VinnyMuscleStallion’s Ring

Chapter One The door to Daddy Dom Sal’s ring room in Bay Ridge swung open.  In marched two brown skinned, 40-something bodybuilders in tight white tank tops.  Both had wavy jet black hair and twinkling brown eyes.   “Champ!” they yelled in unison as they approached the ring.  There sat Luis Cortez, the Latino Teen Bodybuilder and now the Champion of the Tri-State Wrestling Federation.  He had plopped himself down on the apron with his muscled quads and calves dangling off it. Cortez did not look up to greet his father Carlos or his Uncle Jorge.  He was engrossed in watching a video on his mobile phone.  The Champ was dressed only in a tight white poser, which barely contained his very large—11”—uncut cock and balls.  His creamy walnut complexion glistened in the ring lights.  Sweat from his workout dripped from his torso onto the apron.   Now about to turn 20, Luis stood 6’1” and weighed ...

Hey guys! I had planned to post my new one today but, well, failed. I posted all the older stories featuring Tino Gavras and Luis Cortez. That took more time than I expected. Anyhow, I promise to begin my new TSWF story tomorrow!

Chapter Seven Orange Bitch Stakes The scene in the Hell’s Kitchen Arena ring was one of bedlam. Naked and unconscious, Tino Gavras still hung downward on his face, suspended from the top ropes in his corner. His twin brother Costa, also naked, remained in a Tree of Woe. Beginning to awaken, he was shaking his head. The fans were chanting, alternately, “STAKES!” and “FUCK THE TWINS!” Costa felt a pit in his stomach. His hole had never been penetrated. And Danny Masters had one fat cock. TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson walked up the metal steps and slid back into the ring, again wearing only his silver Speedo. He was followed by Brutus the Beast and his bouncing semi-hard 12” uncut cock. Dawson was hard as a rock as his pouch tented outward.  The promoter took the mic from Vern Wonder and hollered “CONGRATS TO DANNY MASTERS, OUR NEW TRI-STATE WRESTLING FED CHAMP!” The crowd cheered loudly and Danny flashed his cocky grin. “Now, Danny,...

Chapter Six The Decisive Round With a slap on his back by the AsianMuscleGod for encouragement, Danny Masters stepped towards center ring. The naked Champ Tino Gavras—still unsteady on his feet after his hole had been relentlessly fucked by Brutus the Beast—began to move towards the Amateur Bodybuilder. Danny smirked as he raised his arms offering to lock up elbow and collar with the Champ.  As Tino was about to engage, Masters ducked and wrapped his arms around OrangeMuscle’s waist. He scooped up the 6’2” 215 pound olive-skinned muscle boy against his 52” pecs, then fell to one knee while extending the other. CRACK! Tino’s back SLAMMED onto Masters’ outstretched knee in an OTK BACK BREAKER! “Ugggghhhhh!” Danny kept Tino balanced on his knee, pressing down simultaneously on his throat and right quad, compressing his back.  “Hang on!” a booming voice sounded, as Brutus slid into the ring. He brought out a key and unlocked Tino’s cock cage, fre...

Chapter Five The Videotape Doesn't Lie As the crowd buzzed in anticipation of round three, the AsianMuscleGod tended to an unsteady Danny Masters in his corner. The Amateur Bodybuilder had been thoroughly beat up by the formerly submissive Gavras.  Master Han was no where to be seen, having been helped up the ramp way to the locker room. AMG offered words of encouragement to Danny. He just needed to return to his round one form and then he’d be the TSWF Champ, dethroning OrangeMuscle. Across the ring, Costa Gavras and Coach Stan watched and smirked. OrangeMuscle adjusted his semi-hard 9.5” cut cock in his Speedo. Soon he would be ramming his hard pipe into Masters’ hole exacting retribution on his twin brother’s behalf. He would humiliate the Showboat Bodybuilder before the Hell’s Kitchen Arena fans. Chants of “TINO! TINO! TINO!” broke out during the intermission but were interrupted as ring announcer Vern Wonder stepped into the ring and sai...

Chapter Four Round Two DING! DING! DING! Danny Masters moved out quickly again. He motioned for Gavras to meet him at center ring. OrangeMuscle took a few steps in that direction. Then he accelerated his stride and literally ran at the Amateur Bodybuilder—jumping at the last moment and SPEARING Masters in his solar plexus. THUD! “OOF!”  Danny slammed onto his broadly muscled back, gasping for air. Gavras mounted his prone body and began to rain down fists on the Challenger’s forehead. POW! “Ugh!” POW! “Ugh!” POW! “Ugh!” Boos and jeers filled the Hell’s Kitchen Arena.  Dawson quirked his brow up in the skybox. What the fuck, he thought to himself. More fists hammered into Danny’s handsome face. POW! “Aagghh” POW! “Aagghh!” POW! “Aagghh!” Masters’ eyes were unfocused. Gavras sneered “Who’s the pathetic Bitch now?” He stood, taking Danny with him in a SIDE ...

Chapter Three Round One DING! DING! DING! With the ringing of the bell, the Hell’s Kitchen Arena crowd went into a near frenzy. Danny Masters moved confidently to the middle of the ring. He raised both muscled arms and challenged the (apparent) Champ to a test of strength.  Gavras approached in his size 12 orange boots and tentatively raised his olive-skinned, heavily muscled arms.  The two men’s hands engaged each other. They both grunted loudly and tried to gain the upper hand. Masters was only an inch taller than the 6’2” Gavras but he had 20 pound weight advantage. After several seconds, the two wrestlers’ smooth hard chests almost touched.  Then Danny began pressing downward. Gavras struggled to stay upright but was slowly forced onto one knee then the other. Masters taunted “Where you fucking belong!” He dropped Gavras’s hands and cupped the back of OrangeMuscle’s head. He pulled Gavras’s face into his groin and...

Chapter Two Tanner Wu aka Wu-Teng aka the AsianMuscleGod was wearing his trademark black leather vest and chaps with a black cod piece. He stood behind the Amateur Bodybuilder Danny Masters in the visitor’s locker room of the Hell’s Kitchen Arena. Danny was attracted to full-length mirrors like a bee's to honey. He couldn’t get enough of his own image. At the moment, he was flexing his six-pack and pointing to the ridges.  “Don’t drool AMG,” Danny snickered. Wu-Teng smiled and began to kneed Masters’ broad back and shoulders. “Danny, you will become the TSWF Champ this evening. I’m so proud of all that you have accomplished in the short time you have been a Fed member.”  “Yes,” said a voice from across the room, “Your hard work and dedication will pay off tonight when the championship belt is wrapped around your waist!” Masters grinned and looked back at Master Han, who was also dressed in a black leather vest and chaps with a black cod ...

Chapter One Recap When we last saw action in the Tri-State Wrestling Federation, Constantine “Tino” Gavras aka OrangeMuscle aka The Greek Heel had won the championship. He had decimated the reigning title holder JoelAlphaHunk before fisting the PR Alpha Stud and fucking him senseless with his torpedo of a 9.5” cut cock.  Tino’s victory had seemed inevitable as he had demolished one alpha male after another, making them his bitches—and ending matches with his trademark question “Had enough?” But his celebration after defeating JoelAlphaHunk had been short-lived.  TSWF promoter Dandy Dawson had plotted with Brutus from Brazil to give Tino his ultimate comeuppance after the match. Shackled to a metal bench with his quads up in the air, OrangeMuscle found himself in a silver-sequined bikini that barely contained his big cock and balls. Brutus face fucked him with his monster 12” uncut cock then traded places with the silver-haired Dawson.  As the promoter ...

Chapter Seven Post-Post-Match Stakes OrangeMuscle waited for the shower water to heat up. He had draped his TSWF title belt over the shower stall wall. The Greek Heel had cum twice in the ring but his 9.5” cock was already semi-hard. He moved under the shower nozzle and let the hot water soak his wavy black hair and smooth 50” pecs and abs. He soaped up his thickening cock and gave it a few strokes. His mind daydreamed back to the moment he had held JoelBetaBitch aloft in a torture rack and forced the former Champ to scream out his surrender. The submission was all so satisfying. Gavras lathered up his hair with shampoo and began scrubbing. He had big plans. He wouldn’t be content with being the TSWF Champ. He wanted to take over the entire Fed. Everyone had always underestimated him. But this was his time to make his mark. He’d force out the promoter Dandy Dawson then determine which Alpha Males would vie for his title. He kne...