Brutal Brawls

The Goliath is known as one of the roughest, most brutal fighters in this area. Few actually get to face him. There's been one fighter that has been determined to take him on, but the Goliath hasn't been too interested so he made a deal with Guerrero. Beat Christan the Crusader, the strongest of the Twunks, and he can have his time in the spotlight with The Goliath.

 

I drop into the pit in my electric blue trunks with Crusader along the ass. My shirtless body showing off all my tight, thick, bulging muscles. I flex my pecs and beat my chest, roaring to rev up the crowd as they get excited for the fight. I haven't seen you before, but I'm not scared of anyone who gets in the pit with me, for I am the Crusader and all will be conquered. I wait for you

I find about this gigantic, strong fighter and the organization he seems to run. Seeking a chance to fight the giant, I was asked to defeat one of the Twunks, the allegedly stronger. I drop in the pit wearing white and golden spandex pants and matching mask with the colors of my country, green, red and mostly white. I see a crow of men surroundign the area eager to see their crusader to prevail. As far as I know, only one of us can leave this place on his foot. 5'8 and 160 lbs I look at my opponent perfectly sculpted abs and body wondering how strong this man can be.

 I stand at 6'1 and 200 lbs, knowing I have the size on you, but knowing that size doesn't mean everything. I stare you up and down, admiring your body, waiting for the crowd. The Crowd yells, "FIGHT!!!" and i know the match is on. I charge forward and try to spear you in the abs.

Unexpectedly, I see you coming towards me and I sent my legs back as your shoulder clashes with my abs, to try not be taken down. I struggle to grab your arms, feeling how solid your triceps are, as you continue moving front. I stop fighting the pushing and send two right knees aimed at your gut.

 You catch me in the spear and I try to increase my power to stop you, but instead you slam two knees into my gut and i drop to my knees. my face trapped in your crotch.

You slide down, falling on your knees before me, still holding your upper arms, I send a kick to your balls while you are kneeling and then try sending my knee to impact your pretty blond face.

I gasp when you slam a kick into my balls and howl in pain. The Goliath gets mad as he watches our fight, being embarassed that I'm losing from the start. I get my hands up to block the knee to my face before you can do more damage. Then, I wrap my arms around your legs and take you down.

I underestimate the so-called crusader determination. My back hits the sand as I feel you wrapping my legs firmly. I try to kick or even make some sort of leg guard, but it seems I cannot defend myself for whatever move you want to do while having me down. Using your weight over my legs as leverage, I elevate my torso and send some vertical elbows aiming at your head and upper back.

 After I take you to the ground,.I mount on top of you and start to ground and pound. Then you slam an elbow into my head and it disorients me.

Despite my elbows, you manage to mount me, and I feel your bare fist hitting my face. I elevate my torso to try embracing you and stick my face to your chest and then I hold your neck for support and BAM! send an elbow at your face. I take the chance to fully embrace you to bridge and switch positions, being on top I grab one of your arms to open your guard and sent a couple of punches at your face. I do not feel it, but a little red stain appeared in my white mask, for me blood and sweat inside my mask feel the same.

Christian "Crusader"I get cocky knowing that I've made first blood and miss the fact that you send an elbow to my face. I feel my nose crack and I lose control, letting you flip us over. I'm too disoriented to stop you from pounding my face and my nose starts gushing blood. I try to buck my hips to get you off of me.

I startle as I feel I am mounting some kind of wild beast and chose to stand up, stomping your perfect brick wall as I do so. Mostly to recover some of my breath after our first clash, but to entertain the audience I raise my arms circling around the pit as I deep breath

You stand up over me and before I can move out of your way, you stomp on my abs. I roll over and grunt out, coughing. I see you get cocky and I charge you again, slamming you from behind into the brick wall before I slam 3 punches into your liver.

Before I turn around, I sense a huge force pushing me as my body crashes with the wall, I feel you punching my sides from behind. The second hits my liver perfectly and I let a loud scream escape as I low my arm your third hits my ribs. Wincing and yelling I spin my whole body, extending my arm to try back fist you as I low my right arm about to crumble, resting on the wall after that hard punch.

You spin a back fist around that knocks my jaw hard and I stumble back, huffing and puffing, waiting for your next move.

Feeling intense pain on my right side, trying to recover my breath, luckily my fist hit the target. Growling as I see you huffing and puffing I lift my left leg to kick as hard as I can your balls, supporting my weight on the wall. Still hurt by the liver shot.

 I see your kick coming and I step back to dodge it. Then, I charge and aim a superman punch to your temple.

Fuck! My kick miss and as I see you jumping in the air I duck to dodge your punch, your fist hitting the solid wall. I move away with my hand rubbing my right side. Panting trying to recover my breath.

 I scream in pain as I feel my right hand crack against the solid wall. I drop to a knee in pain, unable to focus on you.

Wincing and panting I walk towards you and grab with my left hand, your arm to hold the wrist of your unharmed hand and try pulling it back to your back to a hammerlock position as you are kneeling.

"Ahhh!!! Fuckk!!!" I cry out as you trap my left arm in a hammerlock. I try to get back up to my feet, but you have me trapped.

Still feeling some pain on my side. I send my foot from behind to kick your balls and try to fully take you to the floor and place my knee on your back, so you taste the sand as I continue pulling your arm back.

As soon as I get to my feet, I scream out in pain from a kick to my balls I drop to my knees and your knee on my back takes me to the floor so I get a mouthful of sand. I continue grunting in the ground, dripping blood as you chicken wing my good arm.

Taking a deep breath, trying ignoring the pain still coming from my liver. I let use both hands to increase flex your arm in the lock, doing some sort of kimura hold, trying to increase the pressure on your elbow and shoulder.

"Ahhh!!! AH!!!!!" I scream out in so much pain as you try to dislocate my shoulder. I feel my tendons ripping as you increase pressure on my elbow and shoulder, but I won't tap out now. I can't let my team down! I continue withstanding the pain.

I see your determination and the boys cheering for you. I respect your grit, I realize there is only one way to break the crusader's will. So I continue increasing the pressure on the joint to the point of cracking...

I feel the tendons in my shoulder really start to tear. I pound on the ground and cry out, forgetting my fist is broken. "Fight me like a man, you pathetic bitch!!!" I scream out, unwilling to tap.

"I am a man" I say, and I finally over extend your joint, hearing and feeling some kind of crack and misplace of joint. And I stand up, breathing heavy, wincing. With still some pain on my sides. "You should have tapped" I say to you gasping.

I scream bloody murder as I feel my shoulder dislocate as the tendons tear. My eyesight goes blurry. I feel you get off of me and struggle to get to my feet, stumbling and falling against the wall with the inability to use either of my arms. You look at me, broken, blood dripping down my chest and determination still in my eyes to not give up. "Is that the best you got?" I ask trying to ignore the immense pain i'm in.

I see you standing up, no matter the damage you receive, I see this everlasting intense look in your eyes. "CRUSADER" Your people yell at the unison, cheering for you as if you were some sort of hero for standing up. I take a deep breath and charge at you, clinching up, placing my hands on your nape and pulling your torso down, sending five knees to that amazing brick wall of muscles. That remain pristine. switching from right to left.

You charge at me and clinch up. I take it unable to stop you as you hold me in place. I grunt out, flexing my abs as you slam 5 knees into my abs, but by the 5th knee, I can't block enough and feel the full mercy of your pain. My abs glow red and raw in pain as you continue to hold me in the clinch. I pull my head back and haedbutt you.

I am so cocky believing I have the upper hand, I don't expect you to defend. Your head crashes with my nose, and an increasing stain appears in my mask. "YOU FUCKER" I yell as your mates cheer for you. Pissed off I grab your hurt hand and and squeeze it with mine to hurt you more as I force you lift that arm and send three hard punches to your liver, for you to feel what I felt.

You grab my right hand and I cry out in pain as my vision blurs. Then, you lift my arm and send 3 punches into my liver. By the third punch i drop to my knees and collapse into your body, leaning against you for support

I grab your hair and force your face to grind my crowing cock and balls. So all you smell is my musk, your blood painting the golden and white crotch in my pants in red as I do so. You were skilled enough to block my knee last time. I grab your head and send my knee to your face.

You grab onto my hair and I can't help but moan as you pull my hair and send me into your musk. I take a big breath of your alpha aura and you can feel me lose any fight or willpower against you. Then, yo slam a knee into my face again and it breaks my jaw and my nose, letting blood trickle from my mouth and drip down, painting my chest with sweat, blood and musk. i barely hang up by your grasp on my hair.

I finally see you lost the fierce look in your eyes. I grind your face once more on my crotch, fully staining my pants with your blood. Holding you by the hair. I force you to stand up, to grab the elastic on your blue trunks and using all of my remaining strenght, I lift you in vertical position, your heels pointing to the sky, feeling like I will lose control of your weight. I release you in a Delayed Vertical Suplex against the ground.

 

You lift me up and hold me in the air and drop me to the ground. I bounce off the ground and lay there spread eagle, convulsing.... defeated.

 The men booing me, but I don't care. I set my foot on your crotch and place my hands on my waist looking down at you. Then I raise my hands and show the middle finger to the men rooting for you. Fixing my eyes on the bigger silhouette of them. The Goliath.

Christian "Crusader" I am knocked out and can't even feel you crushing my crotch. The Goliath declares you the winner to the entire audience and this crowd just realized that you are a force to be reckoned with as you made work with the crusader with barely an injury. The crowd slowly changes to your team and yells "Fuck Him! Fuck Him! Fuck Him!!!"

I take off my pants and briefs underneath, revealing my 8,7" cock wet by lubrication and your blood. I also take off your blue trunks. I grab your ankles and lift your legs up until your knees almost touches your head, and having you there I begin fingering you with two fingers while you wake up

You lift my body and I slowly come too as you stuff two fingers into my ass and i start to moan like a pathetic bitch... My ass immediately opens up for your fingers and you can feel how much my slutty body wants you to fuck me.

Once tamed, it seems the Crusader is just a bitch. I sense your hole reacting to my fingers. Once I see you woke up. While looking you in the eye, I grab my wet thick cock and guide it to your crack. I remember you so strong, handsome, determined and confident. Now you look pathetic. I begin bouncing up and down rubbing your insides with my shaft.

 I feel you force your wet, thick cock in my hole and I moan out as you pound into me, rubbing your inside and humiliating me as I leak precum on my chest in front of the entire crowd of people.

I extend my hand and grab your 9" cock firmly, almost like a handle. Owning you and I begin stroking it with my hand, so your own cum ends falling on your face. "You belong to me Christian" I say as I stroke your cock and keep bouncing.

You start to stroke my cock and keep bouncing on me, plowing me into the ground with my cock as a joystick. You chant that I belong to you. "Yes Alpha! I am your slave!"

I can see your cock is slightly bigger than mine, quite a stud you were. Mother nature gave you the tool of an alpha male. I think to myself but not tell, yet I ask you "What's the use of having this huge cock, if it is useless?" I say squeezing it firmly "To whom this cock belongs?" I ask

I start to feel humiliated even more as you make fun of my cock. "It's yours Sir..." I cry out as you keep fucking me brutally. Precum splattering over my face.

"Good boy" I say to you. Then while I continue strking your cock, with my other hand I play with your balls, round and soft. "To whom belong these pair of balls?" I ask to you. As I continue stroking your hard cock soaked in your lubrication.

I get mad as you continue humiliating me in front of everyone, including the Goliath and I say, "They are mine!" realizing I'm going to regret it.

I see some fierce igniting in your eyes, and I need to tame the fire. I continue bouncing softly on your hole. As I clamp your balls with my fingers. I look at The Goliath closing my fist and then BAM! I punch your balls hard, then again, and again, until I punch five times, taking a pause to look at our audience with each hit. "To whom these balls belong, bitch?" I ask, resting my full weight over you, fully impaling you with my hard cock.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!! UNnnnnngggghghhh!!!! They. Are. YOURS!!!" I cry out as the pain becomes overwhelming. I explode my load all over my chest and face and clench my ass around your big alpha cock.....

"Yes bitch, they are mine" I say, massaging them. I smirk when watching you bathing your face not only with red, but with white, both mixing in some sort of pink. Pink seems like a good color for you. "Next time you fight, you should wear pink trunks" I comment. I feel your ass clenching, I continue going up and down, this time more agressive as I hold your wide open legs as support, almost taking out my cock, then ramming it back inside, over and over, until after a full minute. I stop and my cock twitches uncontrollably inside of you, filling you with my creamy cum.

I feel my face cover with my own beta cum as you massage my balls. Then, I feel your hot alpha load fill my ass with your cum. I completely collapse and stop moving except for my chest rising and falling.

I grunt and moan loud as I stand up, and your legs fall, and my cock slides off your ass. My cum dripping down to the sand. I notice some little red mud has formed around your head due to your bleeding. Naked, showing off my cock and balls I flex victorious for the audience who know cheers my name "GUERRERO, GUERRERO, GUERRERO". Once again, I place my foot on your crotch, pinning your useless cock to your solid abs.

 I lay naked on the ground with my ass leaking on the ground. The Goliath stands up and leaves his throne as the crowd cheers your name.

I see the Goliath leaving the place. I turned your best fighter into a bitch. I think and smirk. Then I climb one ladder to leave the pit. Leaving you there, naked and broken.