Try to sneak-attack him from behind

Knowing that this was your only chance to prove yourself and make yourself not known as a filthy jobber, you get up as fast as you can, still aching a little and dazed from his almost-hypnotic musk emanating through your nostrils still, you try to get him from his behind, trying to knock him down. Unfortunately... Frankie had planned this all along, which was why he was almost flashing his skin-tight ass at you in hopes that you'd be tantalized enough to go for his bait. As you push down on his ass, he barely budged and instead took you by surprise when he instead started leaning back, his ass closer and closer to your dick as he winks back at the audience. "Sooo..you thought you could trick someone like me?" Frankie said, chuckling as you were once again helpless and seconds away from bawling like a baby and almost peeing yourself from embarrassment. But, you kept your composure and Frankie began to release another barrage of gas onto your dick.

BRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPPP!!! PRRRRRHHHTTT!! BRAPP!! RRPPP!!

And with that, he was done with his cat-and-mouse game, finding you to be quite predictable for his liking. Your dick was warm like a kiln and your cheeks reddened, he looked back at you and winked before sitting down on your face, your tongue in between his sweaty, drooping ass-crack. He began to do something unexpected and leaned over a bit, using his muscular, hairy arms to jack you off, doing it for a little bit all the while you were still sputtering from the manly musk surrounding you on all sides while you came, your singlet being a wet, soaking mess and he finally got off your face and blew you a kiss. "Maybe next time you'll know not to mess with me."

The audience jeered, seeing the mess you've made in your singlet as you sit there, humiliated and submitted, accepting your loss.