure and get that fucking log off my face. I slump down, not even realizing what you're planning but then I feel your strong grip on my dick..."Ugh...no...no...!" My attempt to stop you is pathetic and you lift my muscled frame up...the crowd GASPS...and one moment later you ROCK me head first into the canvas with an earthshaking impact. "UFFFFFFFFFFF!" My body flops up, my horse cock bounces and snaps against your pecs and spits a huge wad of pre all over those udders. My body is laid out, not much movement from me, just my muscles twitching and spasming...

Alpha Assassin:

That's it. You're done. I confidently think to myself... I grab your legs and walk you to the edge of ring, right around where you beat and fuck the shit outta me... but this time I'm on the high ground of being inside the ring, and I let your lower half hang out...  and then force you to split just as you've been so proud to show off your flexibility. I then grab your 9 inch monster so I can adjust your hips.  I lick my lips, savor this moment.... "Stay down bitch you're mine now." I then take my 10 inch monster beer can cock and ram it all the way inside of you. Then I start to PUMP your tight hole with my cock, watching your muscles flex and flare as I FLEX my body over you, savoring each thrust as I slowly start to stretch your virgin, undefeated ass!  "Let's go, Jackass! I'm gonna break this hole tonight!"

Julian Jackson:

My vision is still black, just slowly I can make out some silhouettes again...but it's nothing I could work with. "Where...is....that...slut..." My body searches for you, even though I am not in a good condition...it's desperation. The noises around me get clearer again. It's the crowd...they're freaking out...and the next thing I feel is you dragging my sculpted body over to the ring edge. My bulging muscles are on display, but all of them are staring at my 9 inch schlong, rock hard, dripping pre on my abs. And then with one single thrust I feel like you're ripping me in two pieces. My eyes go wide, my mouth forms an O, I snap back into this painful reality again and I wish I was unconscious for a moment. It takes a while until a sound is leaving my mouth again, I grunt, my head wants to withstand that powerfuck, I'm way too proud to admit how hard that horse cock feels inside me, and a looooong string of pre cum lowers down on my face, your brutal thrust literally fuck that overfilled juice out of me until the point I am moaning uncontrollably. "Ugh...ugh...ugh.ughhh...!" "PAYBACK TIME FOR JACKSON!!! WE ALREADY COUNTED THE ASSASSIN OUT!!!"

Alpha Assassin:

Hearing you moan gets me feral. A few minutes ago, you thought you had me fucking wrecked, and this time hearing you moan like a bitch just turns me the fuck on!   I reach down... grab your thick throbbing dick with both hands, and use that as my only point of contact as I pistol fuck your now-widening cunt. Mercilessly,  I ram all the way in, move my hips, forcing your hole and your insides  to stretch... widen...  Then I pull back out making a satisfying pop as the vacuum fills your little hole. And then again, and again, and again, and again, use my beer can thick dick to force your pre to spurt at every thrust.... and your hole to start loosening up... to start wanting...  expecting another thrust! Weakening how your hole closes up!  I look down at you and  spit once onto my cock and ram that wad into your hole...  and then spit into your mouth as you're moaning. "Never forget that taste, Jackass!"

Julian Jackson:

My eyes are rolling for everyone to see. That log is so massive, it feels like it's stabbing right through me and coming out of my throat again. My muscled walls give in to your size, for a moment I am losing all control over my asshole and my inner ring, they're just stretched to a size where it's impossible to clench or flex. And with my legs spread wide in a split there is no holding back for you now. "UNNGHH...no....ughh...fu....fuc....!" My cum slit is leaking pre like a water hose and it's raining down on my face. You pull out with a loud PLOP, I can hear the crowd GASP as they see your wet monster meat in full length before you STAB STAB STAB the whole length back inside my muscle ass. "UUFFFF......UFFFFF....UFFFFF......UFFFFF!" Each thrust makes my head lol back and forth, my horse cock leaking more...and each slam into my fuck nut forces out a deep moan. "THE ASSASSIN IS TRYING TO ANNIHILATE THAT ASSHOLE!!! NO MERCY FOR JACKSON NOW!"

Alpha Assassin:

"I can feel you loosening up, Jackass."  STAB STAB STAB STAB.  Taking pleasure in the feeling of your once tight virgin hole as loosening up.... slowly giving in slowly turning into a gaping little hole just for me. " Let's show them what you are right now..." As I pull out completely, bend your legs forward and show the crowd the gap of your hole and I watch it slowly.... slowly...... close...... the last few centimeters..... almost.... not quite..... but ultimately shutting tight...   The crowd moans their disappointment but is even more excited when I reach down and grab your pretty sweaty hair and force you to stand displaying your luscious muscled frame for all the world to see in a state that's never been dazed and practically broken. "I think it's time to show who's the fucking champion!" I get behind you hook my arm around your pits for a full Nelson and I ram my dick inside of you one more time pumping your hole again and again mercilessly until I thrust in deep and I moan as I flood your hole with my cum wave after wave after wave of seed filling you up.  "JACKSON IS BRED! JACKSON IS BRED!" My eyes roll back from the pleasure of breeding you!

Julian Jackson:

Your schlong keeps on stabbing into my hole, I cannot believe this is happening...my tight muscle bussy getting stretched like this in front of these horny goons. No mercy, each thrust forces a squirting sound coming out of my asshole, your pre is lubing me up just enough that you can easily invade me with that massive flesh sword. And then you suddenly pull out, spread my legs and show off that gaped cunt to the men. "Ugh...no...." My muscles are shaking as I try to flex my chute, it's  feeling like I got that huge log still inside me, probably lost my senses for a moment from that brutal fuck. But this ass is not done yet as it finally closes back to its tightness again. At least it looks like it but my muscle ring is battered as fuck. And then you pull me up, hoisting my god-like body onto the apron right in front of you, exposed to the crowd as your arms lock me up in a Full Nelson, my head hangs down as I'm still processing this fuckdown...and then you RAM that monster back inside me, my meat jumps up and spits a massive wad of pre straight into the face of one of these goons...You're so deep inside me that you can see that helmet poking against my abs from the inside...and without a warning you release that hot seed straight into my canal, flooding my guts with those alpha soldiers. "Oh...fuck....no...."

Alpha Assassin:

"Fuck yeah, slut.... do you feel that? I think you're my bitch now!" As I pull out with a satisfying SCHLURPING sound as my cock exits your hole.... this time, it closes even slower now... from the damage and the extra load inside of you. The crowd goes wild as we both have cum leaking out of holes with the frame of champs... gods.... just bashing each other to pieces.... sadly, your hole still closes.. no proud gape.. yet!  This starts to piss me off... "Time to end this, Jackass." As I walk us both to the corner... and with effort after all that mutual beatings and breedings I attempt to end this with a flash. "Breed... then KO to win, right?"  I snarl as I slowly walk us up the corner... two gods climbing their Mount Olympus.... the crowd goes wild as I attempt to end you with a power move from the corner.  "SHUT DOWN! SHUT DOWN!" They roar as they cry the name of the move... a brutal spine-twisting suplex that has ended all my previous fights!  I get to the top ropes, with you in my grip... "Time to sleep, Jackass!"

Julian Jackson:

I can feel the void inside my asshole as you finally pull that massive log out of me. Some of your load is dripping out of that gaped muscle ring before it runs down my massive quads, my body is shaking, my insides feel battered after this brutal fuckdown...but this fight is not over...yet. You pull me with you to the corner and I can only stumble after you. We climb up...me rather involuntary...but under the cheers of the crowd we arrive on top of the turnbuckle. I know you're setting me up to finish this...you shove my head under your arm for a top rope Suplex..."NO!" I grunt and SLAM my fist into your obliques. BAM! And another one! BAM! I pull my head out...glare at you..."FUCK YOU BITCH!" Spit flies into your face as I roar like a maniac, grab your head with both hands and SLAM my forehead into yours with a loud CRACK! "JACKSON COUNTERS!!! THE ASSASSIN IS WOBBLY!!!" And without losing any time I push your head down, my wet meat slaps your face in the process before I lock your head between my thighs. "FUCK!!!! YOU!!!!!" I roar out again, HOIST you up on my shoulders before I jump down with you and ROCK you into the mats with a brutal POWERBOMB!

Alpha Assassin:

"UNGH!" *No...* "NNNGHHKk!"  *Fuck.... No...* "GUUUUHHK!"  My head snaps back then is shoved next to your god-cock and thighs... *I took too long... I took....* IMPACT! Then only silence... My body going through the motions after the impact scatters my senses... my upper torso recoils up, sweat and precum drenched, sitting up starting forward, towards you as if possessed by some demon, ready to take revenge from the insult you've just done... The crowd holds its breath... but my head rolls back as my eyes do so in their sockets and I DROP backwards, arms spreading out then DOWN with a dull THUD. Unmoving....

Julian Jackson:

"THE ASSASSIN IS DOWN!!! WHAT A COMEBACK FROM JACKSON!!" I take a deep breath, both our horse cocks pointing straight up between your legs and spit wads of pre up into the air by the impact. And you're not moving anymore. "That's it bastard..." I growl and roll to the side, this is my chance now. "JACKSON IS PUMPED!! WHAT A BEAST!!" I'm not sure if he's talking about me or my dick but both would be true. I roll on my knees and push myself up...I'm battered, cum stains on the mats where I was sitting...but the adrenaline keeps me going now. It's survival mode. "Come on you big-dicked bastard!" I grab your ankles and roll you up...your feet touch the mats right beside your head with your ravaged muscle ass on full display. "I'll show you how to gape a pussy!" And with that I straddle your body, my horse cock swings between my thighs and then I switch to a pushup position, lock my flared out helmet on your hole THRUST inside. "WATCH THIS BITCH!!!" I slam my hips down, my pole drilling inside you like a jackhammer again and again...BAM BAM BAM! My veiny shaft ramming into your defeated canal, with my oversized sack slapping around for all to see.

Alpha Assassin:

"NYYAARRGHHKKKKMmmmhhh!" I wake up screaming as I can feel my hole widen and stretch as your monster cock invades me again! "Ahhh... fuck... you..... jack.... asssssssss."I grit my teeth as I keep pounding, the fibers in my muscles flexing as I strain in the position you put me in... then "Oh... fuckk... fuckk... god... dammmittt..." My protests become moans as you keep punching at my spot with that beercan dick!  Your heavy balls punch my own packet of nuts and force a stream of precum every time you drop into me... cock expanding my hole... nutsack punching my balls... I try to power out of this but I just end up looking like I'm flexing my muscles FOR you... head still spinning from the crash... and the combined beating from the match! Eyes rolling up and down as I try to resist and stay conscious but not for long...

Julian Jackson:

I'm still so loaded...I stored all of this just for your tight pussy...and it's time to finish you off! The slapping sound of my hips crashing into your ass echo through the arena and the sloppy sounds coming from your pussy become louder and louder. "Fuck!...yes!...that!...hole!....is!....breaking!..." I growl with each thrust, slamming that beer can cock inside you without mercy. And I'm about to dump another load inside your guts. "I'll breed you so deep now bitch!" I slow down, pull my legs under me and at the same time I wrap my strong arms around your waist from behind. I keep my log buried inside you, pumping and leaking non-stop...and then I squat up and pull you with me, yanking your upper body between my legs before I let out a primal ROAR and FLIP you up in front of me and catch you in a Soaring Nelson Fuck! And the moment my arms are locked I fold your body, pushing your muscle ass against my hips and PUMP my alpha soldiers deep into your defeated canal! "TAKEEEE ITTTT!!!" I growl while my dick is blasting rope after rope into your hole, blowing you up like a fucking balloon!

Alpha Assassin:

"UNgh... UNNGHH.. UNNGHHHH!!!! PLEASE.... FUCKKKK...."  I hate this. Forced to grovel as it feels like you effortlessly manhandle me. ME! Rage is boiling inside me and conflicted by the expert fucking that you've been doing... no one in the past matches has ever done this to me and for this to happen to me.. done by a.... JACKASS LIKE YOU?! FUCK. FUCK! You're so hot... you're so full of shit... my mind racing with overlapping emotions as you lift me up, two muscled gods in close quarters.. I scream and scream and scream refusing to tap... to give you the satisfaction... but that all still takes a toll on me as I feel your alpha seed inside me.... and by not breathing enough... I slowly... slowly... fade in the Soaring Nelson Fuck! Arms slowly droop... my flex.. softening... muscles  folding... going... going.... knocked out!

Julian Jackson:

"TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO HANDLE ASSASSIN!!!" I growl like a wild animal as I breed you stupid. My balls visibly tighten as they release the flood...and with each rope your ass loosens up around my log, nothing is clenching anymore...and then you're lifelessly hanging in my hold, speared on my undefeated horse cock! "HE'S OUT!!! THE ASSASSIN IS KNOCKED OUT!!!" 

DING DING DING! 

The bell ends the fight..."Oh is he?" I grunt and tighten my grip one last time. "Then take this as a little bonus..." And with that I DROP on my ass, my schlong still inside you and busting the last shot inside your canal while I rock you face first into the mats. "Yeeeaaaah bitch...I roll to the side and my dick just flops out of your ravaged pussy with a loud PLOP...that hole is probably done for good. I push up on my feet as the ref walks over to me and hands me the belt. "THAT'S IT BITCHES!!!" I shout and jump onto the ropes in the corner, showing off my new shiny belt while my champion dick is still standing on full mast!

Alpha Assassin:

Thunderous applause wakes me up... I am conscious of a warm void inside me... and I can feel my ass gaped! What fuck.... then I remember. JACKASS. My hole closes just as my consciousness comes back to full awareness. Everything hurts. My body. My hole. My balls. My head. My ego. I lost... to JACKASS! I slowly... get to my feet... behind you... watching that godlike form on the top ropes celebrating... the crowd sees me... the officials see me... but no one dares stop me.... I howl in fury, then RUSH towards you, suddenly climb up.. clinch and with a fury that doesn't give a fuck about winning, losing, or fairness.. only revenge... I grab and TOSS you to the canvas!

After the impact, I roll to my feet next to you... like some possessed animal. The officials are ringing the bell but I don't care... It's not about the belt any more... I may pay for it tomorrow but right now... "I'm going to make sure you'll never show your face without shame, CHAMP." As I RAM my dick inside you with a Camel Clutch FUCK! 

"Let me be the first to congratulate you on your FUCKING WIN, JACKASS!!"

Julian Jackson:

I'm celebrating my win, the crowd is going wild and most of them just finished stroking. They're a mess! But who can blame them after watching this...I hot a most muscular pose with my belt in my hand and soak up the cheers. But I don't see what they see...it's you...up on your feet again...and as I hear your footsteps rolling over the mats it's already too late..."No...no.....UGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" I slam onto the mats, the ring shakes like an earthquake and my body flops around. "Wha...the..." I can hear the bell but it is just a dull sound, my body isn't moving much...just my instincts tell me to get away. But I can't...You're already mounting over me, my arms draped over your legs and you're monster cock pushing against my pucker again..."No...noAARRGGGHHH!" I thought the pain was gone, but as that log RAMS back inside my canal my once so tight walls get stretched out brutally again. "STTOOOPPP!" I yell, you're too fucking big to take another fuckdown...but nothing is stopping you right now.

Alpha Assassin:

Every muscle fiber in my body is screaming - recovery will be a bitch but I can't help myself now... something feral in me is unleashed after having a taste of everything you have to offer... your power... your musk... your alpha soldiers deep inside... the vacuum your cock gave me... the muscle god form you've built... i want to mark you.... shame you... show you my total respect... but PISTON FUCKING your muscle pussy again. And Again. And Again. Every time I slide out of your hole with a wet *squelch*, I check how long it takes for your hole to close up... and right before it shuts, I RAM back inside!  "No, no..." I whisper into your ear... "Open up for me, champ." *squelch....* "This is me celebrating your win!" RAM! "The crowd needs to never forget how you look...*" squelch.... *"After you fucking beat me fair and square!" RAAAAAAMMM!  "Still tight or....?"  *squelch...* I lean back and wait... your hole is pretty beat up already... but will it close or will it gape?

Julian Jackson:

You're not only in rage mode right now...this doesn't even feel like you still have control over your own actions. But that doesn't matter...you're out to destroy my ass. "UGGGHHHH!" I moan as you stab inside me...squirting sounds leave my hole...my loose muscle ring getting pulled in and out of my ass, my glutes twitching, my manhole struggling to close and it's like you're turning me inside out with every single thrust. "Sto...ugh....sto...." I try to beg you to stop but I can't even speak, your size is stunning me...I can see my belt lying in the corner...but I'm not only immobilized but also too far to reach it.

Alpha Assassin:

Ignoring your pleas, as feeling this muscle god slowly stretch and widen with just my cock is filling me with  lustful rage! I then see your head tilt up towards the belt.... I smirk.  Then pull out... *squelch...* noting that your hole isn't closing as fast anymore... if at all... it's just leaking... gaping... only tightening ever so slowly... RAM! "Looks like your little muscle pussy's all gaped out, Jackass!"  The crowd goes wild, unbelieving that their champion's already damaged goods just a few seconds into his reign!  *squelch...* "Hey, the crowd wants to see yah..." RAM!  I then use the force of move to make you stumble forward.. and POP from from my cock!  *squelch...*    I then grab your wrists and walk you like the bitch that you are.... RAM! "Come on, Champ! Let's show the crowd you with your belt... and your brand new muscle pussy!" *squelch...* RAM! *squelch...* RAM! *squelch...* RAM!

Julian Jackson:

I wished I could just disappear in a fucking hole and never come out again. I lost control over my body, overstimulated on all ends, and these ongoing thrusts into my ass finally force me into submission. I can't believe I said that...but this is just a different kind of survival mode..."Ple...please...no....more..." I moan again with a deep voice. My muscle hole is beaten and senseless, my loose pussy lips just flap around each time you pull that schlong out of my canal. It just stays open, it twitches from time to time but whenever it starts to slightly tighten up you ram your log back into my chute...and with each thrust I squiiiiert your cum and my ass juice all over your pubes. With every. single. step! You parade me around, speared on your 10 inch flesh sword like I was a dog on the leash...my legs are shaking, almost collapsing but you have a strong hold on my arms to keep me under control...

Alpha Assassin:

As soon as we get to your belt, I feel it... "His pussy's broken!" I declare to the crowd, whose cheers add to the shame that you're feeling. Never mind that my hole is still leaking your alpha soldiers down my leg... never mind that I lost...  "You can have your fucking belt, Jackass... because...." I then PULL out of your hole and flick just juices right onto your gaping muscle pussy... Then I fold you over, legs on the canvas, then your torso on top... making your knees press against your abs. Looking at this muscle god folder and gaping gives me one last push to reach around and grab the back of your knees... then LIFTING you upside down to place your back against my torso, ass in the air for the Muscle Pussy Parade... showing the whole crowd the extent of your gaping cunt... "You'll always be MY BITCH!" Then powerbombing your head right into your championship belt!

Julian Jackson:

I realize that nothing is going to stop you now. You want to see me broken. And admittedly I already am...but you just keep going without mercy. My hole is so loose, I can't feel it anymore...I can't feel my whole insides...everything is numb, the pain is gone, and my glutes are only twitching uncontrollably. I do not realize what you're doing with my belt, I am focused on everything and nothing, I didn't even notice you already pulled out...my defeated canal just stays open...it's not moving or clenching at all. And if that wouldn't be enough humiliation, you pull my reduced god-like body into a tight package and FLIP me up in front of you. My leaking ass is now on full display...and yes, I can hear their OHHHHHHHs as they see it gape like a supermassive black hole..."Plea...please...." Is the last thing I can say before you drive me down...my head hits the mats and the impact forces a fountain of cum to spray out of my ravaged asshole before my body bounces off and drops flat onto the canvas.

Alpha Assassin:

"FUCKIN JACKASS!" I raise my fist to the crowd - some booing at the sore loser behavior, others cheering at the total destruction they've just witnessed. I drag your broken god-body across the ring and leave your head to drape over the apron, while I use the lowest ropes on your waist to hang you up.... then the middle ropes force you to SPLIT wide - making you face the crowd while showing off that brand new gape!

I then give you the double whammy.... I DRIVE my fist into your gaping hole... forcing my load and juices to squirt out... completing your destruction by punching you to celebrate your victory! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!  "Congratulations on the win, Jackson!"  PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!  "Let me cheer for you the only way I know how..."  PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!

As I RAM my godbreaking rod down your throat and SKULLFUCK your jaw to hell!

"Good job, beating me, Jackson! THE TRUE CHAMPION!!!!"

Julian Jackson:

My mind is almost completely blank at this point. A few moments ago they cheered for their new champ...and now? The moment my mind snaps back into a more or less conscious state I am already hanging upside down in the ropes...facing the crowd...my tree trunk legs spread apart in a perfect split with my loose hole for everyone to see. And when I thought it couldn't get any worse you shove that 10 inch horse cock straight into my mouth, facefucking the hell out of me while giving my hole the final knockout punches. The arena is filled with the gagging sounds coming off my mouth and the squirts from my ass each time you punch that fist down my defeated canal. My eyes roll back...my mind is dissociating from that utter humiliation...and once again my muscles go limp...just my own horse cock starts spraying the rest of the remaining cum all over your bulging body...staying soft and drained.

Alpha Assassin:

In perfect sync, as your own monster cock spews all over my body my own beercan cock FLOODS your mouth with my alpha soldiers, invading your throat... nostrils.... spilling out to your lips, down your cheeks and face! With that cumshot - my remaining senses come flooding back pain erupts all over my body and my hole feels empty and aching... I take one final look at you... destroyed as you are, you're still a beast to look at... and the record still stands... 0-1 to you. Fucker.

I shake my head and face the crowd raising a fist, even though my legs get wobbly... trying my hardest to look cocky, arrogant despite certain... thoughts.  "YOU DON'T MESS WITH THE ASSASSIN!" I give one last pose... then finally collapse from the effort of the match.... looks like we'll both be leaving on stretcher tonight!

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