Mule and Cop Gym Fight

Mule and Cop Gym Fight       (artwork by Carcentest)

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It was nearly 3 a.m. when the Mule got to the gym.   He had to use his 24 hour passcode to get in.  Not unexpectedly,  it was deserted at this hour.  Even the janitor wouldn't arrive to clean for another hour.  Mule had just flown back from business in Dallas but despite the late hour  and his flight being delayed, Mule had a Rule that he never let a day pass without a workout.   Today would be no different.

Mule looked around.  No one here, he thought, as he began to change into his workout gear.  He had just stripped down to his boxers when he heard the main door open and then close.  Apparently he was going to have company after all.

A big black cop carrying a gym bag enters.  Looks like he must have just gotten off his shift since he is still wearing his uniform.   They looked at each other, then sneering smiles flashed across each of their faces as they recognized each other.  Mule had received a ticket from this cop, doing 80 in a 55, a few months earlier.  The Cop had been a real asshole about it, too.  The big cop smiled smugly at Mule as he noticed Mule's face grow flush with anger.  It looked to him like Mule might like a little revenge and as far as the cop was concerned, that was fine, he always enjoy kicking white ass. "Best way to end a long hard day." he said to himself, but Mule heard and fumed.

They both knew what the other was thinking.  Without another word between them the cop stripped off his uniform, stripping down to his police issue jock strap.  Mule was already in his boxers.

Alpha Male Specimens like this just had to take each other on, they couldn’t stop themselves, they needed to show they were boss. Manly self-assurance  and testosterone oozed from every pore... two muscle studs who know they can defeat most anyone their size... putting that reputation on the line to see who can kick whose ass... ...as the  muscle-heads oozed the kind of conceit that only men of incredible muscularity have.

The two bulls   circled one another with  muscles flexing and rippling every cautious step of the way.  Both  massive cocks pulsated  with unbridled anticipation of dominating & destroying their equally  muscular adversary. Slowly the two muscle giants circled and  stalked each other until  both muscle-bound behemoths locked hands and began testing strength to see who was, in fact, the strongest.  Every muscle in their bodies strained to the limit as they exerted all their might.

Their  massive chests collide together as both musclemen powered for dominance. Both studs were grunting as each tested the rock hard muscle of the man locked in his arms as they matched muscle for muscle  They groaned under the strain- the flexed muscle was impressive.  This was a true clash of muscle-bound titans.

Suddenly  the Mule  locked the Cop in a crushing  headlock. The Cop  moaned  as Mule  dragged him around the room. Then the Mule  bull dogged  the Cop to the ground putting the big man's back on the mat.

The Mule, from his top mount position, began to rain fists down on the Cop in classic MMA Ground and Pound fashion. Mule was determined to make hamburger meat out of the Cop's face. The onslaught was merciless as blow after blow rained onto the black man’s jaw. “You’re finished, man. You thought you were a big, tough black stud but I’m gonna beat the shit out of you.  This is the beating you deserve.”  growled the Mule as  fist after fist crashed into the Cop's head relentlessly. 

Before Mule could finish the job however, the Cop  blasted his arms up, throwing his assailant off. Mule flew up into the air, landing off the mat. 

 Both men quickly scrambled back to their feet.

Mule was faster, and got the Cop in a reverse Boston Crab.

The big Cop showed his athleticism and his skill with an unorthodox counter that the Mule wasn't ready for.   Both men were now on their feet and squared up to knuckle up and  go toe to toe.  

A huge Mike Tyson style hay maker that Mule doesn't see coming almost dropped him.  He is stunned, almost out, wobbly legged, but still on his feet.

Before Mule can recover, the Cop threw himself forward with a bull-like roar and clamped his arms viciously round Mule’s waist in a brutal bear hug.  Mule howled as he felt the powerful arms tighten round him.   His naked torso flexed and his arms flailed as he tried to twist free, but the Cop’s hands were locked solidly behind him. 


"Yeah, how’s that feel, white boy? Ya ever been crushed like this  before?"  Mule could not respond, but he lifted his hands and pushed back on the Cop’s chest, trying to extricate himself from this agonizing hold.

The Cop shook him hard from side to side. Mule’s arms, which had been pushing on the Cop’s  massive chest now flung to the side. They flopped like fish on the end of a line. The Cop let out a low animal growl as he felt the strength draining from Mule.  When all resistance left the muscled white man, the Cop finally  let go, letting the nearly unconscious white muscle man slump to the floor.  Mule collapsed  exhausted on his muscled ass.  The Cop  circled the now helpless Mule’s  body.  

Weakened by the bearhug, Mule was a sitting duck for the trained Cop's rear naked choke finisher. The black muscleman had the  advantage and was able to pull Mule into a sitting position.  The Cop stretched his own muscular body . The Cop then lowered himself to a squat  and positioned himself behind Mule’s mighty torso, wrapping his huge arms around Mule's thick football player neck from behind.  The Cop had the illegal police choke hold locked in. The hold is outlawed  but is still a favorite of trained police officers,  since no one ever escapes once the illegal police choke hold is applied.  With a mighty flex of his bicep, he cuts off the air supply to the Mule.  All those big muscles of Mule needed a lot of oxygen to fuel them, and now his gas tank was empty. No matter how much muscle you have, if you can't breathe, you lose.

The Mule struggled, tearing and pulling at the mighty arm around his throat. Mule  tried to wrench the huge arm from his neck, but it didn’t budge. The Mule grabbed Cop’s wrists, pulling desperately to pry his hands apart.    But Cop’s grip was like steel and Mule was already feeling dazed and weakened from lack of oxygen. The Mule's  eyes bulged as he struggles for air as his handsome face was turning red then purple, until finally his eyes rolled back in his skull.  The white muscleman went limp.  His arms dropped to his side, his head fell forward, and as darkness overcame him  he slumped unconscious  The illegal police choke hold has done its job.  The Mule is knocked the fuck out cold.  The white muscleman lies unconscious and spread eagle on the mat, while the black Muscle-Cop raised his arms in victory.

Now that he has kicked the Mule's ass, the Cop has some special punishment in mind for the loser......

The Cop retrieved his handcuffs from his Uniform.

The Cop next carries the barely conscious 260 lbs Mule like he was a bag of feathers to one of the weight benches.

The Cop uses his handcuffs to bind the still reeling  Mule to the weight bench, making the Mule his prisoner.  The Cop grinned as he watched the bound muscle god try to free himself, watched the sculpted,  physique gleam and flex as his shoulders and arms bulged with the effort to break the handcuffs.  The crew cut head flew from side to side, eyes blazing, jaw clenched in anger.   The Cop  was in no hurry.  He paced round the small bench letting  his fallen opponent continue to struggle.  The Mule was at his mercy.    

The Cop rubs his sweaty balls and cock in the face of the bound and helpless Mule. His balls  fit in Mule's eye sockets and  bunched up a little around Mule's cheeks.  The Cop’s big black cock lays directly over Mule's face as  his big nut sack draped over Mule's chin.  He bounced his cock up and down, constantly smacking the bested Mule in the face. Mule stared at the Cop's  massive 10" cock as the  thick folds of foreskin stretched. As they did so, gobs of cock cheese were released from their fleshy envelope surrounding the black stud's bulbous dick head.  The smell of his smegma was intoxicating. It filled Mule's nostrils.   

The Mule is forced to smell and taste the musky muscular ass of the victorious Cop. "Get your tongue up deep in that hole, boy, I want to feel it--or else you will wake up with a nightstick up your ass....!!!" the Cop threatened. Both musclemen moaned as the Mule ate the Cop's ass.

  Mule tossed his head from side to side trying to avoid the heavy truncheon of flesh beating his face. The Cop laughed, having a great time humiliating the young white bodybuilder. “Okay  boy, open your mouth.” ordered the Cop. “Come on, boy, suck it"!!! To emphasize the unconditional terms laid out by  the command, The Muscle-Cop gave Mule a powerful slug to the jaw, scrambling Mule's less than lucid brain even more.

Precum and drool began spilling from Mule’s full lips as he ate the Cop’s boner. The Mule had been forced to suck the  big black cop cock!

The long piece of meat entered Mule’s mouth and wedged in all the way until the Cop's pubic hair was tickling Mule’s face. Mule was breathing hard and as his nose filled with the smell of the Cop’s sweaty crotch.  Mule choked on the giant piece of meat being forced down his throat but the punch-drunk Mule had no other choice but to  accept the cock. Involuntarily, his tongue began pulsing up and down in his mouth, servicing the cock as the Cop began pumping slowly in and out. The Cop was filling the Mule's mouth with hot black throbbing man-meat – Mule’s taste buds were erupting at the smell and taste of his salty pre-cum.

The Cop next positioned himself at Mule’s perfect white muscular ass. "Boy, you have one awesome ass, I can't wait to get in it" the Cop whistled as he admired the Mule's muscled bubble butt.  
 The big, muscular black stud  propped himself up, braced himself and started swaying his hips. He let his rock-hard jackhammer rub across Mule’s ass, as a tease for what was to come and  coating it with his pre-cum. The Cop leaned forward and spit on the Mule's hole, adding to the existing 'lubricant'.

The Cop laughed. He reached forward, smearing pre-cum all over Mule’s face. He used the residue on his hand to lube himself up. With one mighty thrust, the Cop  plunged forward, penetrating deep with one mighty thrust! 

SLAP! SLAP! The Cop slapped the Mule in the face.  Then he spit in the Mule's face.  Eyes locked he said"You ain’t sleepin’ through this, boy," "You gotta stay awake until we’re all done with you. Got it?"

Mule’s felt The Cop’s large cock deep in his ass. The Cop thrust in and out faster and faster.He picked up speed. His hips accelerated. .  Waves of pleasure passed through his body – every muscle on his dark torso was pumped with blood, growing to their largest size. "YES!" The Cop purred ecstatically over the Mule's groans. The Cop began shooting his greatest load ever!  The Cop pulled out just in time for his hot white cum to hit the Mule square in his  face.  The Mule felt the hot juice as it landed on his face.

 The Cop finally finished his huge load.  The Mule's handsome face was covered in white cum. Instead of breeding the Mule, the Cop had given him a facial.  

Now, the Cop decided,  it was time  for the Cop to force a load out of the Mule.....while the Mule is forced to eat the Cop's ass yet again.....

 When the Cop began working Mule’s cock,  Mule’s body began bucking again as his swollen bull sized balls painfully pushed out his man-juice! "We got a gusher!" the Cop announced with a laugh, as the Mule is milked and  forced to cum while tasting  the black muscle Cop's ass. 

The Cop releases the defeated and now powerless Mule and carried him into the showers.  He has one final humiliation in mind for the Mule.

The Cop lay the big Mule on his back on the shower floor. .   Still only half conscious Mule looked up in agony at what came next.  As he towered over  Mule, the Cop pointed his horse sized dick at Mule's face.

“This is it, boy.  I kicked your ass. Then I made you eat my ass and suck my cock before I fucked you in the ass.  Now for the final humiliation.  You get to drink my piss."

Mule gasped as a hot jet of rancid piss slammed into his handsome face.  His gasp made him open his mouth and he tasted the bitter juice of total defeat.  Then he felt the hot liquid pouring over his shoulders, his chest and then soaking his bulging crotch.  It was then that he became dimly aware that his own cock was raging hard.   Through the mist of urine he looked up at the magnificent big, tough black stud towering over him, smelt and tasted his piss …… and  felt the sensation of being totally degraded by this man who was now covering the fallen strongman in a golden shower. It was like a fire hydrant had been opened. Mule felt the rush of the hot stream of liquid pour over him as the muscle head Cop hosed his defeated foe  down with his horse sized cock. He swayed his fire hose a bit, piss belching out of it.

  With a cocky grin the Cop  continued to rain what seemed like a gallon of his piss down on the groaning Mule. The Cop emptied his bladder in the face and on the chest of the naked Mule as an ultimate act of degradation.

When the Cop was finally finished pissing, the Mule was laying on the tile floor, squashed like a  bug --  thoroughly vanquished and humiliated. At least the drenching had partially revived the Mule. Although the piss did rinse off the Muscle-Cop's jizz, the Mule would be hard pressed to say which liquid drenching of  his face was more humiliating.    Still rather than hating the Muscle-Cop, he felt the intoxicating infatuation that only an unqualified besting by a superior alpha male can engender in another true alpha. Mule looked up and admired the sculpted, ebony physique of his conqueror  as  it  gleamed under the shower lights.  

Mule watched  the triumphant Cop depart the shower with a swagger, his muscled black ass flexing with each step, as he leaves  the groggy Mule for the just arrived  janitor to dispose of with the rest of the discarded trash.....

The janitor is happy to oblige...........One of the perks of his job was sometimes among the trash, he finds some treasure, but never before had he lucked out like he did this day.  "Bestest day evvah" he said with a lusty grin, as he stripped down for some "cardio", one of the perks of his job was being able to use the facilities as much as he wanted to to workout, but usually the exercise was not this much fun...

As it turned out, Mule was surprisingly  receptive to the ministrations of the Janitor, in part because of the janitor's skill and proficiency, but mainly because he served as a proxy for his desire for the Muscle -Cop.

The Victorious Muscle-Cop shall return SOON!