Greg.

32 year Old Greg sat on the sofa watching TV with amusement, he was aimlessly clicking through channels when he found a programme called " Top Ten Best Aheago faces in Wrestling!"

He laughed at how fake it looked, various wrestlers looking so stupid with their tongues out and dumb looks, it looked pathetic honestly.

Just then the door opened and his younger Brothers best friend Spurt entered the room.

Greg had never particularly liked Spurt, Spurt, much like his boyfriend Bert was at least a little over 6ft tall and covered in muscle, with a huge ass to boot.

Greg knew it was all fake, it had to be steroids and tablets, there was no way just the gym did that.

" Hello!.. Where's your bro?" Spurt asked.

" I truly don't care where he is" Greg said, he knew exactly where his brother was, out shopping, he just couldn't be bothered telling Spurt.

Spurt then looked at the tv.

"oooo are you watching wrestling!.. wow some awesome ko's there!.."

" some awful acting you mean.. I mean look at it!.. those stupid tongues out and drool.. its pathetic" Greg said.

" it's not fake dude it's when someone is ko'd so well it gives them this look"

" pftt...yeah right.." Greg said.

Spurt just looked on in annoyance, he never particularly liked his friends brother, and if he said one more thing about wrestling being fake, he'd show him just how to get an ahegao face.

" I mean look at them!" He said pointing to a women on the mat, flat on her back with a dopey smile, crossed eyes and her tongue fully out.

" I can't believe they get paid for that!" Greg said laughing again.

That was All it took for spurt.

" hey I've just remembered! Come out here, I've got something for you!" Spurt said, walking out.

" Hmm...wonder what it Is?" He said to himself, turning the tv off.

As Greg was doing that Spurt turned on his phone and set it to record.

" this is my application to have my video put on top ten ahegao faces!" He said and placed the camera on a shelf.

Greg entered the hallway.

Of all the things he had imagined when he opened the door, a a fully muscled, seven foot man dressed only in a blue speedo pelting towards him wasn't one of them.

"Huh?" He said as Spurt then expertly turned around, smashing his huge ass onto Greg's confused face.

SLAM.

"OOOOOoogvvlooooooo" Greg mumbled in Spurts Ass.

" well that worked out well!...Ha!" Spurt said as he released him.

Three things then happened. One, a leaking mess of cum splurted out of Greg's Hard cock. Then he fell to the floor, limp, asleep and Drooling.

" we are not done yet!" He said, dragging Greg outside.

He spluttered awake as they got to the garden.

" W...WHAT THE HELL...GET OFF ME YOU FREAK!.. NOW FUCK OFF!"

Spurt just stood there smiling at Greg.

" Wow.. that was intense!.. you must be thirsty after all that yelling?"

" u..um...no?...I...HEY GET OF ME!" Greg yelled as Spurt moved forward and grabbed the back of his head suddenly..

" GET OFF ME YOU FU....MMPOHHFHHHHH!" He yelled as Spurt shoved the hose pipe into Greg's mouth.

Then he turned on the hose.

Greg couldn't speak as the hose was turned on full blast, his arms waved around helplessly as he tried to get it off him but nothing worked.

MPGHHHHHHHH!

Was all Greg could say as Water poured into him.

After about 2 minutes his arms dropped uselessly to his side, and hie yes were blank and unblinking.

Spurt turned the hose off and stood opposite him.

" you OK?.. your looking a little.. funny?" Spurt said, trying not to laugh at Greg's bloated stomach.

" h..huuh...huh....huh...huh.." Greg said pathetically.

Spurt then tapped Greg's stomach and like a broken water pipe, Water Spewed out of Greg's mouth, on and on it went, his stomach returning to normal as it finally stopped.

Greg stood there for a solid Seven seconds, before his eyes rolled up slowly into the back of his head as he just crumpled to the ground, his body dropping foward and hitting the soft grass.

" I think one last ko I think.. God your weak!"

They went back to the hallway, Spurt lay Greg flat on the floor. And woke him up.

"Duuurr...I'm...noo...t..thirstyyy....hurrru"

" it's aheago time!" Spurt said.

" Durr...wha....a...arrppp....W..NOOOOO!" Greg said as Spurts huge ass dropped onto him.

SLAM.

SLAM.

SLAM.

SLAM

Again and again Spurts massive body jumped up and down on Greg, he was already **** by the first slam so the others were just knocking him further out.

Spurt then stood up, and laughed his ass off.

It was a truly hilarious sight, Greg lay there with his mouth fully open, it opened after the first slam, so now Spurts ass was a little wet from Greg's tongue, which now protruded out ridiculously, Drool dripped from his mouth as he lay there, his eyes were completely white as they'd rolled up much to far now to even be seen, a huge smile adorned his sleeping face as he lay there limp and ****.

Spurt however wanted to finish him off properly, so he pulled down Greg's pants, and put his foot on Greg's crotch, all it needed to cum once again, he grabbed his phone and zoomed in on Greg's dumb ko'd face.

" hope this will work!" He said as he sent the video off, and left the house, taking one more picture of Gregs twitching body.