Rassle N Roll Federation

 Alex Titus

I reach out to the RNR promoters -  - DEMAND a rematch to avenge my brutal loss against, Muscle stud, Ryder Kross. I barely inched out a win in his RNR debut but then in our rematch he rode me hard in his CROSS RYDER finisher among other holds in a crushing one-sided win. I demand his ASS in the ring for a rematch. I'm determined to leave the victor tonight and show this Muscle Stud why I'm the former RNR Champion. I arrive at the gym and head to the locker room to change into my signature black trunks. 

Then make my way to the ring - at 5 foot 9 and 212 pounds - I'm Alex "THE MUSCLE" Titus. I have a large number of fans in attendance, cheering me on and chanting my name: "TITUS!! TITUS!! TITUS!!" I slide into the ring and raise my arms to flex for the fans. Settle in my corner and wait on you to arrive.

 Ryder Kross

I get a message from the head RNR promoter. Their ex champ is demanding a rematch after I submitted him in one of his own finishers, then cummed him into oblivion with the debut of my Cross Ryder. I grin. He's the hottest fuck'n stud around, so of course I accept. He probably is craving another beat down after what I showed him I could do the last time. I get to the arena and head straight to the locker room. I've got some new gear to try out, sliding on a pair of black trunks with bright green accents. My name across the waistband, along with matching pads and green boots.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Watch you make your entrance on the screen in the locker room, the announcer starting to call me out, "AND HIS OPPONENT, ONE OF YOUR NEW FAVORITES, A RISING STAR...HE COMPLETELY OWNED YOUR EX CHAMP LAST TIME.....5'11 and 190 lbs OF PURE SEXY MUSCLE....RYDER KROSS" I push out of the curtain and run down towards the ring, and slide right in. My arms go up for a big classic Kross pose, showing off the pecs and abs and then sliding right in to a double bicep flex

 Alex Titus

In response to your Double Biceps - - I raise my arms and hit a matching Double Biceps pose back at you. "You like what you see Ryder - this is what TRUE MUSCLE looks like. I hope you are ready to be Rydden tonight - that's how this Rematch is gonna end." The referee calls for the bell to start the match and I raise my arms ready to lock up.

 Ryder Kross

As the crowd is going nuts I watch as you match me with your own bicep pose, showing off those big cannon ball biceps you've got. My dick flexes. Fuck if I don't love seeing that big muscle flex. I step right up to you, and press one of my arms against yours. Sure it's a bit smaller but I grind my peak up right against yours along with my bulge. "Yeah, I fucking like what I see Alex, and it's gonna be a damn pleasure making it all mine again." I take a step back arms up and ready for you.

 Alex Titus

"Don't worry Stud - today the pleasure is going to be ALL mine." The Bell rings to signal the start of the match. I smile as I reach down and adjust my cock in my trunks looking over at yours. Then I launch forward and prepare get this match started.

My arms raised - I launch forward at you. But I underestimate your speed and skill and you duck and twist - keeping out of reach. "Damn it!" I grumble as I adjust my crotch again and go for broke - determined to get in the first hit this match.

But you remain just out of reach.

 Ryder Kross

I notice you're already pretty hard, you're filling out those black trunks really really well. I'm high on confidence after my dominating performance in our rematch. The bell rings and you come in hard and heavy, but this is our third match...I've got a feel for how you move. A dodge here, a pivot there, twisting out of your grasp. I send a cocky smirk over your way when your curse comes out of your mouth.

"Yeeeah you're gonna be my muscleboy toy again Alex, better get your head wrapped around that fact. I reach down and yank your head up and move you into a seated position. My arm slides in around your head and I pull your face deep into my hairy pit. My bicep flexing hard to pull you nice and tight and smother your face into it.

My cock flexes good and hard seeing you spread out in front of me, all that big muscle on display for me. I try to dig my knee into your back but your body arches up a bit and I don't cause much of any damage into it.

 Alex Titus

After I missed my opening chance to get in the first move this match, you come in fast and strong and take me to the mat with an Arm Drag. Down on the mat, I'm yanked up to a seated position, so I'm in position for your next move. You flex you bicep and wrap it around my head. My face smothered in your pit as you lock in a Dragon Sleeper. Fortunately it's early in the match so your pit isn't fully ripe with musk. You dig your knee into my back and force my back to arch up. Not the position I wanted to be in so early in the match. Grab at your wrist to try to pull myself free.

I pull your arm up enough to slide my head free. And then reach back to wrap my arms around your head to flip you forward over me with a Snapmare. You lay on your back in front of me. Your head between my legs, so I pull your head under my crotch and wrap my legs around the back of your head to press your face deep into my ass as I lock you in a Head Scissors. Squeeze your head in the hold.

Crank up the pressure of the hold.

  Ryder Kross

I'm loving having your head controlled and smothered into my pit while my bicep flexes up against your neck. "Yeeeeah breathe it in muscleboy, we're gonna give the audience a great show." Right in the middle of my trash talk your arm reaches up and flexes. You use your big arm to toss me over your shoulder with the snap mare and I land with a thud between your legs. There's no time wasted and your huge tree trunks wrap around my head with a scissor. I feel the immense crush and it makes me groan pretty fucking loud as you demonstrate to me what your thighs are capable of.

My hands grip your thighs, fuck they are solid. I can't pull them apart like this. I reach down and grab your ankles...the weakest point of a headscissor and I roll us over onto your stomachs. My arms flare up and I yank your ankles apart and let my head pop free. I immediately push my body up yours, grabbing one of your big arms with my legs and yanking your other one back hard in a version of a cross face as I stretch your shoulders and pecs.

My legs flex tight and so my arms, really trying to crank your neck in this as well.

"Yeeeeeeah lets here those moans that I fucking love so much muscletoy, I wanna remember what they sound like"

 Alex Titus

You grip my thighs and my legs don't budge. Then you grab hold of my ankles and roll us over. I fall to my stomach. As I hit the mat you pry my legs apart and pop your head free. You immediately roll on top of me and lock one of my arms with your legs and then yank my other arm back to apply a brutal Scissored Crossface. I groan loudly as you flex your legs and arms to crank up the tension on my neck. "Fuck you...." I groan as I buck and fight to pull myself free from this perfect executed hold.

My cock is throbbing in my trunks as you work me in the hold and my crotch rubs on the canvas. Struggling but determined to pull free from you crushing hold.

But remain trapped in the brutal hold.

 Ryder Kross

"Yeah? Fuck me? Nah I think you're enjoying this aren't you?" I use the grip around your head to puppet your head to look like you're nodding yes. The reality however is that movement is really pouring on extra pressure, making it feel like your shoulders could pop out of a socket and cranking your neck even more painfully back.

"You knew that you were gonna be my muscleboy toy again didn't you Titus. It's what you wanted isn't it" Another brutal flex of my ripped legs as my arms crank and make you nod yes again, just playing with your body while I wreck it.

My cock is fucking loving having your huge muscle stretched and strained while under my control. I'm thinking about how I destroyed you in our rematch and I'm putting us on the same path.

And that lust is just fueling my fire of desire to break you once again. The crowd is fucking going wild seeing it happen all the time. Even the announcer getting in on it, "Oh The Muscle is in a really rough spot here again, it's looking like Kross might be in his head after their rematch.

 Alex Titus

I howl in pain as I worked over in the brutal Krossface Scissors hold. You flex your thighs and arms to crank up the pressure and wrench my neck in the hold. I buck and squirm as you almost dislocate my shoulders in the submission hold.

I continue to buck and fight but can't pull myself free from your grip. Then I desperation I see a solution and finally manage to get a foot onto the nearby ropes. Referee drops in and taps you on the shoulder - calling for you to break the hold. I finally comply and I roll away from you and work to get back to my feet. My cock hard in my trunks after being worked over. Then try to launch back into offense mode.

And reach down and grab your crotch to apply a Ball Claw. I drag you back up to your feet in the hold and squeeze your sack as I pull your hard cock and ball up over the waist band of your trunks. "Now it's your time to groan Stud....."

  Ryder Kross

I have this hold fucking sunk in so deep working that body down...trying to wear out those huge arms that are such a threat with how big they are. You manage to use all of that big muscle to inch close enough to get your leg onto one of the ropes, forcing a break. I crank it for the full amount of the time before I'm forced to break it and let out a growl of frustration. I'm not ready for such a quick counter attack as your hand drives forward and gets a hold of my cock and balls in my gear. My thick 8 inch outline an easy target to find as you pull my cock and balls out of my speedo and start working them.

My mind flashes back to the first match where you made me cum with a similar move. I wasn't able to get you off my cock and balls and you made me cum with your expert stroking which snowballed into me losing. Not this time, I know your tricks. My head snaps forward to send a headbut right into your jaw to stun you. My hand grabbing your wrist and I yank you off my cock. Keeping a hold of it I pivot around and trap it behind my leg as well as getting your other arm around my back. "No muscleboy, you only get my cock when I decide you do. I'm not content with a regular ab stretch though, I reach down and yank your big leg up to apply even more pressure onto you and show you off to the crowd.

My cock is throbbing hard and leaking a little pre up against your back. I take some big deep breaths and try to refocus and get my arousal under control. "How's it feel to be mine again Titus"

 Alex Titus

You grab my wrist and yank it off your balls. You keep a firm hold on my wrist and pivot behind me. You trap my arm behind your leg as you get my other arm wrenched behind your back. You start to lock in an Abdominal Stretch but add punishment to the hold by yanking my big leg up and fully locking in a Leg Lift Abdominal Stretch. I groan loudly as I'm stretch out again in another brutal hold. You may be new to RNR but I'm quickly learning that you are not new to the squared circle. I buck and struggle to pull free.

But remain locked in the Leg Lift Ab Stretch. My back wrenched hard as I bent up in the hold. My cock throbbing and now fully hard as I'm manhandled by my opponent. Desperate to get free.

Then I finally manage to squirm and buck enough for your grip to slip and I fall out of the hold. Roll to the nearby ropes to get back to my feet.

 Ryder Kross

Looking down, it's easy to see your large cock throbbing in your gear. "Yeeeeeah I think I'm gonna milk that cock again for all it's worth Titus, you're gonna remember what it's like to be my muscleboy again" You are a big guy to have locked in this hold and you still have some fight in you as you squirm and thrust and flex all of your body. You get free and roll over to the ropes.

Watching you squirm and get to the ropes is making my cock throb in my gear. Especially watching you from behind, presenting that big muscled ass. I lean down and try to get a hold of you, but you are holding on tight to the ropes and I can't pull you free. The ref coming over and making me back up after my failed attempts.

  Alex Titus

I keep a firm grip on the ropes and the referee intervenes on my behalf and tells you to back off - causing you to fail to get me back in a hold. But you aren't on the ropes at the moment.

I launch forward and duck in behind you. I get a grip on your trunks and will a big yank, I pull them down to reveal your perfectly sculpted ass. "Just like I remember..." I taunt as release my own cock from my tenting trunks. Then I shoot my arms up under your pits and lock them behind your neck. I push your chin deep into your chest as I line my cock up with your tight hole. "Ready Muscle Stud......" Then I drive the full length of my rod into you to fully lock in my Fuck Nelson. I groan as I drive in and out of you.

My own cock leaking some serious precum as I pound you in the submission hold.

 Ryder Kross

I'm distracted with the ref trying to break us up on the ropes. The momentary diversion is enough for you to get back up and dive in at me as you pull my trunks down to my ankles. My 8 inch cock slaps up to my abs and slings some pre out as the cool air slides over my hairy ass. Before I can even react your thick arms are snaking around mine and they lock in a full nelson. Fuck. My mind immediately knows what's about to happen especially with your words. Then my ass is overwhelmed by sensation as you fully impale me with the full length of your thick cock. My own sends out a spurt of pre from the feeling of it stretching me out. "NNGGGGG FFFUUUUCK" My voice rings out loudly. Held up and suspended in your Fuck Nelson, a hold you are a master at.

Your move again sending me back to our very first match and how you dominated my ass with this hold and made me paint the ring with my cum. I know I'm a goner if you keep this on. My movement is limited while I'm suspended in this hold by your arms and impaled on your cock. We're still near the ropes...if I can just get a leg and pull us towards the corner. YES. Near enough I drive my boot into the corner turnbuckle and launch us backwards. Crashing down onto the canvas I feel your hot cock pop free from my ass and the nelson breaks. I'm panting hard, head is swimming a bit from that powerful if brief time in your fuck nelson. I don't want to waist any time. I reach down and hoist you up to your feet. I grab both of your arms and yank them behind your back in a double chicken wing. With a loud growl that rumbles in my chest I lift you up and suplex you over my head. I don't let go of your arms though. My legs reach up and around and lock in around your head, chin stuck in the crook of my knee as I flex up tight. "I've been working on this Titus, I call it the Double Kross"

I use the position again to try to control my breathing, I'm stripped out of my gear now and my cock is an easy target and this action with you has me leaking badly. I focus on keeping your arms bent back and head squeezed between my sexy hard thighs.

 Alex Titus

You launch us backwards using your boot to kick back off the turnbuckle. My cock pops from your hole as we fall to the mat. You don't waist time and grab my arms to yank them behind me to lock in a Double Chicken Wing. I think that you are going to stop there and work on a submission but I'm wrong. You growl and lift me up off the mat to suplex me back to the mat. You maintain my arms locked in the Double Chicken Wing and reach your legs up to add a Leg Lock around my head to the hold. I groan as you flex up and lock me in your Double Kross Finisher. Fully trapped in the hold, I buck and try to get myself free.

But remain trapped in the crippling hold. Struggling to breath as my shoulders are wrenched i the hold. My cock still leaking precum after being in your tight hole. I kick legs and thrust my hips to try to break free.

But I remain trapped in the perfectly applied Finishing Hold.

3:56 PM:  Ryder Kross

My cock is throbbing and leaking pre up against your neck and upper back, marking you up with my scent. Those arms good and trapped, seemingly weakened from my Kross Face before. I hear the announcer jump right back in, "WHAT IS THIS? KROSS HAS THE EX-CHAMP BRUTALLY TIED UP!!! AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE MUSCLE IS REALLY ENJOYING IT" You can feel my chest rumble a bit against your back. "Yeeeeeah, how about you just give in now and save yourself some punishment Titus. You know I treat my muscleboys good." To drive the point home my legs flex fucking hard, swallowing your handsome face in them as my arms crank yours back for some more agonizing pressure.

I let out a low roar. The crowd is going wild. Chants of my name are filling up the RNR arena again. There are some chants starting up of "MUSCLE TOY" "MUSCLE BOY" echoing the domination of the last match.

I use all of that to pour my strength into this hold to utterly dominate you. Hoping to get you good and submissive and drunk on me.

 Alex Titus

You taunt and as you work me over in the perfectly locked in Double Kross. Then flex those massive quads of yours to increase my punishment in the hold. My face swallowed by your legs as you crank my arms back and exert more and more pressure on my shoulders. I continue to buck and kick, struggling to get myself free.

But remain trapped and fully locked in your brutal original Finishing hold. Struggling to breath as you legs squeeze my head even tighter. My cock throbbing as I'm worked over something serious in the RNR ring tonight. One last chance to break free.

An finally my fight and bucking pay off as I manage to squirm enough to loosen your hold on my arms and slide myself free. Breathing heavy and in some serious pain, I slowly roll and crawl to the ropes to try to get myself back to my feet before you do.

 Ryder Kross

I am tasting the victory fast approaching as you seem incapable of escaping. That thought makes my cock flex again up against your neck, the debut of the hold and gonna finish off the ex-champ with it. But I'm shocked when you manage to muscle your arms free, and then manage to use them to get my legs off your head and roll away. I growl again, "Fucker" I stand up, my cock bouncing up and down in pure lust.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, I'm not done playing with my muscle toy" I reach down and grab your ankle as you try to crawl to the ropes and drag you back to the middle of the ring by the one leg. My hand reaches up to fully strip you out of your gear and I toss it to the front row of horny guys, revealing that ass to me. "Did you escape because you wanted to get fucked? Let me give you what you crave muscletoy" I drop down between your legs. My cock presses up against those hot muscle cakes of ass. My blunt head pushing at your hole. I reach forward and grab both of your cannonball arms and cross them in front of your neck. You know exactly what's coming. I yank them back and use them to drive my thick 8 inch rod right into you balls deep.

I start flexing my cock deep in your tight chute, letting my head swell and flare up as it grinds up against your prostate over and over.

  Alex Titus

After I escape from your Double Kross, you declare you aren't finished playing with your MUSCLETOY. I grab my ankle and drag me back to the center of the ring where I'm stripped of my trunks. You keep me pinned on my stomach under you. I've been in the position before and try to crawl away. But you grab my arms and cross them in front of my throat and pull back to lock my in your brutal KROSS RYDER. I cough and groan as you take my ass. You drive the full length of your 8" beer can rod into me with a single thrust. I groan as I'm fucked hard. You taunt as you piston me. My cock rubbing against the canvas with each thrust. I buck and fight to get myself free.

4:14 PM:  Alex Titus

But I remain trapped in the brutal FUCK hold. I buck and squirm under you. My cock pressed into the canvas, rubbing in unison with your fucking. I groan as I try to get myself pulled free.

But remain impaled on your cock and pinned under you, as you jackhammer me in the Kross Ryder Fuck Hold.

  Ryder Kross

The more you struggle, the more it makes my fuck weapon throb and pulse in your ass. I've had plenty of time in the last match to know EXACTLY where to hit in your ass to unravel your mind and make you cum. "You're fucking mine again Titus. I gave you the chance to submit before, but that's off the table, I'm gonna have to make this lesson stick in your head nice and deep." I crank your arms back hard, pulling those huge sexy biceps into your neck and choking you with your own muscle.

"I know exactly what makes you tick Titus, I can make you cum whenever I want to." I thrust in hard, balls deep and hold still. Letting my thick cockhead just rub up against your prostate. Positioning my hips in a new angle. "And just to prove it, you're gonna fucking cum for me right now" My cock slowly pulls back, almost out of your ass. I have the angle. I know your ass like it's map. And like a guided missile I drive in right into your cum button.

My cock throbs even larger as I hit my target and I know it's gonna send you shooting ropes.

4:23 PM:  Alex Titus

You hammer me even harder from behind, owning my ass and completely using me as your Muscle Fuck Toy. I remember being in this position well and all I can do is moan louder and louder as you hammer me harder and harder. You flex your shaft and rod against my prostate as you split me wide open. My cock rubbing between my abs and the mat. Trapped under you - you fuck me harder and harder. You are in control. You cockily tell me you are going to prove your superiority and make me cum on command. I hear it. "CUM FOR ME RIGHT NOW!" And I do. My body tenses and I moan loud enough for the guys in the last row to clearly hear me." Then I explode -my cock untouched. I shoot a second stream of warm cum between my abs and the canvas - my load literally pounded out of me by you - yet again.

4:26 PM:  Ryder Kross

The way your amazing muscled ass tenses up and the sounds you make tell me I hit my mark just like I knew I was going to. "Yeeeeeah see, I told you last time our first match was a fluke. You didn't believe it. And you got fucking dominated. And here you are again, cumming for me like the good muscle toy you are. Do you understand yet Titus? You. Are. Mine." And with each one of those last words I crank your arms back even harder in my Kross Rider.

I let out a low growl and don't let up, driving my cock in a snake like motion to work your ass even more. Making sure your muscled canal feels and loves every single one of my 8 inches plowing into you.

Panting hard. The crowd is fueling me. Chants of "FUCK HIM MORE" "FUCK HIM MORE" filling the arena. The announcer chiming in again. "OH IT'S GONNA BE OVER FOR TITUS. RYDER IS ONCE AGAIN JOBBING HIM OUT HARD"

Panting and not caring how tired I am as I aim to dominate you physically, mentally and sexually.

4:30 PM:  Alex Titus

I remain moaning loudly after I've CUM on COMMAND as you continue to choke me in the brutal Fuck Hold. I'm at your mercy and pinned under you. I feel your raging hard cock slam in an d out of my tight hole. I clench in response but you drive the full length of your rod into me even harder in response. My moaning intensifies as you slam deep into me. You punch my G spot over and over - using me as your personal Muscle Boy Toy. I try to muster my strength as you Ryde trying to break free before I'm JOBBED OUT again.

But remain impaled on your thick beer can rod. Your Kross Ryder fully locked in and splitting my ass wide open.

 Ryder Kross

I still feel you struggling a bit, your 200+ lbs of muscle are not getting the job done though. "Yeeeeah I love when you struggle for me, but I think you know exactly what you're gonna have to say." My biceps flare up big as I CRANK your arms back. My cock starts to piston fuck you like I'm trying to fuck you down through the mat.

"Still resisting Alex? You're done for. You are fucking mine, and I know you know it." I give another big flex of my entire body. My cock flexing up feeling even larger in your ass. Your thick arms choking and cranking your head back. "Tell me Titus, what are you??!! Are you my muscle boy toy?"

"Fucking say it!"

4:37 PM:  Alex Titus

You keep me impaled on your massive rod and crank me back up even more to PISTON FUCK me even harder. I groan as I'm work me over to the cheers of this RNR crowd that is now on their feet. In this position I'm totally under your control and it takes no time for your to force me into full submission from. You tell me "TIME TO FINISH THIS TITUS - FUCKING SAY IT!" I immediately start tapping on your shin and I moan out my submission. "I GIVE!! I GIVE!! SUBMIT!!!! YOU OWN MY MUSCLE ASS!! I'M YOUR MSUCLE BOY TOY!"

8:55 PM:  Ryder Kross

Those words bellow out of your mouth and it ignites the crowd. They are going fucking nuts again. The announcer coming on again, "ALEX SUBMITS!!!! HE'S ADMITTING HE'S RYDER'S MUSCLEBOY TOY!!!! THAT'S TWICE IN A ROW" I keep the hold on for several seconds longer to really drive the point home. "Yes, you are my fucking muscle boy toy, and I need to fucking cum. Lets give these horny guys a show" I drop your hands, and slide my cock out of your ass and roll you onto your back. "First a victory pose" I slide over your head and start grinding my raging hard cock up against your face, painting it with my pre, marking you up as mine while I raise a bicep up and flex. "You're gonna need a fucking protein shake with what I have planned for you." I stand up and grab both of your wrists and drag your body to the apron and slide out of the ring. Keeping your body in the ring, my hands pull your head out enough to bend it down and I start to drive my cock into your mouth, face fucking you as I stand outside the ring, the front row getting a clear view of your domination as a muscle toy.

I can't fucking stop thrusting. My hands reach forward and start groping those big slabs of pec meat of yours. Moving my hands down over your arms, worshiping the muscle that I own once again. "Fuck you are one hot muscleboy Titus, and you're all mine aren't you? Yeeeah lets hear it again!!" My rod starts flexing and pulsing. You can feel my balls start to tighten up against your face and then my head snaps back. "FFFUKKKKKK YEESSSSSSSS" My 8 inch beer can cock starts erupting, sending rope after rope of cum down your throat as it spasms and pulses in your mouth.

  Alex Titus

You are declared the winner and then tell me that you need to cum. I expect to be bred but you pull out and then rise to give the cheering RNR fans a VICTORY POSE. I'm then dragged to the edge of the ring. You hop to the floor and drive your 8" thick beer can deep down my throat. I cough and sputter as I choke on your huge rod. My own cock throbbing and leaking more precum as you manhandle my pecs while you face fuck me. It takes only a few moments of my mouth on your shaft for you to get what you demanded. My throat is flooded with rope after rope of your seed. I choke down every last drop of your alpha load as you continue to slam your cock deep down my throat.

 Ryder Kross

I drive in deep on that last thrust as my cock just pulses away while it pumps ropes down your throat. I slide my cock out and give your face some wet heavy smacks with it. My head leans down and my tongue starts to possessively lick up and around your jaw. I hover right above your face, "You ready to show me and this crowd what a good muscle boy toy you are Alex?" I slide back into the ring and reach down and grab one of your ankles to pull you back fully inside. I reach down and pull you up onto your knees and then drop down in front of you onto my back. My hands reach forward and grab you by the hips and pull you over my abs, my cock grinding up your crack teasing your hole. "You're gonna show me how much you want my cock to breed you. Time to ride my cock until I breed you, and worship this muscle while you do it. My hips adjust and my hands guide you so your hole presses down and I shove you down onto me.

"Get to it muscle toy....Ride Ryder" And the crowd is literally on their feet to see it all happen chanting. "RIDE HIM" "RIDE RYDER"

9:24 PM:  Alex Titus

After you finishing unloading your first load down my throat, you pull your cock out of my lips and slide back into the ring. Then you grab my ankle to drag me back into the center of the ring. You pull me to my knees and drop down onto your back in front of me and grab my hips to position my hole over your still hard and throbbing cock. You tease my hole with your mushroom head and then tell me it's time to RYDE. You drive my hole down onto your cock. You tear my hole back open as your beercan slams in taking me balls deep. I moan even louder then when I was in the KROSS RYDER and plant my palms on your thick beefy pecs. Breathing heavy I start to Ryde you. Bouncing up and down on your cock and fucking myself with your rod. Using your cock as a dildo - slamming it over and over deep into me.

 Ryder Kross

I start to flex my pecs up for you. My hands grabbing your wrists and moving them all around them. "Yeeeeeah that's it muscleboy, worship this muscle" I let go of your wrists and raise both of my arms up in a big double bicep flex....showing off and giving your hands something else to move to as I thrust up hard in you. Your moaning even louder than when I had you in the Kross Ryder. "Mmmmmmm fucking love this big cock in you right now don't you stud" My eyes seeing your own huge rod bouncing up and down as you ride me. "Lets feel how hard you can flex that ass around my cock, show me how a good muscleboy can use it"

 Alex Titus

You start to take control and thrust your hips up into me harder and faster than I was riding you. You flex those near perfect pecs in my hands and demand I flex my muscle ass around your rod. I obey and flex my hole squeezing your shaft with my ass. l respond by pounding me even harder and splitting my hole more open. Breathing heavy now as you slam your mushroom head over and over into my prostate. Then my body tenses and I explode, sending ropes of thick cum onto your six pack and chest. You fuck two or three streams of cum from me, emptying my balls but continue to power fuck me even after I lose a 2nd load.

 Ryder Kross

As you start to flex down around my cock like I order, it seems like that level of stimulation is more than enough to make your cock start painting me with a second load. "Oooooh fuck yes, the muscleboy had even more cum in those tanks it seems." It's so fucking hot watching your own large cock cum hands free. My arms stop flexing and my hands reach forward, scooping up the loads of cum you just blasted over my abs and pecs and I start to rub it all over your body. My hands groping and using it like massage oil. "Fuck yes, you are one damn hot muscleboy aren't you Alex. I love these big mounds of meat" I'm in full on lust mode and my hips are driving up harder and harder into you as you keep riding me.

In that moment as my hands are groping every inch of your sweaty, cum covered hot muscles that I own, it sends my cock right over the edge. I let out a loud groan of pleasure as I feel my balls churn and pull up. "MMMM FFFUCKKK YESSSSS ALEX" I roar out. My abs start flexing and heaving as I throb hard in your ass. I start exploding, sending ropes of cum deep into your hole. Breeding that hot muscle ass. Claimed your mouth first and now this tight muscular ass that's fucking perfect. My hands squeeze those pecs tight as I pant hard.

  Alex Titus

You start to manhandle my pecs as you fuck me even harder now. I groan as I ride you or you fuck me - hard to tell which action is the dominant one. I flex my pecs in your hands as you pound me harder and harder. Then I hear you groan even louder than me - drowning out my moaning. You tense up under me and then flood my hole with your thick seed. You blast stream after stream of thick warm cum into me - breeding me and overfilling my hole. Your cum load leaks from my ass and runs down your shaft as you continue to pound my hole.

 Ryder Kross

Fuck I can't get enough of this ass. I'm covered in sweat and breathing hard. I see your cock is still hard. My hand slides down over your pecs and abs and starts to jack your own 8 incher a bit. "My muscleboy still moaning and rock hard? Still have something left in the tanks there? Lets fucking find out" My hands move back up and shove into your pecs, knocking you off my cock onto my back. I let out a growl and sit up, my hands reach out and grip those thick tree trunks and yank you up to me.

The announcer coming back on, "WHAT IS THIS? RYDER ISN'T DONE WITH ALEX YET. SURE ALEX HAS NOTHING LEFT IN THOSE TANKS!!!" The crowd is filled with sounds of fapping going on everywhere. "Lets see what my muscleboy's body can actually take" I reach down and grab those legs and fold them across your body and yank those big arms through. It looks like I'm tying you up like a damn muscled pretzel. My arm reaches down and across your body and grips onto your big round shoulder as I drive in balls deep. That ass, still muscular as fuck, but definitely looser in this moment after the treatment I've given you. My hand grabs your jaw and roughly shakes your head back and forth

I slip my finger into your mouth to gag you a bit as well with this brutal fuck. "What do you think? Maybe this could be the Kriss Kross fuck"

You thrust your hips up hard and push my pecs to throw me off your cock. I fall back to the mat on my back. Then you pull me toward you. Your cock again pressed to my now stretched open hole. To my surprise you grab my legs and fold them across my body and then weave my arms between them to tie me up in a muscle fuck pretzel. I groan and squirm and buck but I'm fully subdued in the hold. Then you drive your cock deep into me and resume your brutal power fucking as you gag me with your hand and muffle my moans. You taunt and ask if I think you should call this the KRISS KROSS FUCK!!!"

 Ryder Kross

I'm starting to drive my dick into you with abandon. The ring lights are shining down on us. My sweat is flying off my body onto yours. Right now in the arena all cameras are showing you on the big screens....massive muscle tied up into a pretzel and getting railed like crazy. I look down and see that cock still rock hard and spitting pre out all over your abs. I slide my fingers out of your mouth a moment and stare right at you. "Tell the crowd how good it feels getting fucked by me Titus. Who's cock do you crave so bad right now" My thrusts start to go harder and faster as I pant hard to keep up this power fuck. My fingers grip and dig into your shoulder meat.

"Make sure the whole arena can hear you muscleboy, TELL THEM"

 Alex Titus

Sweat is flying off both our bodies as you powerfuck me harder and harder. My hole completely split wide open now by the railing you have been giving me. My cock is still rock hard and leaking more and more precum onto my six pack. You release your hand from my mouth and demand I tell the crowd how good it feels to be fucked by the RYDER. Breathing heavier and heavier as you pound me harder and harder. "I want you in me forever KROSS - FUCK me harder than you've ever FUCKED anyone before!!!!!"

:  Ryder Kross

My rod starts throbbing even fucking harder when you yell that out. "Mmmmmm fuck yes Alex. I'm gonna treat you like the hottest fuckin muscleboy around, because that's exactly what you are. My hand slides down from your jaw and starts to play with your nip, twisting and squeezing it while my hips find newfound energy from your confession that you just gave. I start pulling almost all the way out and driving in deeper and harder with each thrust.

Fuck you look so hot tied up like this getting railed, I can't hold back my muscle lust any more. My hands untie your limbs, letting your thick legs free to wrap around my waist. Your huge pec mounds laid out now in front of me. I lick my lips, fucking hungry for your muscle and I drive my face into them. My mouth working over every inch. My tongue lashing out to lick and lap up your sweat as hips go on auto pilot and give you the fuck of your life while I devour your chest.

  Alex Titus

You unwrap my arms and legs and release me from the pretzel fuck. Then lean in and start sucking my pec. I flex my chest as you work my nipple with your tongue. My legs instinctively wrap around your as you RAIL me even harder. Breathing heavy, I leaking more and more precum as you continue to pound me in the center of the ring.

  Ryder Kross

I know that angle, how to hit that prostate to make you blow, and that cock is primed. My face is covered in your pec sweat. I'm like a wild animal ravaging your ass right now. Constant sounds of slaps from my balls smacking into your ass. My tongue starts working one of your nips, and then the other. I lift my head up and lock eyes with you. "You ready to fucking cum for me Alex? Ready to blow that muscleboy load of whatever is left in those balls?" My hips pull back, adjust their angle. My abs flex up and then I drive forward. My washboard abs scrapping up the underside of your cock, grinding up against your cum vein as I drill in and nail that prostate perfectly, just how you fucking like it to make you unravel.   I wrap my hands around your throat and hammer you harder than you have ever been RYDDEN.

                                                                                                                                          

"FUCKING CUM FOR ME ALEX"

  Alex Titus

You lock eyes with me as you continue to own my Muscle Boy Ass and fuck me harder and harder. You ask if I'm read to CUM. "Fuck I can't CUM a third time...." Or can I. You flex your abs and drive your cock perfectly into my prostate, grinding up against my cum vein as you drill me perfectly. I let out a loud howl as you fuck another load from me. I explode, shooting my load up onto my chest and even hitting my own chin with my thick cum wad. You continue to pound my balls dry and I empty the last of my cum load onto my six pack. Exhausted I pass out, impaled on your rod as you continue to use me as your personal MUSCLE FUCK TOY.

  Ryder Kross

That last and final cum blast of yours shoots so damn far. It's the hottest thing I've seen watching you hit your own chin with that rope. My abs feel your cock still flexing and pulsing like it wants to shoot out more, but those cum tanks are empty and your body gives up. I feel all of that muscle go lax, legs dropping from around me, pecs slacken. The crowd is just a roar of their own arousal and excitement. I pull my cock out of that spent hole slowly and move my body up over yours. My bare ass scraping along your defeated cock, over your abs, and pecs. My thighs slide down right onto either side of your head. I plant my balls right inside your slack jawed mouth and pull your head up, pushing your nose into the root of my cock. Letting my scent flood in while you're in a broken orgasmic dream land, just cementing that mind fuck further. I raise my arm up, flexing a single bicep pose and though you can't see it. My hand puts up one finger, then 2, then 3. "I don't know if you can hear me muscleboy, but you know where to find me when you want me to fucking own you again."

 Alex Titus