Take the Dive.

You realize all you want is to be dominated by him. “Yeah, just make sure you kick my ass.”

Lee smiles and clasps his hand around the back of your neck. He delivers a series of knee strikes into your abs until you collapse onto your knees. You start to hear cheering in the distance, signaling that your match has gained an audience.

He holds onto your head as you slump down and brings one final knee to your chin. Your head snaps back and you are seeing stars. Lee cups his hands under your chin and brings you to your feet. All you can do is sway, barely able to stand under your own power.

Lee: Well city boy, it's time to see if your hide needs a good tanning.

The Cowboy grabbed your trucks from both ends and yanked them to the ground. Your seven-inch cut cock springs up, leaking like a faucet. For the second day in a row, your ass is bare for everyone to see and the rest of the men in the gym can’t help but hoot and holler at you.

Lee: Damn boy, not a single tan line.

Lee grabs you, once again forcing his tongue into your open mouth. You instinctively kiss him back, unable to resist even if you wanted to. You step out of your gear as he pushes you into the corner, never breaking the kiss. You feel your back against the turnbuckle and his chest pushes up against yours. He presses his body hard against you, forcing what little air you have out. Your cock is rubbing up against his belly and you feel like you could cum at any moment.

He locks onto your wrist, pushes firmly and then whips you into the opposite corner. You hit so hard that you fell flat on your ass with your arms dangling over the bottom ropes.

Lee: Awe, now aint that the best lookin’ seat in the house? YeeHaw!!!!

Lee slowly peeled off his Gold Star trunks, showing off a thick ass and a juice six-inch cut cock. It may not be as long as some, but it more than makes up for it in girth. The Cowboy lined you up and rushed to your corner and jumped, spreading his legs wide. You were hit with a Bronco Buster, one, two, three, each time his sweaty ball sack hitting your face.

He reared his hips back once last time, and once you gasped for air, he sunk his cock straight into your throat. The entire arena heard you gag at the sudden invasion. Lee squeezed his thighs around your neck and began the humiliating skull fuck. Your legs started to flail, unable to adapt to this position, you continued to **** hard.

“Don’t get too carried away! In a league match you get points for humiliation, but some get deducted if you cum.” Tyson yelled from the floor.

Lee dismounts and you fall face forward onto the mat. Your body desperately tries to get some air as you **** past your saliva. He grabs you by the hair and starts bringing you to your feet. On the way, Lee can’t resist giving your face a few slaps with his wet pistol. He points you towards the trainers as the rest of the men see the beating has only made your cock harder.

Lee: Alright Y’all, it’s about time that I taught you the proper way to milk a cow.

Your head is pulled back in an inverted **** and tucked it into his armpit. Lee slams down and cracks your lower back against his knee. Your arms dangle to the side, but your legs are wide open showing everyone how much you enjoy getting your ass kicked.

Lee licks his other palm and goes to town milking your boner. The pressure around your neck is light enough to keep you in place, but also so that the guys can hear your pathetic moans. Everyone gets an amazing view as your thighs start to shake and your cock erupts all over yourself and the canvas. Before your orgasm could finish, Lee tightened up the **** and you were knocked out.

You are tossed onto the mat face up and Lee lands on top in a schoolboy pin. He takes his stiff member and pistol whips your face....1......2.......3

DING!!!! DING!!! DING!!!!

The match was over, but Lee was still pretty pent up. He got onto one knee, braced himself and pointed his cock at your face. Like any good cowboy, his six-shooter fired off huge white bullets that found their mark. Your body jumped each time a shot landed.

The area erupted in cheers as you lay there KO’ed with a proper western facial.