Dandy Dawson in Limbo (1)
Chapter One: Dandy Plots His Return to the Tri-State Wrestling Federation
Dandy Dawson thought he spied an opening—a way back to his perch, high atop the Tri-State Wrestling Fed with his nemesis Delilah DeLovely finally dispatched after a good fucking and humiliation. The first few days and weeks after his submission to the Fabulous Vixen had been, well, humbling. His own goons The Blonde Tarzan JackedStud and The Ginger Giant RedDante had left the former Fed promoter’s side with RD even calling him a loser. He had also come home to his condo to find it vacant. His personal slave, Alex “The Golden Boy” Ulrich, was no where to be found. He had cleared out. And DaddyDomSal, the owner of the Bay Ridge gym and a former Champ himself of the TSWF, had refused Dandy admission to the gym.
Dawson incognito had snuck into Leo’s Casa Calamari the night of BeefcakeBobbyHawk’s contender match against Phillip the Blonde Alpha Sadist. What an evening that had been! The Beefcake was demolished by Phillip but he had been only the appetizer. Delilah and Phillip had set up Samson and made mincemeat out of him. Dandy had to admit the spectacle was hot as fuck, especially when Samson was shaved hairless, fucked hard by The Philistine, and deposited in a dumpster outside Leo’s.
Although he had lost some of his swagger, Dawson deep down thought he could return and vanquish both DeLovely and Phillip with his own hand-picked contender. But who? That’s when Dandy had an idea. He remembered that the foreman of his old Brooklyn general contracting business, Gary “The Tank” Bennett, had a falling out with his longtime partner Earl “The Freak” Gleason during the latter’s title defense against the Latino Teen Bodybuilder, Luis Cortez.
Gleason was pissed after the first round when Bennett had done nothing, as far as Earl knew, to interfere in the match. Earl ended up KO’d in the ropes with Luis’s creamy walnut butt cheeks surrounding his face. Gary was then humiliated between rounds when he was forced to cum before Luis’s Dad Carlos blew his own load. When Gleason won the second round, he excluded The Tank from the between rounds fun, leading to more ill-will between the partners.
Bennett sat by idly, doing nothing to stop Luis’s third round victory. Worse, he joined the Cocky Latino Champ in spit-roasting his partner Gleason during ‘stakes’—at least until Dandy Dawson dragged Gary away, calling him a “Dumb Blonde Bitch” and fucking him in a backstage closet.
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Dawson smiled to himself as he realized Gleason, no longer joined at the hip with Bennett, might be his ticket back to the Big Show.
Gleason had been Champ for a minute after the AsianTitanBull forced Dawson to give him the title. But Earl had never won the belt outright and lost his title defense to Cortez. Now that Bennett was out of the picture, Gleason might be willing to join Dandy as long as both men got what they wanted—namely, Dandy his promoter hat and Gleason a title he had truly earned and not been given. It would be tough given the nastiness of Phillip the Blonde Alpha Sadist, but Dandy knew The Philistine was not unbeatable. He smirked, as he daydreamed about he and Earl turning the Champ into a new Dumb Blonde Bitch.
Dawson had sent a text to Gleason asking to meet. He had tried to keep it simple: “Earl, this is Dandy. Before you hit delete, please read on. I’d love to meet with you to discuss a proposal you’ll find very attractive. Can’t say more now, but please meet me for dinner this Friday. I’ll text you the place and time. Yours, Dandy.”
There was no response for more than a day. Then Dawson heard the chirp of a text notification and opened his messages to see Earl’s reply. “This you, Bitch?” Immediately following his text was a photo of Dawson naked, kneeling next to Delilah DeLovely aka Delwin Dickson. He was sucking on Delvin’s soft 11” cut cock as if it were a pacifier. The pic had been taken moments after Dawson had been fucked by Dickson and had quit as TSWF promoter.
Gleason put a LMAO emoji next to the humiliating photo. Then he sent another text: “Why the fuck would I want to meet with a loser like you?”
Thus began a series of back and forth texts in which Dawson pleaded and cajoled with Earl, going so far as to say Gleason’s 9.5” cock, known as “The Destroyer,” was the most impressive in the Fed and that Dawson would make sure Earl pounded The Philistine with it. All that Dandy wanted, he texted, was to take out DeLovely, fuck her as Delwin Dickson, and return to his rightful position as the TSWF promoter.
Gleason finally agreed to meet but he asked Dawson to come to his condo unit in Williamsburg. They agreed on 8:00 p.m. with drinks at Earl’s followed by dinner at a nearby cozy Italian restaurant. Then Gleason added a condition. Dandy was to show up wearing his silver-sequined jock strap with “DD’s Bitch” on the front—the same jock Delilah had forced Dawson to wear after the Cortez match.
Dandy grimaced to himself after the last text. But at least Earl had agreed to meet and discuss his proposal. Dawson had been sitting only in his silver briefs. He rose and stood before a full-length mirror in his apartment. Not bad, he thought, as the former promoter admired his hairless 46” chest, 18” biceps and 32” waist. He double bi-flexed at himself, seeing his cropped dirty blonde armpit hair. His perfectly shaped 7.5” cock began to thicken in his briefs, pushing the pouch fabric forward. The outline of his mushroom head appeared.
“First Earl, then DeLovely and The Philistine,” Dawson murmured to himself, “I will take back what is mine.”
* * * * *
“Who you been texting?” Gary Bennett asked as he joined Gleason in the living room of their condo. The Tank remained a musclebound hunk at the age of 47, soon to be 48. He stood 6’3” and weighed 235 pounds. He was smooth all over to better show off his sculpted physique comprised of 51” pecs, 22” biceps, 33” waist, and 35” quads. With blue eyes, Bennett still had his wavy blonde hair on top and fade cuts down each side. His boyish face hadn’t aged. This day, he wore only light blue briefs, bulging with his semi-hard 8” cut cock.
“You’ll never guess,” The Freak replied, as he reclined in a lounger chair. He was wearing only tight white briefs. His body, too, was entirely smooth and well-defined. Earl was 6’4” and 240 pounds. He had a 52” chest, 22” biceps, 33” waist and monster 35” quads. Hidden under Gleason’s briefs was his 9.5” Destroyer cock and mountainous caramel-colored ass cheeks.
“Hmmmm,” Bennett mused, “Delilah DeLovely offering you a title shot against The Philistine?”
“Oh no, babe, nothing like that,” Earl said.
“Well…then who?” The Tank asked as he straddled Gleason’s lap and placed his hands on The Freak’s broad muscled shoulders.
“Dandy Dawson, of all people,” Earl replied, “He apparently thinks we broke up after that Cortez match and that you’re out of the picture. Thinks I’d be willing to become a member of his new posse.”
Gary raised an eyebrow, “And you agreed?”
Gleason smiled, “Oh, I told him I’d meet him….here. But I have other plans, and you have some unfinished business with our Dandy.”
“I do,” smirked Bennett, feeling his dick beginning to harden in his briefs, “I do indeed!” He leaned forward and the two muscle hunks kissed passionately.
(To be continued.)
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