Wrestler pinned
The audience cheered as Colin easily domina..
🕑 Added 2022-01-11 02:50:53 +0000 UTC
Wrestler pinned
The audience cheered as Colin easily dominated his opponent and pinned him on the mat. He jumped to his feet at the buzzer and flexed his thick, sweaty muscles to the cheers of standing his fans and family. The ref gripped his right hand and lifted his arm to declare him the winner. Colin then confidently strutted off the match. As he walked his muscles were flexing and stretching the tight university singlet. Every sexy, hard curve was being shown off. He radiated confidence and even cockiness. His teammates called him the beast for his animal-like focus on the mat and his toughness, even roughness on taking down any opponent.
Off the mat, Colin was greeted by Coach Byers, who gave him a slap on his wide shredded back, congratulating him. Three other men were beside the coach, holding out their hands to congratulate him on another win. Colin didn’t know them but shook each man’s hand. However, one of the men reached for Colin’s full, package crotch instead of his hand. Colin gripped the man’s hand to pull it away as he walked on. If he wasn’t so over thrilled with his win he would be mad. Coach Byers came up to him and placed his hand on Colin’s defined, muscular left arm.
“Who are they,” Colin turned to the coach as Byers led him toward the entrance to the locker rooms.
The coach whispered as put his right hand on Colin’s right mountainous shoulder while stroking his huge left bicep, “they just gave the wrestling program a lot of money. You know the university wants to get rid of the program, and We need men like that. Unfortunately, with the kind of money they are giving they are expecting some benefits. Some extra private time with the star of the team.”
Colin turned to his coach, “are you pimping me out now?”
The coach tightened his grip on Colin’s shoulder, “come on now, we both know it is not your first time, let us say, at bull riding.” The coach gave Colin’s muscular ass a pat.
Colin’s ass was a masterpiece as it pushed out the skin tight singlet as the top curvature formed almost a shelf.
“I’m no whore,” Colin hissed in a low whisper.
The coach tightened his grip on the back of the wrestler’s thick neck and slapped the plump ass cheek harder this time, “You are going to do as you are told. Understand? You're going to be a good slut and make them very happy. Understand?”
Colin’s cock was rock hard in his singlet now. His face turned red and was grateful that he was facing the empty tunnel leading to the locker rooms. His thick boy meat was visible through the skin tight spandex as his coach tightened his grip on his neck and roughly slapped his ass.
“Answer me boy,” another slap on the ass.
Colin was afraid he was going to cum right there, “yes, sir.” All of the macho bravo that Colin had in front of his teammates and fans was gone.
A few minutes later, Colin was standing in the coach’s office, still in his singlet and wrestling shoes, in front of the three men in business suits. He was humiliated but rock hard as the men inspected him and talked about how hot and sexy he was.
“Looks like he is enjoying being checked out by other men,” one of the men laughed as he boldly gripped the tube-like outline of Colin’s cock through the singlet.
Colin closed his eyes, wishing his cock would stop betraying him.
“Definitely looks like he is enjoying it,” another man laughed.
“You have a girlfriend,” the third man asked.
Colin wanted to refuse to answer.
“Answer him,” the coach barked from his desk behind the three men.
The coach’s voice made Colin’s cock jump. “Yes, sir. I have a girlfriend,” Colin answered.
“Bet she likes that cock,” as the man stroking Colin’s cock replied.
“Bet she screams when you stick that cock in her,” the third man laughed.
They knew they were humiliating the tough muscle wrestler but they also knew they were making Colin more turn on. The men were circling him, groping and feeling up his muscular body.
“I don’t know how his girl feels, but I know I definitely like that body,” the second man was freely running his hands over Colin’s muscular, shredded shoulders and upper back. The man even leaned in and licked Colin’s cannon ball size left deltoid muscle.
“He tastes good too.” The men laugh.
They then started easing the shoulder straps of the singlet off the mountainous shoulders. Colin pulled his arms out of the singlet as they pulled it down to his chisel narrow waist. Two of the men were standing in front of him and they both grabbed hold of a large pec. The men began to squeeze the huge slabs of muscles.
“Damn, those are some nice tits, boy,” one of the men said before pressing his face between the pecs and licking the patch of hair that grew there.
The man behind Colin was rubbing and stroking the wide, ripped back down to the narrow lower back. Colin was breathing heavily. He is far from the beast that his teammates think he was , their team alpha captain. Deep down he knew men his age are competition for the attention of older men. He dominates his opponents the way he wishes he were dominated by men.
The three men continue to peel Colin’s singlet down and over his firm bubble ass. He was wearing a pair of black, tight spandex wrestling briefs under the singlet that was stretched to its limits. The men pulled the singlet down his thick thighs and powerful calves. They stripped him down to only his briefs and wrestling boots. He wasn’t ashamed of his body at all, he had nothing to be ashamed of. The men were feeling him up, groping him. Colin looked behind the men and saw the coach sitting at his desk, smiling at him. As a jock he wants to make his coach proud. He then found himself kneeling down in the middle of the group of men. The three men towered over him, smiling down at him. They each unzipped their expensive suit pants and pulled out their hard cocks. Colin looked up at the tallest of the three men, the one who stood in front of him. The man grabbed Colin’s by the hair and pulled the wrestler onto his cock. Holding Colin by the hair he roughly fuck the handsome, masculine face. Colin gagged and coughed on the cock. Despite being unable to breathe he was rock hard. The man to the right pulled his hair and pulled him off the first man’s cock. Colin took a short breath before the second man’s cock pushed into his mouth. Tears ran down his face as he wrapped his lips around the cock. Colin’s reached down and stroked his own cock as he was being face fucked. The man to his left got impatient, and pulled Colin off the other man’s cock. They were passing the sexy muscle wrestler among themselves. Colin found himself hungrily sucking each man’s cock. He was so horny. The more the men dominated him the more aroused he was becoming.
Finally they let Colin up on his muscular legs and pulled him over to the coach’s desk. They then started pulling at his wrestling briefs until it started to rip off his muscular body. Colin’s cock popped free and stood straight out, throbbing and leaking.
“Damn, look at that ass,” one of the men slapped the flawless bubble ass before them.
Colin’s ass was definitely a work of art. The men then took turns feeling it up, slapping it. All the while Colin remained rock hard as he was being used. They then pushed him down on the desk and lifted his muscular legs into the air. The taller man moved between those powerful legs and gripped his caligul covered feet.
“Please,” was all that Colin said as the man aimed his cock at his tight little hole.
The man grunted and pushed into him causing Colin to groan and throw back his head.
“Damn, he so fucking tight,” the man groaned as he pushed deeper.
When Colin opened his mouth to moan, one of the other men grabbed his hair and pushed into his mouth. Colin was soon being pounded from both in. The men could see the cock moving up and down his throat through his tight skin and throat muscles. The third man was bending over Colin and was sucking on each of his meaty nipples. All the while, Colin’s cock was bouncing to the rhythm of the pounding against his prostate.
“Please, more,” Colin cried out. His straight, macho facade was collapsing.
Colin tightened his ass muscles, milking the cock deep inside him. The taller man was fucking him harder and faster.
“Fffuck,” the man finally yelled and came hard inside Colin.
He pulled out and was quickly replaced by another man. A new cock was pushed into his manpussy and another one into his mouth. The men were taking turns fucking him. He wrapped his powerful legs around each man pulling them into him to encourage them to fuck him harder and deeper. After each man had come in his ass and mouth, it was then the coach’s turn. Coach Byers moved between the thick legs and pushed his cock into the ruined hole. Looking at his coach, Colin couldn’t hold out anymore. He cried out and shot his load high into the air. The large gobs of cum landed on his face and hair.
