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Downfall

by Merlin

Downfall

By Merlin

Nick stood 6 feet tall, weighed 185 pounds of pure ripped muscle. His 28 inch waist, flowing black hair, eight pack abs, and wide lats made Nick the envy of Worthington University. Nick was definitely the BMOC even though he was just a sophomore. He routinely landed the hottest sorority chicks to satisfy his eight inch sword. Nick’s arrogance was legendary; he was the star of the university wrestling team, never lost a match either in university or high school, and easily bested the toughest opponents in mere seconds. Not content with just winning, he taunted his defeated foes all the while posing for the spectators to show off all the defined striations of his super buffed body.

Chin was in love with Nick’s muscled body. Chin was an exchange student from China who weighed about 85 pounds and was all skin and bones. He stood about 4 feet 8 inches tall and wore thick nerd like glasses to assist his faulty vision. To help pay his way through university, Chin worked in the school gym as an attendant along with his friends Minh and Tran. While the positions provided rather meager wages, it did give them an opportunity to see the university’s many fine looking athletes in action to support their jerk-off fantasies. Minh and Tran were also exchange students and were of roughly the same small stature as Chin. Other than themselves, they had few other friends and most university students, especially the athletes, took to mocking them due to their wimpy appearances.

Nick was particularly abusive towards Chin and his friends. Minh’s job was to clean the wrestling mats with salt water each day. On one occasion Minh inadvertently splattered the saltine water on Nick as he was doing sit-ups nearby, dampening the lycra fabric of Nick’s singlet around his ripped midsection. “Fuck’n watch it wimp,” Nick roared as he got off the floor and proceeded to dump the water bucket over Ming’s head. Everybody in the gym watching was overtaken with laughter. Nick mocked “You fuck’n little wimps, you aren’t even men, no muscle, just skin and bones.” Nick struck his famous double bicep pose and pulled his singlet off his shoulders revealing his defined eight pack and buffed chest for all to savor. Nick’s body was amazing. He was routinely approached for modeling assignments but instead set his sites on making the U.S. Olympic team. The undefeated champ was a sure-thing and looked particularly forward to kicking some Chinese ass at the Beijing games. “My arms are bigger than your legs, you little faggots” Nick bellowed as he flexed his defined triceps for added emphasis. Continuing his show, Nick flexed every muscle in his body, revealing the full depth of his strength and god like body. As he did so, the blue lycra fabric encapsulated his cock and low hanging balls, further confirming to all that Nick was not only one ripped super stud; but he also had the equipment that counted.

Chin and Tran were in awe of Nick’s display but attempted to ignore it while helping Minh pry the water bucket off his head. Minh was in tears due to the embarrassment.

Gradually, the gym spectators and other athletes filed out, leaving Nick to return to his sit-ups, and Minh, Tran and Chin finish the clean-up. Minh and Tran returned to the storage room to refill the bucket so they could complete their tasks and head home trying to forget the shame at Nick’s hands. As they did so, Chin walked over to Nick. “You are so arrogant” Chin lectured. “You think that because you have all that muscle, you are better than us” Chin berated. Nick stood up, towering over Chin, “I don’t just think I’m better than you, I AM better than you” Nick roared. “I’m undefeated. Nobody can beat me. Look at me. I have the body you wish you had!” Nick mocked, flexing his chest at the same time.

“Undefeated?” Ming queried. “Well that’s because you haven’t wrestled me.” Nick roared with laughter, “Sure, wimp. You?” “Haha…I’d break you in half in two seconds.”

Tran and Minh returned from the store room to find Chin challenging Nick to a wrestling match. “I have witnesses” Chin egged, “You are scared to wrestle me.” Nick couldn’t believe what he was hearing and readily accepted Chin’s challenge. “I’m gonna kick your ass!” Nick hollered. “I doubt it” Chin murmured, “I’m gonna make you into my bitch!”

Without warning, Nick dove at Chin, knocking him to the ground. Chin cried out in pain from the attack and observed the buffed champion zooming in for the kill.

Nick straddled Chin clamping his rock hard thighs on Chin’s exposed body. Nick struck a double bicep pose over Chin, his ripped chest bulging out of the tight blue lycra wrestling singlet and his eight pack abs clearly visible under the fabric sheen. “This is the body of a real man,” Nick mocked. Self-absorbed in his own muscle glory, Nick didn’t notice as Chin was able to slide is boney right arm free from Nick’s vice-like legs. Chin looked up at the ripped demi-god and cracked a slight smile muttering quietly, “Now it’s my turn, champ.” Sensing the opportunity to strike, Chin reached his free hand towards Nick’s bulging ball sack which was clearly visible beneath the form-fitting singlet, quickly wrapping his boney fingers around them, and violently yanking down as hard as he could muster.

Nick roared, collapsing from his position on top of Chin in a spasm of unbelievably sharp pain. “Fuck, my balls…my fucking balls” Nick gurgled.
Observing from the sidelines, Minh and Tran busted out in laughter at the site of the ripped wrestling champ grasping at his crushed balls while twisting on the floor, recoiling in agony.

Chin knew Nick would recover quickly notwithstanding the merciless attack on his ball sack. Chin also recognized the buffed wrestling champ would never go down easily especially to someone of Chin’s stature.

Thinking fast, Chin jumped to his feet and raced over to the bucket of salt water Minh just refilled. Chin formed his tiny index and middle fingers into a “V-shape” and dunked them into the saltine solution and hurriedly raced back towards Nick.

Still writhing in pain and clutching his aching balls, Nick looked up at Chin and muttered, “I’m going to fucking kick your ass you little …” Cutting off the champs diatribe, Chin poked Nick’s eyes with his saltine laced fingers, causing Nick to squirm in pain on the floor while severely impairing the champs vision. Nick quickly moved his hands away from his throbbing ball sack and covered his burning eyes, inadvertently rubbing in the saltine solution further, causing more pain and vision impairment. “My eyes, fuck, my eyes, you little fucker!” Nick stammered.

Tran and Minh roared again with laughter.

With Nick’s muscled body now exposed, Chin again wrapped his boney fingers around Nick’s sore ball sack and squeezed down hard sending flairs of pain throughout Nick’s ripped body. “Fuck! No..no…no!” Nick screamed “My balls…no!” Nick hurriedly reached down, trying to pry Chin’s fingers from his jewels but Chin’s fingers seemed almost glued in place. “Not so tough now, huh champ?” Chin mocked, squeezing even harder. Nearly faint, Nick was finally able to break away from Chin’s death grip. Nick curled on the floor in pain grasping at his bruised balls. “Fuck,” Nick muttered, “no way this little chink takes me.”

Nick’s vision started to return but he was seeing double, sometimes triple or more, as Chin constantly moved around in front of him. Suddenly, Nick managed to stand upright and dove at Chin but he completely missed his target by nearly five feet and instead landed on a sideline bench, the side rail jamming Nick’s already bruised ball sack. “Argghhhhhhh” Nick yelped. Minh and Tran bellowed with laughter at the site of the champ’s mishap. Chin grabbed Nick’s right leg and roughly pulled him off the bench causing Nick to spill to the floor, his fall broken by his left knee cap which hit the cement floor with a thud. Nick shrieked in pain.

“After I finish with you, your gonna be called Nicky,” Chin mocked.

To be continued

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