This tale of macho pride, big muscle thugs, and total domination takes place at night in a quiet alley owned by the Brotherhood.
There is an alternate ending to this story. But unlike Crush the Dwarves! I didn't wait until after the series was posted to create it. The alternate ending is already done and written and will be posted later tonight.
Enjoy, you guys! Here's Muscle City Night Fight...
Deep in the heart of Muscle City, a metropolis whose politics and people were controlled by an ever-growing number of thugs, existed the Pythons, the most prevalent and successful of all of the city's criminal organizations. Ranking high on the Python's roster of members was Butch, a smooth-headed muscle monster with a lust for wrestling, domination, and sex with anyone unlucky enough to be walking alone down the same dark road as him.
Butch was a proud man and proud of his accomplishments within the Pythons, so whenever he heard anyone disrespect his gang, he would become enraged and strike them down without mercy. Lately, Butch was hearing whispers about a rival gang, the Brotherhood. He heard that one of its punks, a black muscleman named Jamal, was badmouthing the Pythons and its men.
Butch growled and clenched his fists in anger. He'd make Jamal sorry he ever opened his mouth! That very night, Butch tracked down Jamal and confronted him in a quiet alley near the outskirts of the Brotherhood's turf.
The black stud flashed Butch a cocky smile and casually strolled over to him. "You got some nerve, bitch, comin' into my territory. You lookin' to get your pretty, little ass stomped into the ground?"
"Damn right," Jamal answered, pushing back against the white thug. Their big nipples rubbed firmly together as the two proud men stood their ground, neither backing down. "You little fuckers ain't NOTHIN' against the Brotherhood!"
That was all that Butch needed to hear. He pulled his fist back and sent it against Jamal's sneering face! KRAK! The black stud reeled and stumbled back with a loud grunt.
"Gonna make you eat them words -- Python style!" Butch promised through a growl. He sent his fist flying into Jamal's exposed abs, causing spittle to fly from his opponent's groaning lips.
Jamal felt as though a sledgehammer had just assaulted his gut. He bent forward slightly, holding his stomach in an attempt to quickly recover. Butch grabbed hold of Jamal's crotch and clutched it tightly, lifting his body up into the air!
The Brotherhood thug groaned and held onto Butch's shoulder as he was held sideways. The Python sneered nastily at him, groping his butt through his cargo shorts.
In one fluid motion, Butch raised the muscleman high up and brought his back down onto his bended knee! Jamal's back cracked and popped in the attack and a loud scream of pain was forced from him.
"FEEL THAT?!" Butch snarled, pressing him down even further. "FUCK YEAH!!"
Butch shoved Jamal to the ground with a grunt. The rival gang member groaned and rolled away, into the middle of the street, narrowly avoiding a vicious stomp from Butch's sneakered foot.
"Fuck... Aw fuck..." Jamal moaned, spread eagle on the cold road. Both his back and belly ached, but he knew that he couldn't turn tail and run. He had to defend the honor of the Brotherhood!
But as he was lost in thought, he never noticed Butch leap into the air! Butch stretched his elbow out and brought his triceps down upon Jamal's neck! The blow shocked the black stud and caused him to choke!
"You still think you're hot shit, Brotherhood Bitch?" Butch mocked, getting up and delivering a series of stomps directly onto Jamal's shoulder. With every hit, the white thug felt proud to be a Python. His every attack would teach the other gangs in the city who actually rules.
"Get these fuckin' pants off," he then growled, yanking Jamal's shorts clean off his hips and throwing them to the curb! He laughed out loud as the cobalt blue bodybuilder trunks the black stud was wearing came into view. Jamal's face burned with humiliation.
"You wanna see a real man?" Butch grunted, unsnapping his belt and dropping his pants to reveal his own emerald green trunks. He struck a most muscular pose for the Brotherhood member. "This is real muscle, baby."
Grabbing hold of Jamal's throat, the Python forced him to his knees. He then grabbed hold of the black stud's shaved head and growled, "Get the fuck up! I ain't done beatin' some sense into your punk ass!"
Jamal slipped out of Butch's grasp and rolled away. Coughing roughly, he stood again and moved quickly to grab at his foe's throat in return. With a growl, he clenched his fist and shouted, "Time to knock you the fuck out!"
BAM!! The black thug struck a perfect uppercut, nailing a shocked Butch under the jaw and sending him flying back and to the ground!
Butch looked up to see a double vision of Jamal, both blurry and spinning. The rival gang member grunted and stomped his white opponent's hard gut, knocking the breath from him. He then delivered three quick stomps to Butch's shoulder as payback. The cleats on Jamal's boots dug into the Python's skin, causing him even greater pain.
"On your belly, bitch!" Jamal grunted, kicking Butch in the side and forcing him to roll over. The ebony muscleman squatted down near his foe's head and grabbed hold of his wrists. He hooked his left leg over Butch's right shoulder and pulled his arms back mercilessly, forcing the white thug to endure an agonizing shoulder stretch!
"YEAH!!" Jamal roared as his opponent fought the urge to scream! Butch's struggles proved futile as Jamal held him in place, pulling his arms up and back!
Eventually growing bored with the hold, Jamal let the Python fool's limbs fall to the road. He grabbed his bulging blue pouch and squeezed it. He was feeling pretty hot working over this arrogant alpha male. He grabbed hold of the back of Butch's trunks and began to slowly peel them down, exposing his muscle butt.
"Sweet ass, Python bitch," he snickered, tugging the green fabric down and yanking them all the way off. Butch groaned as he felt the night air kiss his fair, Irish-ancestral butt cheeks.
Butch groaned and sat upright. His first instinct was to find his clothes and cover his throbbing cock. "Shit..." he thought to himself, unable to see where they were. "Where'd he throw my fuckin' trunks?"
But Jamal wouldn't give him time to sit around. He placed his arms akimbo and barked, "Get that pale ass up and fight me, white boy!"
Jamal bounced his pecs and grunted at the sorry sight of the nude thug down on his knees. The fight going his way got his cock throbbing and bulging. The added bonus of seeing that Python's hot ass only made it sweeter.
"The Pythons ain't shit," he mocked his opponent. "Just a bunch of punks. When I get through kickin' your ass, I'm gonna fuck it!" He bounced his pecs again and shouted, "THE BROTHERHOOD OWNS THIS DAMN CITY!"
Butch was pissed. He snarled and stood ready to fight, his naked cock swaying with his every movement. The two men locked eyes as their muscles tensed and flexed. This was it, they realized. The battle would soon be decided...
The Python moved quickly, sending his black sneakered foot into the Brotherhood member's chest! The kick was so forceful, the impact sent him flying! Jamal landed near the curb with a thud, returning him to the intense pains he felt before.
"F...fuck..." he groaned as the nude white muscleman came to kneel over his chest! Butch snarled like a wild dog and raised his fists high overhead! Fear filled Jamal as his opponent readied an attack!
"HRGH!!" Butch roared, bringing his fists down hard upon Jamal's big pecs! Over and over, he attacked, slamming his fists into those pecs. He worked to break them down with every blow, softening them into jelly.
Finally, Jamal could take no more! He raised his hand and groaned into Butch's hot groin, "I... give..."
Butch halted his attacks and sat upright, flexing his big arms and bouncing his pecs. The submission came as no surprise to the stud. Right after the boss, he was the best around! No man could beat his muscle and might! He dipped his heavy orbs into Jamal's open and gasping mouth and grunted, "Yeah... Get suckin' on Big Butch's big ol' balls."
He leaned over and grabbed hold of his foe's nylon-lycra-covered cock and balls. He fondled and groped the fat package through the shiny material and grunted. "You're just one more bitch who wants to take a ride on this python-size thug cock."
The white stud brought his hand to his left pectoral and rubbed the muscle he spent years to perfect. He thumbed and pinched the big nipple that adorned the meaty flesh, pulling it as far as he could before letting go.
Satisfied that the loser had submitted in earnest, Butch stood and commanded Jamal to kneel before him. He raised his arms in a double bicep pose and declared, "See this muscle? This is what makes me a Python. You Brotherhood Bitches will never beat all this beef!"
With his every flex and pose, his hard cock throbbed and began leaking thick strands of precum onto the ground below.
"I can't believe how big and hot this fucker is..." Jamal thought in awe. Butch really was incredible as he knelt there, looking up at a true muscle thug. He felt a twinge of envy for the man. His power and status were everything Jamal strived to achieve. He wanted it to be him standing there, towering menacingly over a groveling Butch. But that was not to be tonight.
"Now wrap those sweet, black lips around my cock and get a taste of a real man!"
With no choice but comply, Jamal rested his hands on Butch's meaty thighs and got to work, engulfing the fat cock of his new master. Inch after inch sank past his lips as he worshiped the rod of the better man.
Butch's flavorful pre dominated his mouth as gushes of the thin lubricant was pumped onto his tongue and down his throat. His own manhood bounced and drooled precum as he bobbed his head up and down the Python's cock.
"Aw fuck yeah..." Butch hissed, pressing Jamal's head down. "Use your tongue. Get that fat cock all wet."
Butch placed his hands behind his head and sighed. He loved winning fights and sticking his cock into every hole the loser had to offer. He could feel Jamal's tongue glide over his slit, stimulating the tender flesh just inside. He chuckled to himself. This bitch knew how to suck cock pretty damn well. In Muscle City, the weak quickly learned to be very proficient cocksuckers.
The Python thug pushed his latest slave onto his back. He towered over the quivering loser and squatted down to grab his legs. Jamal knew what was about to happen. Yet, despite his fear of being fucked by this muscle monster, his cock continued to flow a steady stream of pre.
"YEEEEAAH!!" Butch roared, shoving his sopping-wet cock into Jamal's hole! The black thug screamed out as his ass was pierced and stuffed full of his enemy's fat cock!
Butch was in heaven as he made quick work of thrusting himself balls-deep into the Brotherhood member's tight butt. Those muscles clamped down around him, massaging the conquering invader and sending him to greater levels of pleasure.
"You like Big Butch's cock plowin' your hot, black ass?!" Butch mockingly asked as he fucked hard and deep, drilling himself in time and again. His thrusts intensified by the heat of victory sex and the sounds of submission being given by the humiliated and devastated Jamal.
Knowing that he was in Brotherhood territory, Butch had to strike a balance between speed and the lesson he was currently teaching. He figured that Jamal wouldn't call out for his bros, even if he saw them passing in the distance. If they saw him this way, there's no way he'd ever live it down. But still, Butch knew he couldn't take a chance that they'd come around on a whim and find them mid-fuck.
Butch forced Jamal up onto his feet and bent the loser forward. He slammed himself back inside and fucked fast and hard, enjoying the thrill of screwing a defeated rival thug.
"Who're the top dogs in this city, bitch?! TELL ME!"
"THE PYTHONS!!" Jamal cried out, working his butt back against Butch's insistent fucking.
Happy with that, the white stud could finally cum! He threw his arms up in a double bicep pose and bellowed, "FUCK YEAH!!" as he unloaded his balls'-worth of seed into Jamal's well-fucked ass!
"OH FUCK!!" Jamal, too, shouted, thrust over the edge into the most intense orgasm of his life. Without even touching it, his big, black shaft bounced and spurt seven loads of cum onto the road! He could feel Butch's own semen flooding his hole, filling his belly full.
Butch shoved Jamal to the ground and kicked him to roll onto his back. Jamal moaned, but complied. Butch took his well-earned seat atop Jamal's face, humiliating the black thug one last time before he would gather up his and his new bitch's clothes and make his way back to the Python's lair.
"Fuck yeah..." he grunted, enjoying Jamal's soft licks at his unfucked hole. "Pythons rule."
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