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Conquest of the Latin Stallion
Part 10 - A Final Sparring Lesson
By Randy Dragon
Email: hornyfiredragon@googlemail.com

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Conquest of the Latin Stallion

Part 10 – A Final Sparring Lesson

by Randy Dragon

Email: hornyfiredragon@googlemail.com

Ramon woke up in the morning with an aching head. His red eyes blinked to avoid the sun that was shining through the gym's windows.

He felt as if he had wrestled a gorilla. Groaning he heaved his mangled body from the floor.

His macho ego wanted to believe, that he had had a bad dream, however, there was dried cum all over his battered body and there was the panty hose gagged into his mouth.

"Shit!" he spat the gag out. He yawned while rubbing his stiff neck that was still showing the marks from Howie's love bites.

"Fuck!" He had wanted to get laid but he had been screwed.

His gaze traveled down between his legs. The usual impressive outline of his juicy set of balls was now shrouded by the wrinkled skin of the emptied nut sac. The raging hard-on from the night before was gone and all that was left of his once proud cunt stretcher was a deflated limp meat knob coated with dried cum.

If he had been overpowered by a stronger opponent and even raped he could have dealt somehow with this kind of defeat. He had met his match, however, being mastered by two scrawny nerds. Still finding it hard to accept, that his juices had been extracted just for the purpose of being used in a high school experiment, he sat down on the bench and looked thoughtfully at the panty hose in his hands.

Nigel and Bekim the stocky Indonesian entered the gym for their morning warm-up. They were stunned to find Ramon buck naked, cum-covered with a panty hose in his hand.

"Wow! Somebody had quite a night!" Nigel laughed. "How many chicks did you fuck, champ, although you look rather fucked up yourself."

"Oh shut up you asshole. Mind your own business!" Ramon wanted to shout but he could only rasp.

"Hey nobody calls me an asshole!" Nigel replied angry.

"Well I do, sucker!" Ramon rose from the bench.

"That's it! You and I have a score to settle anyway", Nigel yelled.

"Oh really! Aussie boy needs another lesson, isn't it?" Ramon challenged.

"You tricked me and you only got away from him," Nigel pointed at Bekim, who hadn't said a word so far, "just because you were lucky!"

"I ain't need luck or tricks to fuck you losers!" Ramon boasted.

"Ok, big shot. You want it!" Nigel stripped the T-Shirt over his head and kicked his sneakers of. Clad only in his faded jeans he climbed into the gym's wrestling ring.

"And you'll get it!", Ramon looked for his pants.

"No need for that, we are in private aren't we?" Bekim wearing a pair of shorts grabbed the Latino's arm and pushed him to the ring.

"Fuck you, gook!" Ramon snorted. He wanted to lunge at Bekim when Nigel grabbed him from behind and pulled him over the top rope inside the ring. Ramon stumbled and fell in the center. Nigel went after him and applied a full nelson before he could get up on his feet.

Ramon struggled violently, but the brats had screwed him too good. The Viagra was still forcing him into an erection. Nigel laughed when saw Ramon's hardening cock flapping around over the pathetic shrunken set of balls while he was struggling.

"Where did your balls go lover-boy?" Nigel sneered.

"Damn you sheep sucker!" Ramon cursed. While he was still kept firmly in the Australian's hold Bekim bent his knees. In shock Ramon realized that the Asian had lowered his pants and was offering him his dick.

"Nooo ..mmmmhhh ...mmphh," Ramon's protest was muffled by Bekim's cock.

"Now you suck!" the Asian commanded.

Ramon found himself on all fours, his head now kept pressed against Bekim's groin, while he was sucking the Asian's shaft.

Nigel had discarded his jeans and straddled the kneeling Latino. Bekim withdrew his cock and Nigel clenched his thighs around Ramon's waist. When the viselike grip closed, Ramon howled in pain.

"Yes, ridem' Cowboy!" Bekim cheered and Nigel paraded Ramon through the ring on all fours until the Mexican collapsed under him.

Nigel turned the helpless wrestler on his back. He kneeled taking the Latino's head between his thighs and force-fed him again his cock. Bekim grabbed Ramon's ankles and spread the legs into a wide V-shape. With his butt high in the air, Ramon's asshole was defenseless exposed. Bekim looked questioningly at Nigel, while Ramon struggled weakly.

"Go ahead, nail that pussy-boy", Nigel encouraged his friend, who rammed his dick into the howling Mexican.

"Fucked, fucked by a gook," Ramon hollered ashamed of his performance.

"My girl would never like such a loser as you are," Nigel laughed. He pulled his dick from Ramon's mouth and rubbed it across the crimson sweaty face. Saliva and pre-cum mixed with Ramon's tears of pain and humiliation. Before the fallen champion was able to answer, Nigel fed him his 10 inch Aussie meat again. His hairy nut sac was pressed over Ramon's nose, when Nigel drove his dick down his throat as deep as it would go.

"Yeah suck me, pussy-boy!" Nigel was close.

Bekim enjoyed plowing the tight rectum. He held Ramon's leg's by the ankles and pulled the curling toes into his mouth. The involuntary wriggling of Ramon's hips told the Asian that the Mexican had started to enjoy the fuck-ride.

"Look at that whore, he likes it!" Nigel hollered. “Mmmhh,” Bekim enjoyed the smelly toes.

"Not such a macho man anymore, uhh shit I'm cuming!" Nigel howled. Again he pulled his throbbing dick from Ramon's mouth. It took just a few jerks and he shot a huge load of gooey cum over the panting wrestler's face.

The Latino was still blinking the cum from his eyes, when the Indonesian withdrew his cock. Continuing to pump his meat Bekim pointed his dick across the sweat-soaked muscle boy. Nigel understood immediately, what Bekim was up to. He grabbed Ramon's head and forced him to face Bekim.

"Uuhhh ... yeah, " Bekim came with a frantic roar. A huge gush of creamy spunk squirted over Ramon's chest and hit him right into his face.

"Noooooo!" The Mexican howled in frustration, when the salty slime drooled into his mouth.

Ramon screamed more than once during the sparring lesson that the two provided him. Bekim and Nigel tried every hold on him that they knew. His once hard-muscled body was thoroughly softened and when he finally begged them to stop, they stretched and strained him a little bit more until he cried almost hysterically for mercy.

Epilogue:

Press Report:

Today the International Free Style Wrestling Championships started with a scandal. Favorite and reigning champion Ramon Valderrama from Mexico was found unconscious in the arena when the gates opened this morning. It was reported that apart from a panty hose he was naked. He had been sent to a hospital. The organizers announced later that Mr. Valderrama will no longer compete in the tournament. The World Free Style Wrestling Federation has suspended Mr. Valderrama's license until he will explain his indecent exposure. Mr. Valderrama was not available for any comment.

THE END