VinnyMuscleStallion’s Ring

Chapter One Tri-State Wrestling Federation promoter Dandy Dawson sat at his deck in his mid-town office.  He had arrayed the 8x10 photos in front of him.  They showed a young Latino bodybuilder, not quite 20.  The kid had curly black hair on top and fades down the sides of his head.  Dandy thought he had beautiful gray blue eyes.  His light brown skin was translucent.  “His stats?” the promoter asked. Sitting opposite Dawson in two chairs were two muscular Latino Daddies and bodybuilders in their own right.  Carlos Cortez turned to his twin brother Jorge then back to Dawson.  He said, “My son Luis is 6’1” and weighs 200 pounds.  He’s won many awards as a teenage bodybuilder.  He’ll turn 20 next year.  Luis has a smooth 50” chest and 20” biceps.  As you can see, he has an impressive eight pack.  His waist is 32” and his quads 33”. “Impressive indeed,” the prom...

Chapter Four It's Time to Pay 'Stakes' Punk “Now, boy, SUCK YOUR ALPHA’S COCK!” Davenport commanded. He pulled Luis’s face close to his brown mushroom head. Cortez didn’t try to resist. His eyes bulged as Big Bill’s cock bumped into his nose and mouth.  Slowly, the Latino bodybuilder parted his lips and Davenport pushed his mouth downward. Cortez felt the velvety skin of the officer’s cock head then his fat shaft. Soon the big black cock was in Luis’s throat. The officer released the side head lock but placed his left hand on the back of the teen’s head and his right on the side of Luis’s face.  Using both hands, Big Bill began to face fuck Cortez roughly. The Latino teen was gagging within seconds and saliva began to drip from the sides of his mouth. He had never sucked such a big, thick cock. But Davenport didn’t relent. Over and over again, Luis’s mouth and throat were impaled on the huge member. Big Bill exclaimed “Fuc...

Settling Scores Chapter Three Round Three Officer Bill Davenport took several minutes to recover. He was furious at himself for allowing the cocky Latino bodybuilder to body scissor, choke and ball claw him into submission. He was much larger and he thought stronger than the teen, but the kid had wrestling experience and round two showed it. Davenport also couldn’t stop thinking about the tenting white poser looming above him as Cortez flexed in victory. He knew that cock all too well. He had taken it—all 11” inches, doggy style, after the tag team match. But tonight would be his night, he was sure. Big Bill would defeat and deflower Cortez. When he finally stood up, there was Luis Cortez smirking with his hand inside his poser stroking his monster. “Puta, ready for round three?” the teen asked. “You’re going down, punk!” the officer exclaimed, trying to project confidence despite being taken to school in round two. “Yeah, right, Cabron,” Lui...

Wrestling for Top in Big Bill's Basement Gym Chapter Two Round One Bill Davenport raised his arms as well and he and the Latino bodybuilder locked up in a classic collar and elbow in the officer’s basement gym. The two Alphas grunted hard and tried to twist each other’s bodies. Suddenly, Bill dropped Luis’s hands and quickly scooped up the 6’1, 200 pound teen. He held Cortez against his smooth ebony abs as the kid struggled in his grasp. Then Big Bill dropped Luis’s gut onto his knee in an ATOMIC KNEE DROP. THUD! “OOF!” Luis bounced off Davenport’s knee and fell onto the mats, rolling in agony and holding his stomach. Cortez ended up on his back. Davenport grabbed his curly black hair and yanked up his head and upper torso. He knelt behind the Latino teen and wrapped his right arm around the teen’s throat, applying a REAR NAKED CHOKEHOLD. “Aaaggghhh!” gasped Cortez. His hands frantically tried to pry Davenport’s muscled arms free fr...

Chapter One As Officer Bill drove, his eyes glanced up at his rear view mirror. He saw the worried eyes of the Latino teen. “Not so cocky now, are you punk?” Davenport sneered. “Where the fuck are you taking me?” Luis asked, “The police station is the opposite way.” Big Bill chuckled, “You’ll see soon, Bitch. I’ve got plans for you.” “Puta,” grumbled Luis. “Show some respect punk,” Bill snapped. As he sat in the back seat of the patrol car, Luis’s hands were cuffed behind his back. Worry and anger had replaced his cockiness. Bill looked up again at his rear view mirror, “We’re gonna find out how well you can wrestle without your Daddy and Uncle there to protect your ass. We’re doing this, just you and me.” “I beat and fucked your ass, fair and square,” the Latino bodybuilder said. “Yeah, right,” Davenport responded front seat, “Like when you and your Dad double-teamed me while my son TJ and bro Lionel were cuffed to the ropes?”...

To The Victors Belong The Spoils Patrolman Tommy Jay and State Trooper Lionel hung their heads dejectedly, even submissively. They remained tied and cuffed into the top and middle ropes on the Davenport side of the ring. They were on their knees. TJ’s dad Big Bill Davenport lay on his side unconscious. The Latino teen bodybuilder Luis Cortez stood above him. He had placed one foot on Bill’s obliques and done a victory flex to the delight of his Dad Carlos and Uncle Jorge.  Luis’s creamy walnut complexion was glistening with oil and sweat. His 50” pecs with brown nipples were well-defined, and each of his 20” biceps had a sculpted peak. The icing on the cake had been Bill submitting to Luis--calling him “Papi” and himself a “Puta” before Luis KO’d him. Carlos said “Time for you to claim your stakes, mi hijo.” The young bodybuilder nodded, dropping his pose and taking his foot off Bill’s side. He looked over at Tommy Jay. “That Puta,”...

Round Three Who's the Papi and Who's the Puta? Officer Bill Davenport loomed above Luis Cortez’s bodybuilder body. The Latino teen was on his knees with his arms tied into the top and middle ropes. Bill cupped the pouch of his Speedo, feeling his hardening shaft. His beat down of the Punk had him and his 9.5” cut cock worked up. “Grrrrrrrrrr,” he growled thinking of sinking his big cock in the Latino’s creamy walnut ass. Little Li on the apron saw them coming, but Big Bill, facing Luis in the ropes, did not. Carlos and Jorge jumped in the ring and ran towards the opposite ropes. Before he could react, Officer Bill felt his back explode from Carlos’s DOUBLE AXE HANDLE. “UGH!” The blow forced him forward and onto the top rope with his head and upper torso folded over it and hanging outside the ring.  Jorge had flown past both men—soaring over the top rope with a CLOTHESLINE aimed at Lionel’s throat. WHAM! All 6’4” and 250 pounds of Li...

Big Bill Takes Charge Five more minutes passed. After Carlos returned to the Cortez corner, Lionel had slowly stood and gone back to the Davenport corner. He could tell his brother Bill was pissed. Maybe that was a good thing. Lionel, Bill and Tommy Jay had been turned into bitches by the Cortez tag team in round two. But Bill’s face had a look of fierce determination. He wanted to teach Luis a lesson he’d never forget. The Punk, along with his father and uncle, had embarrassed the Davenports.  Bill had questions about his own tag team. Little Li had kissed him. Kissed him! Why hadn’t he refused Carlos’ demand? Tommy Jay was useless in round two. He seemed mesmerized by young Luis’s big cock. And his son, he thought, wasn’t bi or gay. He was straight. Yeah, right. Bill turned to his teammates “I got this, let me take out one of these Cortez Bitches and we’ll have our way with them!” Lionel and TJ nodde...

Round Two: A Daddy's Turn But Which One? Five minutes later….Tommy Jay reached up and grabbed the rope connected to the bell. DING! DING! DING! Carlos vaulted over the top rope from the opposite corner and moved forward, intent on avenging his son Luis’s humiliation. He wanted to face Big Bill's brother, the man who had just KO'd his son. Sure enough, from the opposite corner, Little Li smirked and stepped between the top and middle ropes. Carlos offered a classic elbow and collar lock up at center ring and Lionel engaged with him. The two men grunted and began to push and shove against each other, each trying to establish a dominant position. Trooper Lionel Davenport had a decided height and weight advantage at 6’4” and 250 pounds compared to Carlos’ 6’2” and 240 pounds.  Although Luis’s dad was strong as an ox, Lionel began to push him backwards towards his corner. Lionel gained momentum with each step then shoved Carlos hard...