Rising Star, Falling Star (3/4)
Added 2018-03-03 04:59:59 +0000 UTC
The muscle jock wrestler was a rising star no more. After publicly fucked on stage by a weak towel boy, he simply was not wanted on stage ever again. But he still needed to come to the backstage locker room --- it was in his contract. Day after day, he was gang fucked by the other wrestlers and staff whenever and wherever. He was no more than just a muscle cum dump. Cock after cock, load after load, his pride completely shattered as he started to accept his fate.
A few days later, the owner of the arena walked in on several men fucking him. He looked up at the boss in both hope and fear: hope, because perhaps the boss would stop the others, perhaps he has another way out. Fear, because after all, he signed a contract to wrestle but now he was incapable of doing so.
The boss just stood there, grinned, and then slowly took out his cock from his pants. A true giant. A monster. The muscle jock instantly knew that he was done for good.
The boss’ reason was simple: he had signed a contract with the jock, so he had to pay him anyways. Since the muscle jock was worthless on stage now, he might as well recover his loss by turning the jock into a group benefit for the rest of his staff. And of course, himself too.
As the muscle jock was forced to get pec-fucked by the monster cock, the other staff joined in, stuffing big meat clubs into his broken pussy and drooling mouth. The muscle jock simply had to accept his miserable fate now, and once he did, his muscular body reacted instantly: he was finally fucked to cum.
(Thanks to Hotcha for inspirations!)
