Bishonen Wrestling League

The princeling flexed his left arm as his right hand was still tightly gripped into the hair of the street rat.

Aladdin face to face with the bulge of red speedo of the princeling knew what he had to do. He leaned forward and bite down into Callum’s nuts, his teeth bit through the red speedo. Callum howled out in pain as he started to viciously punch into the top of Aladdin’s head. Wildly he kept punching into the top of the street rat’s head even after the bite had been released from his crotch.

Hands once more in those oily locks of the street rat Callum shook that head back and forth savagely just before he smashed it into the hard sandy ground of the ring. As Aladdin laid momentarily knocked out on the ground Callum walked towards the ropes and shouted up to the Sultan, “I beat your shitty street rat. Now….Owwwww!! Mother fucker!!” before he could make any further reply Abu had leaped from the corner to land on the princeling’s back. The monkey had his toes gripped and clawed into the shoulders of Callum even as Abu’s fingers dug into the back of the head of the foreign prince. Angrily Abu bit down hard into the back of Callum’s head.

Desperately his hands had reached backwards trying to pry the monkey from the back of his head even as Aladdin started to stir. This had only made Abu’s attack more aggressive as his fingers and toes clawed deeper into the back of Callum’s head. His sharp teeth drawing blood as Abu made multiple bites into the back of that head of thick hair. Aladdin had sat up and was shaking his head to clear it when Callum finally managed to get a grip on the back of Abu.

Abu clung tightly onto the princeling’s head even as Callum danced about the ring trying to pry the monkey from the back of his head. The princeling yowled in pain when he finally pried the monkey from the back of his head, clumps of brunette hair in Abu’s fists, having had ripped it from Callum’s head.

“You little shit!” Callum angrily shouted as he flung the monkey across the ring. Abu collapsed after he had hit into the corner post.

Aladdin had seen it all and stood up with tears of rage in his eyes as he rushed and tackled the smaller Callum to the ground from behind. The street rat straddled the waist of Callum as he sat on the boy’s back, pounding fist after fist into the back of Callum’s head. “Bastard! Infidel! How dare you hurt Abu!”

Callum groaned in agony at those fast and furious punches into the back of his head. Aladdin lifted up that groaning head by clamping his fingers tight into and behind Callum’s ears. Hands gripped into and onto those ears the street rat bashed Callum’s head over and over again into the hard packed sand of the ring.

The street rat stood up and kicked Callum onto his back so that the princeling stared up into the bright sky. Both panted with bodies beaded with perspiration from the heat and fight. Aladdin grabbed Callum by his ankles and started to spin around and around. With each spin Callum’s body lifted up higher and higher in the air, “Let’s see how you like to be flung.”

An evil grin on the street rat’s face as Callum lifted up almost to Aladdin’s waist before Aladdin released his grip on those ankles and sent Callum skidding through the air and sand. Callum landed not far from the corner post. Aladdin advanced on the princeling with that sinister grin still on his lips.

Callum started to come round after all those blows to his head and started shaking his head no in fear at the sight of the advancing street rat. Aladdin bent downward to grab Callum by his sack and lifted the screaming princeling by his balls to toss him onto his broad shoulders. Aladdin’s fingers dug into Callum’s chin as the other hand dug in and around the red speedo’s sack as he stretched the princeling on his shoulders. Callum trapped in this position and squirmed as Aladdin walked around the ring stretching and digging his fingers hard into Callum’s chin and crotch.

After he had made three circuits around the ring Aladdin dropped Callum to the center of the ring. Callum crumpled up into a fetal position massaging his hurting crotch. Aladdin firmly planted his right down hard into Callum’s side, his bare sandy toes dug into those ribs. Aladdin kicked Callum once more onto his back, as the princeling still had both hands clutching his balls. The street rat dropped his ass down onto those arms and smooth stomach. Arms pinned Callum had been unable to do little to dislodge the bigger male. Aladdin lifted up his legs and reclined back on Callum. His rough sandy feet cupped the sides of Callum’s face. He began to squeeze Callum’s head with his feet. The princeling felt the rough sandy soles rubbed into the sides of his face and ears hurting so bad it felt like his head was in a vise with sand paper on each side of his head. Aladdin kept rubbing and smashing his feet hard into the sides of Callum’s screaming and wincing in pain face.

The bulge of the street rat grew and grew as he dominated the foreign prince until his hardon ripped through the yellow patch that had been over the crotch of his dirty white speedos. Aladdin grinned as this often happened to him in a fight. Keeping his feet locked tight and squeezing on Callum’s head the street rat started to bash the back of Callum’s head into the hard packed sand. His toes gripped tight into the mop top hair of Callum. The entire time his head was being bashed Callum had tried to buck and squirm to get out from under Aladdin; but all such actions had been in vain.

Aladdin released his feet from the sides of the princeling’s head to sit up from his reclined position. Grains of sand were now embedded in Callum’s hair and cheeks. Aladdin sat on those arms and stomach still as he leaned down and spit into each of Callum’s eyes blinding him. The street rat yanked hard on the red bandanna around Callum’s neck, and ripped it free.

The small feet of Callum started to kick up some sand as Aladdin brought the princeling’s own bandanna tight across his throat. Once more an evil grin on Aladdin’s face and eyes as he choked Callum with his own ripped up red bandanna. The street rat laughed darkly at the terror in Callum’s eyes as the young prince coughed and gurgled some, spit drooled from the foreign prince’s mouth. After a few more minutes of choking Aladdin stopped as he wasn’t done paying Callum back for hurting Abu, and he had not wanted the princeling to pass out.

For the first time Aladdin noticed that Abu seemed to have recovered and was wildly cheering him on. Aladdin stood up from his seated position on Callum, his hardon fully erect and poking out of those dirty white speedos. He used his foot to slap Callum back to a more awake state as the princeling gasped in large gulps of air, some of the color returned to his face. However though he had started to get air back into his lungs Callum still appeared light headed and not fully recovered from the onslaught by the street rat.

Published: 2020-09-29, viewed 121 times.