continued from Part One....
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| Get out there Mule and WIN ONE for the Gipper! |
The Mule shook his head to clear it. His body and his ego had taken a brutal work over. The Husband had beat the shit out of the Mule, but as far as the Mule was concerned it wasn't over yet. He wasn't going to be reverse-cucked. His kidneys were still throbbing in pain. He may not be able to take anymore kidney damage but the Mule was still a powerful and skilled fighter and was ready to go again.
Shaking off the first half loss, the Mule manned back up. It was time to make some half time adjustments and get back in and win this game. "OK, you old roid head, you ran up the score on me up to now. But time to go again...and I am in this game to win it" the Mule announced, as his mojo returned.
The Husband broke off from the blow job and turned to face the Mule. "Good, I get to beat on you some more,.. and besides I was trying to decide which one of you I was going to fuck first....".
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| The Husband finally pulled his no longer fully hard but still huge and thick cock from Mule's aching jaws and throat. As cum dripped freely from from his piss slit to the floor, he gave Mule a side glace as the said: "Your a good cock sucker boy, one of the best, and I have had blow job from hundreds of woman AND men. I am going to make you one of my regular suck boys" Cleary addressing not only the Mule but also his wife. |
"Now,watch me fuck his ass, babe..." he said with a wink to his Wife...."your sweet pussy will be next..." He was smirking smugly and was oozing confidence and power, ready to take the Mule's ass by force. The wife moaned as she orgasmed at the thought of her husband fucking the Mule.
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| The husband salivated at the thought of taking Mule's sweet muscular ass as a trophy! |
"Bodybuilder rape match...the loser gets fucked" the older muscle stud declared..."you try to rape me, I try to rape you. It's not over till one of us blows his load inside the other.....". The Mule nodded his head in agreement. "I'm going to fuck your hole, faggot, and there is nothing you can do about it. We both know I'm too much for you to stop ... and when I am done I will make you tell my wife you love my dick inside you... " the Husband boasted. The two naked musclemen circled, hard cocks pointing to the ceiling, each bodybuilder out to rape the other. Their muscled asses and man cards were on the line. It was only going to be over when one stallion had forced his pussy-wrecker into the shit hole of the other and bred him. The wife moaned yet another orgasm as she anticipated the Mule, who had been dominated up to now, being raped by her husband. It had long been her fantasy to watch as two massively muscled homos fight and fuck. Now on her anniversary, her fantasy was coming true, and her own husband was one of them...
When the Husband charged the Mule was ready, catching him in a head lock and bull dogging him to the sauna floor. The Mule's back ached as he pushed through the pain and landed on top of the Husband's back. He moved into position, crouching on top of the Husband's lower back. He got a strong grip on the Husband's biceps and pulled them up to lock them across his knees. Slowly and methodically, he pulled the Husband's head back by his chin. Catching his breath and recuperating from the Husband's attack, Mule leaned backward, sitting low in the camel clutch.
Mule gave it every ounce of strength he had left, building up the pressure against the Husband's neck and back. the Husband wiggled his body and grunted underneath him, flexing his muscles defensively against the Mule's camel clutch. The Wife squealed in delight.
The near fall hold went on for another minute. the Husband struggled to pry himself free from the Mule’s hold. Slowly, the Husband began to overpower the Mule. Mule's arms began shaking as his muscles strained. Before long the Husband swung his body from side to side. Abruptly he managed to throw the Mule off balance. They toppled to the side, and the Mule deftly landed between his opponent’s legs. He slammed a barrage of sharp elbow blows into Husband's ribs before landing a cracking fist into the Husband’s face. Husband lay stunned clutching defensively at his face. The Mule climbed up his opponent’s body, coming to rest straddling his opponent’s torso, as he checked the damage he had just inflicted.
The Mule wrestled the middle aged ex- jock to his back Delivering a series of pacifying blows that turned the handsome face into a bloody, bruised and swollen mess. Now the Husband was the one getting his ass kicked. His disloyal whore of a wife squealed in delight at the turn of events.
Within seconds he had the Husband on his back and forced one hairy armpit over the coughing powerhouse's nose. The pungent aroma of Mule's powerful and virile musk filled the Husband's nasal cavities.
"Here is what a true stallion smells like," the Mule teased. He made the prone muscle man-feel the full weight of his 260 lbs. beefy body. Still holding the violently squirming victim down, he started to nibble at the Husband's ear. His tongue traveled alongside the throat.
"Nooooo - get off me you fuckin' faggot," the Husband gasped.
"Just prepping you to be my BITCH!"-- retorted Mule
He struggled vehemently but to no avail. The Mule covered the older man's muscular shoulders with kisses and chuckled when an involuntary moan escaped from the Husband's mouth.
"Nnnnnoooooo ... nnghhh, uuuhhhhh," the Husband felt a series of soft bites in his thick neck, his boulder shoulders and in his heavy pecs.
"Mmmmmmh ... you smell sooo good," he heard the Mule say in mockery while the Husband was being drenched in a tongue bath. "Marking my territory, I lick it, and then I stick it! ", the young stud-bull hissed.
Sharp teeth were teasing the Husband's sensitive bullet nipples. Against his will the Husband sensed a tingle of arousal rippling through his brawny body. He offered only meek resistance when the Mule's powerful hands finally flipped him over on his belly.
"Uuuuuuhhh yeahhhhhh," he groaned involuntarily as the Mule's tongue dove between his muscular ass cheeks expertly rimming his rosy sphincter. The older man was torn between feeling of anger and arousal.
When the Mule felt that the Husband's resistance was weakening he grabbed the Husband's ankles and forced the heels up until they were pressed into the melon shaped butt cheeks rendering him totally defenseless. Returning the Wife's daring glance his big hand pulled the husband's head back into his neck. Humiliatingly secured on the sauna floor the older stud was forced to look up to his woman who was watching the fight.
"Mmmpffff..." The Husband was writhing, desperately struggling to escape from the Mule's merciless grip. The Husband felt utter embarrassment for being exposed in such a humiliating way in front of his wife. His dick was trapped between his defined abs and the wood floor of the sauna. The Mule was now leaning on him with the full weight of his body, forcing his heels deep inside the dimpled buttocks.
"What the fuck...?" the Husband groaned when the Mule started to rock his body in rhythmical motions. Then he realized that his dick was responding to the stimulation. The sensitive glans was slowly rubbing over the rough surface of the floor. By pushing and releasing his weight the Mule simulated a bucking rhythm. The Mule wanted him to shoot a fuckin' load!
"Oh no ... you can't do this to me, let me goooo!" the Husband winced.
The middle aged hunk realized in horror that he was about to be made to cum while his wife watched. He tried desperately to distract himself, to avoid any further arousal. Then a finger slipped between his quivering butt cheeks and penetrated his rear defenses.
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| The Husband feels the Mule fill him, his long thick cock digging deeper and deeper into his guts....like a snake it borrows to his prostate |
"Uuuuurgh ... noooo ... please stop!" the Husband was begging. He was losing the battle. The Mule continued to grin devilishly at the Wife while he probed the ass of the feebly writhing muscle man. It was a nice tight ass, and Mule felt like Captain Kirk, going where no man had gone before. Mule loved claiming cherry asses as trophies, all the sweeter when it was hard earned, and the pain still convulsing through his battered body was evidence of the price that had been paid. When the sweaty body convulsed he knew that he had found the spot. The Husband's whole body was flushed with a rosy pink.
"Shit please no, oh you make me ... aw fuuuuck!" the husband moaned in despair. The Wife chuckled when the husband's expression told her that he was close to climax.
Mule knew the Big Dude was in a world of pain emanating from his contorted shoulder, elbow and wrist but was also a world of pleasure as Mule’s 260 pounds of pressure was grinding the cuckold's dick against the wooden floor. The combination was sure producing some strange sounds from the big guy. Controlling this Dude like a puppet, was turning Mule on big time, and his own boner popped out from between their two clamped together bodies like a big big lolling tongue of a mastiff. By the sound of it, Wifey was also getting excited at the sight of the big muscleman being controlled by Mule’s powerful muscles.
He felt her hands on his beefy shoulders, tiny hands in comparison with the thick debts and traps which rippled as he struggled to contain her husband who was getting angrier and angrier at his woman’s admiration of Mule.
Next thing Mule knew was she was climbing on his broad back. This was just fine by Mule as he felt her tits press against his warm, sweaty flesh. Her extra weight, though not much, intensified the pressure on Big Dude’s dick and he started squirming even more. Then she starts bucking her hips and moaning and Mule realized she was getting herself off by rubbing her pussy against Mule’s hard muscle……
"Aaaarrghh ... n-nnooo ... unngg..." the Husband's body jerked in uncontrolled spasms. His cock pulsed wildly and then he felt the embarrassing release of a sequence of jet streams of his hot white jism forming a slick, sticky pool on the sauna floor.
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| The humiliation at being unable to prevent his rape by his wife's younger lover consumes the Husband completely! |
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| Mule has taken his cherry ...and his Wife has watched as her boy-toy has deflowered her husband's virgin ass. |
“Now who is the MAN in this relationship?” -- snarled the Mule.
“You are...” –the husband stuttered in reply.
“..and who is the bitch?” the Wife asked.
“I am.” –the now thoroughly cuckolded Husband choked out through blubbering tears.
“You will treat your woman with the respect she deserves. Or I will beat you up and then fuck you so hard you will end up either in the hospital or the morgue, do I make myself clear?” The Mule asked icily. The Cuckold only nodded as he continued blubbering away like a baby.
The Mule released the exhausted seasoned bodybuilder only after the sculpted six-pack abs--up to the huge heaving pectorals-- were thoroughly coated by a mixture of sweat and cum from a gooey pool that had been accumulated under the former athlete's jerking body. The Husband's legs slumped with a thud to the floor.
"Drained so quickly," thought the Mule as he smirked at the whimpering sweaty body. “No wonder his wife reached an orgasm WITH ME, but not with him.”
But he was not yet through with the hapless muscle man. "It's not over till one of us blows his load inside the other....." the Mule quoted the Husband's own challenge. The Mule grabbed the husband by the shoulders and forced on his knees. The Mule put the sweat and cum soaked body on display to the Wife. With a powerful thrust from his pelvis he drove his steel hard rod up to the hilt through a serious of pumping thrusts inside the Husband's shit chute. He pumped the faithless Husband again and again, driving the shaft hard into the muscled ass of the Husband.
"Aaaaarghhhh ... fuckkkk!" the older muscle man gasped. The Wife saw as the Husband's huge dick rose again to a half hard state.
"Jerk your juicer, big man, don't make him do all the work for ya' ", the Husband heard the Wife's hoarse voice say while the Mule's pole was thrusting inside his burning ass. Mechanically he started to pump his own dick to another swollen erection.
"Yeah man, give it to me, uh yesss .... Fuck that feels ssssoooo hottt," the Cuckold moaned. He felt the Mule's dick swell even more and then a wad of hot jizz was coating him from the inside. At the same moment a gooey stream of cum was painfully squeezed from his own tortured dick.
"Huh, huh ... huuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhh!”--he croaked while he collapsed exhausted in the Mule's arms.
"You made quite a mess here, big boy. Clean it up!" the wife ordered, while the Mule forced the unresistant muscle stud face down on the floor making him lick his own man's juice.
Again the ‘cucked’ Husband was forced on his knees. He was sobbing in utter humiliation but a merciless the Mule made sure that the Wife got a good view of her man's cum smeared face.
”From now on, your wife's pussy is her sole property and she alone decides which men she will fuck, you will be allowed to watch her fuck the alpha males she decides to fuck, but your only access to her pussy is to clean it of the ejaculate of males she chooses to fuck."
Only then he released the older man from his iron grip. The Mule had taken his revenge for being made the Husband's cocksucker with a brutal ass fucking of the beaten man in front of his wife.
"Whose the faggot now?" growled the Mule, one hand on his scrotum, his manhood and alpha maleness fully restored.
Neglecting the softly sobbing mature jock, the Mule turned to the Wife:
"Time for you to meet a real man, babe ..." he grinned.
"You bloody horny bastard!"--the blonde mocked in faked disgust. Her true feelings became obvious when she spread her legs invitingly. The Mule spat in his palm and lubricated his boner with his own saliva. The pulsing shaft penetrated effortless the cunt lips. The Mule felt the Wife's boobs pressing against his own pecs. He hugged the blonde head and darted with his tongue deep into the woman's throat. Sharp fingernails were digging into his back while the Wife's pussy closed around the Mule’s dick like a steel vise.
The cuckold Husband watched in awe, stroking his own swelling cock. It was the Mule who filled his fantasies now. The Mule had beaten him, fucked him, and cucked him. The Mule, with his heterosexuality now fully restored, was once again the true alpha male. The older male found his lust for his young conqueror reaching new thresholds. Not only had Mule taken the Cuckold's man card, he had torn it into shreds in front of him. The older man had never known humiliation or defeat before, and thus Mule's victory over him was all the greater.
After a masterful fuck performance, the Mule headed to the bathroom while the exhausted wife recovered in the sauna. When the Husband entered the bathroom he found the Mule standing over the shower drain, with his fire hose cock spewing tomato juice colored piss down the drain. The Husband smiled, taking satisfaction in having made the Mule's kidneys bleed. Manly pride flowed through him knowing it was his fists that had beat down the Mule and beat his kidneys into bleeding mush in the process. Wordlessly, the Husband stood facing the Mule across from the drain, and let his own fire hose spew a thick stream of yellow piss. The Mule's internal injuries would heal quickly. The psychological might take longer, the Husband thought smugly, but his cruel streak slackened as his cock hardened, pulled by the tug of his unquenchable desire for the young stud.
Besides having an incredible physique,the Mule was a very handsome young man, the Husband couldn't help but remark to himself in his thoughts. He now took a step back to admire him while the Mule was soaping off in the shower. The husband realized he was smitten with the young musclestud. The Mule was clearly cognizant of his ogling, but didn't mind, he even chuckled and gave the Husband a little show. He knew the Husband was hot for his young ripped body and handsome face. The Mule knew he had made a conquest not only in battle, but of the heart.
The water cascaded and light glistened off the Mule's broad ripped shoulders and back as the Husband admired. Every muscle was perfectly defined, and full of vitality.
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| Every muscle was perfectly defined, and full of vitality |
The Husband admired for a moment the rock-hard muscles of his lower back, glutes, and powerful legs. He knew the athleticism he was capable of since he had just watched him fuck the daylights out of his disloyal wife; he had watched his muscular ass flex and move as he pounded in her, his powerful bronzed thighs and full hamstrings expand and contract as he moved into her, taking her over. She was still lounging in the sauna while the Mule took a shower. Pretty soon the feckless wife walked into the bathroom, smiled at her Husband, and proceeded to walk into the shower.
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| "Oh yeah, Mule, give it to her good!" |
The Husband watched them fuck again in the shower and saw his wife come while the Mule held her suspended in his muscular arms. The clucked Husband loved watching the youthful and athletic Mule's sculpted back and ass move as he pinned her in the air to the shower wall and the drops of water flowed down his tanned, toned body. The Husband watched them fuck later against the wall in the bedroom and back on the bed, she lay on her back legs up in the air while Mule stood at the edge of the bed and really gave it to her, grabbing her wrists and making her moan. It was hot and the Husband jacked off watching this graceful stud plowing into his wife and came at the same time that she was moaning. The night went pretty much like that.
Epilogue:
The sun still hadn't come up as Mule sat in the outside hot tub near his own bungalow in the Lodge at the Greenbrier Resort. Instead of going back to his bedroom at the resort after the night of fighting and fucking he had decided to watch the sun come up in the outside hot tub instead. Mitch's rolex on Mule's wrist glistened in the light, as Mule, now also sporting Mitch's Versace aviator shades. heard the echo of Mitch's words reverberating in his head: "Thanks for being such a good sport about all of this, Mule. I will never forget how you helped me with this!"
The fact that the rolex was engraved Happy Anniversary Mitch, from Kate, made Mule wonder if it counted as sports memorabilia.....
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| "You mind if I consult with a buddy of mine on that, Mule?" |
Kate...oh yeah I guess that was the wife's name, I am sure she told me once or three times, but who remembers trivial shit like that? Mule mused. He felt strangely about the night... sure he had done a childhood hero a solid, had raised a great deal of cash for charity, and he did like fighting and fucking-- that was on the upside, but downside was that one should never learn the kinky secrets of one's childhood icons. Still it raised funds for the West Virginia Flood Victims, and Mitch in the haze of Mule-infatuation, had pledged to double his donation when Mule left...the young bodybuilder just hoped Mitch didn't get too clingy, it was nice to have Mitch's heart in his back pocket to exploit as occasion arose, but he was hoping he would never regret this decision.
For when Mitch had purchased Mule in the charity auction for a private wrestling bout, this was NOT what he envisioned was going to happen. It was really neat hanging with Mitch (the Husband). A young Mule had watched Mitch play on Sunday's for 10 years in the NFL. Now Mitch owned 14 Los Pollos Hermanos fast-food restaurants operating in Colorado and could well afford the huge contribution for West Virginia flooding victims that had purchased Mule's services for the night. When Mitch explained to Mule the whole role-play scenario, he had to admit he was skeptical. He had heard of voluntary cuckolding, but never experienced it. Mitch had even wrote a script for the match. Mule had only improvised the Ass-rape challenge, and was glad that Mitch had appreciated the flourish. Mitch must have enjoyed that part, since he never invoked the "safe word". He had to hand it to Mitch, he really went all out to give his wife a helluva Anniversary. Although Mule was open to many new experiences, he had balked at this novelty. Mitch had finally sweetened the pot with killer Superbowl box seats, and Mule was all in. Besides Mitch had asked as a special favor, and you never know when doing someone like Mitch a solid might come in handy. Plus the fact that he had promised to DOUBLE his donation to the charity! Besides Mitch did have a VERY hot MILF of a wife, what's her name, and he needed no inducements to bone her....Plus he now had this supremo watch and these killer shades!
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Nice one - love seeing u on top again bro
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