An Alpha Heel Wrestling Story (2)
It was after 10:00 pm when Jeremy and his trainer Jim showed up at the town’s wrestling gym.  There was only one other car in the parking lot so they figured Alexei and Ari had arrived first.  Grabbing their duffels, they hopped out of Jim’s Toyota 4-Runner and headed inside.
Having geared up back at their regular gym, Jeremy and Jim went immediately to the ring room.  As they opened the door, a voice in a nasty tone boomed from the ring.  “Well, if it isn’t my bitches.  Surprised you jobbers showed up!”
Jim and Jeremy paused just inside the room.  They stared up at Alexei in the ring.  He was wearing a satin black robe—similar to what a boxer might wear before a match.  On the back, in white lettering, was spelled “Your Fucking Alpha.”  And next to him was Ari in the same black robe, except his white lettering read:  “Get Ready to Kneel.”  He was bouncing from one black boot to another and shadow boxing.
“Once a jerk, always a jerk,” Jim hollered towards the ring.  He and Jeremy placed their duffels down on metal seats and began stripping off their clothes.  In a matter of minutes, both men were bare-chested and wearing only white Speedos and white boots with light blue laces.  
Ari had stopped bouncing on his boots and watched the striptease intently.  He could not help being impressed by both men’s physiques.  At 6’3 and 225 pounds, Jim was a towering muscle-bound hunk.  The light dusting brown hair on his sculpted 48” chest and abs gave off a distinctly masculine vibe.
Jeremy was only an inch shorter than Jim and weighted 200 pounds.  His smooth 46” chest and light brown nipples were impressive.  He looked at Jeremy and grinned.  Both men flexed their ceps at Alexei and Ari.
Sneering, Alexei said, “You got nothing, bitches.  Nothing.”  He undid the sash around his black robe and slowly opened it.  Jeremy and Jim had never seen Alexei’s body.  They nearly gasped as his olive-skinned upper torso and legs were revealed.  Massive was an understatement.  Covered in black hair, his pecs must have measured 54” and his biceps around 23”.  While he stood only about 5’10”, Alexei must have weighed 240+ pounds.  His broad upper shoulders didn’t taper to a smaller waist.  His quads looked to be at least 35”.  
The guy was simply built like a truck—a Mack Truck.
Alexei threw his robe out of the ring.  Putting his hands on his hips, the Alpha Heel glared down at Jeremy and Jim dressed only in his black Speedo and black boots.  His bulge was prodigious and slightly tenting outward.  He had a self-satisfied smug look on his face—knowing his hulking physique spelled intimidation.
Ari followed suit.  He pulled his sash free from his robe and opened it.  His olive-skinned body was entirely smooth except for the patch of black hair in his pits.  His muscles were not those of a bodybuilder but were defined.  At around 5’7” and 170 pounds, he had a gymnast body.  His pecs were probably 45” and his biceps around 15”.  He too could boast of a large bulge.
“Alright, pussies, get the fuck in the ring,” Alexei ordered, “The sooner we start this, the sooner Ari and I can claim your asses as our prizes.”  As he had earlier that day, he grabbed his bulge for emphasis.  It was clear the black hair that covered his upper torso continued southward under his waistband to his crotch.
Jeremy and Jim marched forward and strutted up the metal steps before sliding into the ring.  Jim walked right up to Alexei.  He placed his hands on his hips and stared down at the Alpha Heel.  He towered over Alexei’s 5’10” frame.  “The only prizes being claimed tonight,” the trainer said, “are your screaming submissions.”
Jeremy watched in surprise.  He hadn’t expected Jim to go on the offensive verbally.  He slowly backed up and slid between the ropes to stand on the apron.  Ari got the hint and stepped back onto the apron in his corner.
Alexei audibly snickered, “You don’t say, bitch?” and sent his right knee up into Jim’s balls.  SQUISH!  “AAAGGGHHH!”  The hot trainer hunk fell to his knees clutching his nuts.  Now he stared at Alexei’s fat package then upwards at his huge pecs covered in black fur.  
The Heel grasped the back of Jim’s head and pulled his face into his bulge.  He rubbed Jim’s nose and mouth over the outline of his monster shaft and balls.  “Look at you, on your knees already.  I knew you were a cock whore!” taunted Alexei.
The Alpha Heel leaned forward and wrapped his right arm around the trainer’s neck.  He yanked him upwards then released his arm only to pull Jim’s head between his massive quads.  He chicken-winged the trainer’s arms on his back then dropped to the mat, bashing Jim’s handsome face into the canvass in a PEDIGREE.  BAM!
The trainer’s muscular body reflexively flipped on his back and twitched involuntarily.  Ari spoke up for the first time, “Fuck Alexei, look at the bitch, all sprawled out before you.”  In the other corner, Jeremy winced, watching his hot as fuck trainer getting bashed by the gym’s biggest asshole.
Standing back up and looming over Jim, Alexei ordered, “Get the Fuck Up!” The trainer struggled to get on his knees before the Alpha Heel. He placed his left hand on Alexei’s right quad and his right hand on the left quad. The trainer began to crawl up the Heel’s massive body. His hands reached next for Alexei’s waist. Still stunned from the Pedigree, Jim’s face brushed against the Heel’s hardening bulge. 
In his corner, Jeremy was horrified to see his trainer getting squashed and humiliated by the Heel.
Alexei smirked and reached downward for Jim’s head. He yanked the 225 pound trainer to his feet like a rag doll. Wrapping his beefy arms around Jim’s lower torso, Alexei locked on a belly-to-belly bearhug. “Aaaaggghhh!!!” Jim groaned and gasped as the vice-like grip squeezed the air out of his lungs. 
Maintaining his hold, Alexei lifted the 6’3” trainer off the mat and walked him backwards towards the Heel’s corner.  Upon arriving, Alexei unceremoniously flung Jim’s body up and backwards, crashing his back into the top turnbuckle.  CLANG!  “AAAGGGHHH!”
Alexei forced Jim’s arms over the top ropes on each side of the ring post.  He reached for the trainer’s waistband and yanked it forward, briefly exposing Jim’s brown pubes and the root of his 8” cut cock.   Then Alexei slammed his right fist into Jim’s eight pack. POW! “UUUGGGHHH!!!” Snickering, the Heel did another trunk pull, again exposing Jim’s pubes and the base of his cock, before sending a second hard punch into his gut. POW! “UUUGGGHHH!!!”
Not letting up, Alexei’s left hand formed a claw and grabbed Jim’s Speedo-covered testicles.  He squeezed and twisted them viciously.  “AARRGGHH!!!”
“Had enough already, cock slut?” Alexei taunted while still twisting the trainer’s nuts.  But he answered his own question, “Oh, I got more for you.” 
The Heel released his grip and mounted the middle ropes on each side of the post.  His bulge had swelled even further and Jim was now eye-level with it.  Once again, Alexei placed his big hands on the back of Jim’s head and forced the trainer’s face into his pouch.
Jim could feel Alexei’s hard shaft and some moisture on the Speedo fabric.  He smelled the Heel’s musky scent, which was part body odor and part pre-cum.  He knew he was being manhandled by the asshole.   
Although he thought of himself as straight, the trainer couldn’t stop his own 8” cock from beginning to respond to the Heel’s huge tool and manly scent.  His shaft and cock head thickened in his white Speedo as Alexei rubbed his bulge against Jim’s face.
Jeremy could only see Alexei’s back and Jim’s legs, but he refused to allow his trainer to be further humiliated.  He vaulted over the ropes and headed for the opposite corner.  Coming up behind Alexei, Jeremy reached upwards for the back of the Heel’s black Speedo.  He grabbed the fabric and yanked as hard as he could.  
“What the fuck!” yelled Alexei as his hairy butt cheeks were revealed.  He lost his balance and fell backwards, crashing into Jeremy, sending him onto the mat on his back, and winding up sitting on his face.  Jeremy found his nose and mouth shoved into the Heel’s hairy crack.  
Smothered by Alexei’s ass, Jeremy’s arms and legs flailed, trying to force the Heel’s ass off his face.  “Lick it, bitch!” Alexei ordered, “You know you want to!”
Although he too identified as straight, Jeremy felt his 7.5” member coming to life.  Like Jim before him, his senses were overwhelmed by the scent of the Alpha Heel.  Alexei saw Jeremy’s cock swelling in his white Speedo and ground his ass further down on the jobber’s face.  “This boy’s an ass whore!” he declared.
Jeremy was wondering where Jim was.  Why wasn’t he coming to Jeremy’s rescue?  Then he heard Ari, “Like this, jobber?  Like your face in my armpit?  Your cock says ‘yes’.”  
Sure enough, smooth-skinned Ari had pulled Jim from the corner, applied an inverted face lock and pulled the trainer backwards on an extended knee until his face was lodged into the kid’s arm pit with cropped black hair.  
Jim’s cock was now fully erect in the grip of the Alpha’s aide.  Jeremy saw none of this but heard his trainer grunting in Ari’s DRAGON SLEEPER.
“ROPE TIME!” Alexei bellowed.  He stood, giving Jeremy a brief reprieve from his suffocating face sitting.
Ari half dragged Jim to the adjacent ropes.  He released the Dragon Sleeper only to tie the trainer’s arms into the top and middle ropes.  Jim slumped downward so his ass rested on the middle rope.
The Alexei reached down and grabbed a fistful of Jeremy’s longish sandy brown hair.  He dragged him to his feet and pushed the 6’2” hunk back against the ropes opposite from Jim.  Alexei tied Jeremy’s arms between the top and middle ropes—snickering at the sight of his cock tenting in his white Speedo.
The two white Speedo clad muscle studs were now trapped in the ropes and at the mercy of Alexei and his handsome sidekick Ari.  As Jeremy and Jim hung their heads dejectedly, the Heel and Ari slid out onto the aprons.  As if this had all been choreographed, Alexei and Ari lifted their left legs up and around Jeremy’s and Jim’s necks.  They squeezed hard, causing the jobbers to gasp.  “AAAGGGHHH!!!”
“Had enough yet, bitches?” Alexei sneered.  He didn’t wait for an answer.  He pulled his leg off Jeremy’s neck and moved behind him.  Ari did the same moving behind Jim.  They then cupped the muscle hunks’ chins and bent their bodies backwards over the top of the ropes.  “NNNGGGHHH!!!” groaned Jeremy and Jim.
Alexei growled out a count of three, “1…2…3!”  On “3,” both he and Ari let go their jobbers’ chins, which caused their hot muscled bodies to bounce violently up and down in the ropes.
Ari got behind Jim again.  He wrapped his right arm around the trainer’s neck and began squeezing.  Gasps filled the ring as Jim fought for air.  His arms were still entangled in the ropes but his legs kicked furiously.  The trainer’s face turned a beat red and his eyes rolled backward.  His legs stopped fluttering.  He was unconscious from Ari’s sleeper hold.  As the sidekick hunk let go, Jim’s head and body sagged downward.
Jeremy had watched the scene with alarm.  His trainer was out, and he was still tied up in the ropes.  
Alexei slid back into the ring.  His pouch tented visibly outward.  He grabbed Jim’s head and dragged his sleeping body into the ring.  Then he reached down and peeled off the trainer’s white Speedo.  Jim’s cock, now flaccid, dangled across his abs and their light dusting of brown hair.
Alexei leaned down and wrapped his arms around the trainer’s body.  He turned the 6’3” 225 pound hunk upside down and walked him to the nearby corner—then strung his white boots and calves over the top ropes on each side of the post.  He let Jim’s body fall downwards until his head touched the canvass in a naked Tree of Woe.  His 8” cock pointed down at his sleeping face.
As Jeremy watched this, he realized Ari had disappeared.  He felt a presence behind him on the apron.  Then he felt a satin sash being tied around his neck tightly, constricting his air way.  Alexei approached and took one of the loose strands of the sash in his right hand.  He tugged then yanked on the strand and forced Jeremy’s body out of the ropes and into the ring on all fours.
Then Jeremy felt Ari mounting his back, humiliating him like a pony.  Alexei snickered and pulled on the sash as if it were a leash and forced Jeremy to walk on all fours towards Jim’s naked body.  Ari laughed and spanked Jeremy’s Speedo-covered ass.  “Giddy up, ass wipe!” the kid taunted.
Once they arrived at the corner where Jim hung upside down, Alexei said, “Alright, bitch, make him hard.”  “What?” Jeremy asked, not comprehending what the Heel wanted.  “Fucking show us what a cock slut you are,” the Heel demanded.  “But I’m straight!” Jeremy protested.  Alexei snickered, “We’ll see about that, bitch!”  He dropped the sash and grabbed Jeremy’s sandy brown hair.  He pulled his face forward and pressed it downward on Jim’s crotch.
“Open your jobber mouth!” Alexei ordered.  Jeremy inhaled his trainer’s sweaty scent.  He slowly parted his lips.  Alexei pushed his mouth onto Jim’s balls.  “Lick them!” the Alpha demanded.  Jeremy began tongue bathing his trainer’s balls.  As he did, Jim began moaning as he slowly returned to consciousness.
Jim’s cock began thickening and Alexei forced Jeremy’s mouth onto the mushroom head. “That’s where you belong, bitch!” he sneered. Alexei then forced Jeremy to take all eight inches into his throat, causing the stud to gag. “Ggg-wccccckkk!” But Alexei wouldn’t allow Jeremy to pull off the rapidly hardening cock.
Jeremy couldn’t stop the hot scene from causing his 7.5” cock to stiffen in his Speedo.  As he sucked Jim’s cock, a wet spot from his jizz appeared on his pouch.
Jim moaned more loudly, “Ohhhhhh, fuuuucccckkkkkk!”  He felt Jeremy’s warm mouth and throat and knew he wouldn’t last very long.  His upside down body began to buck.  He was on the verge of climaxing.  The Alpha Heel smirked and finally allowed Jeremy’s mouth to come off the trainer’s cock.  Strings of saliva and pre-cum stretched from his lips to Jim’s swollen cock head.
As Jeremy gasped for air, Jim’s body trembled and he grunted “UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!” as his hard cock, untouched, spewed hot white cum onto his face.
(To be continued.)
Looks like Jim's mouth wrote a check his ass couldn't cover. And I really love that!!!
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