The New Wrestling Foundation chapter one Johnny Morrison ha..

The New Wrestling Foundation chapter one Johnny Morrison had wrestled under many names, Johnny Nitro, Johnny Mondo, etc, and over the years had racked up many fans. However, the last few years he had waned in his popularity and was pushed back to a second level wrestler. John was frustrated as he headed back to his “dressing room”, which he shared with three other guys. Once again he was marked to lose his match, although he made it look pretty good for a while. He was sick of losing. Every wrestler had a look and Johnny had a unique one, with his long hair, his perfect chisel abs, long fur coats, rhinestone studded spandex bell bottom pants. He was arrogant and always had a big breast bimbo on his arm. Johnny fucked a different woman every night. When he reached the locker room he was approached by a small, weasel looking man, “Oh, Mr. Morrison, I've been waiting to see you.” “No fans are allowed in the back,” John had no patience right now to deal with an over the hill loser fan. “Oh, I’m not a fan. I mean I’m but I have a proposition for you. A business proposition,” the little man couldn’t keep his eyes off John’s chisel abs. “I’m Gerrod Hunley.” He held out his hand, but John just looked at it and smirked. “You need to talk to my agent,” John turned his back to the smaller man and entered the closet sized dressing room. Gerrod’s eyes focus on John’s big muscular ass in the rhinestone studded tight pants. The ass set high and tight on top of his exquisite long legs. “Oh, I’m so sorry you feel like that,” Gerrod licked his lips. Before John could turn to close the door on the annoying man’s face, John felt a shape prick on his lower back just above his buttocks. “What the fuck, you fag,” John whipped around and curled his fist. He was about to punch the man but suddenly he lost his balance and collapsed on the floor. Gerrod looked down at the adonis laying helplessly at his feet. John was conscious but was unable to move or speak. His eyes stared up in horror at the stranger. Gerrod wasted no time grabbing John by his brown mane and pulled the tall wrestler into the dressing and locked the door behind him. “Damn, you are a beautiful thing. My backers are definitely going to be happy when you perform in our ring,” Gerrod rubbed the sole of his shoe against John’s impressive crotch. Tears of fear welled in the arrogant wrestler’s eyes as he tried to plead with Gerrod to let him go. Moving his foot up John’s famous chisel abs, “now, now you had a chance for us to negotiate but you decided not to cooperate. I’m afraid my employers doesn’t take no for an answer.” Gerrod knelt down beside John and undid the flashy belt that held the tight pants in place. Once the belt was unbuckled, he rolled John onto his stomach. Johnny’s ass was sexy and round in the tight pants and Gerrod couldn’t resist giving the bubble ass a hard slap. “Damn, look at it jiggle. That is definitely a nice fuckable ass. Oh, don’t worry I will be gentle. We don’t want to damage the merchandise now do we?” Gerrod laughed and gave another hard slap on the other cheek. Johnny tried to struggle and protest but it was useless. His pleads only came out as groans and grunts. Gerrod then grabbed hold of the tight, spandex pants and pulled them down. Johnny tried to kick his legs but his muscles were useless. Under the pants, John wore a tiny pair of wrestling briefs that did nothing to hide the well sculpted ass that lay hidden under them. Gerrod then positions Johnny into a suitable position. He lifted the wrestler’s hips so the helpless stud would be on his knees and spread the thick muscular thighs. Johnny couldn’t believe this was happening to him as he laid face and chest down flat on the floor. Gerrod then pulled out a pocket knife and proceeded to cut the spandex briefs right between the muscular glutes. The tough, cocky stud began to cry as he felt the air hit his tight hole. “Man, that a beautiful pussy you got there,” Gerrod ripped the briefs further apart and admired the tight, virgin hole facing him. “I been wanting to fuck you for so long, ever since you started out wrestling under the name Johnny Nitro. Man, those were the days,” Gerrod slapped the ass again. Gerrod then reached for a bottle of baby oil that John used every time before he took the ring to give his body the glossy look and accent the deep cuts of his abs that his fans love. Gerrod pulled out his own cock and spread some of the oil on to his impressive meat. It was throbbing in his hand as he stroked it while admiring Johnny Morrison’s perfect ass. Once he covered his cock with the oil, he knelt down and poured some of the oil between John’s muscular ass cheeks. The oil ran down the deep valley straight to John’s tight little hole. “Just relax, baby,” Gerrod whispered before grabbing John by his long hair and pushing hard into the athlete's pussy. John wanted to cry out in pain as his virgin hole was ripped open. Gerrod continued to push harder and deeper, until John’s inner ring gave out. Once the tight anal muscles loosened, Gerrod pulled out and slammed back in harder. For John the pain faded, as his prostate got pounded over and over. He felt humiliated, getting fucked like some whore bitch. Gerrod was using John’s own long hair as reins and leverage while thrusting in and out of the shredded stallion. “Oh fuck you are so fucking tight,” Gerrod moaned in pure ecstasy. Gerrod continued to fuck the pro wrestler over and over. He knew he didn’t have long before they would be discovered. Fortunately, he was so close to coming. Couple more deep, long thrusts and Gerrod came deep inside John. He paused and rested on the muscular, sweat covered back. John had long since passed out from the drugs and the intense fucking. “That's it, baby, just sleep. Save your energy, you are going to have a long day ahead of you,” Gerrod kissed John’s neck and pulled out of the ruined hole. Gerrod pulled his pants back on and went to the door. Peeking out the dressing room door to see if the coast is clear, he sneaked out and wheeled in a large laundry cart that he had placed near the door earlier. Moving the cart close to the passed out wrestler, he then squatted down and lifted John over his right shoulder. He couldn’t resist slapping the firm, smooth ass. His cum was leaking out of John’s ruined man pussy. It took all of the older man’s strength to throw the muscular wrestler into the bin. Gerrod took one last look at his conquest before throwing one of John’s fur coat costume over the out cold body. He then wheeled the cart out of the dress room. As he pushed his trophy down the hall toward the arena’s loading dock, he passed the tall muscle god Randy Orten, in all of his glory. Gerrod couldn’t help but stare as he approached the legend. He was in awe of the tattooed body, ripped abs, and chisel muscles. Orten’s thighs were huge and smooth as the “Viper” wore the tiny leather briefs. From the bulge in the black wrestling briefs Gerrod could guess why they called Randy the “ viper”. Randy noticed the older, smaller man staring at him and wrestling superstar just grunted as Gerrod passed him. Gerrod smiled, “soon, very soon stud,” he mused to him as he continued to push the cart to his waiting van.