Enter Manuel.

Manuel, George's Friend walked upto George's House with utter confidence, he had been informed that George had a new stepbrother named Bert, and from what George had said, Bert wasn't very nice, and freakishly strong, so Manuel had done what anyone would, watched all the karate kid films and prepared to fight this large buffoon who thought he could harm his best friend!.

He knocked on the door, Bert opened it with a smile on his face.

Manuel chucked, this dude couldn't be for real could he?.. he clearly had some form of implants, there was no way berts muscles were real, and his ass?!.. there's no way that was real either, Manuel was going to destroy this fool.

" Hello!.. and who are you?" Bert said happily.

" you don't need to know my name, all you need to know is I'm George's Friend.. now let me see him" he said, pushing past Bert with confidence.

" oh he's...Currently taking a nap" Bert said.

Manuel walked into the hallway, and turned round, stood at the wall of the hallway.

" oh yeah?.. well.... you must be Bert then?" Manuel said with distaste.

" Umm..yep!.. I'm George's new stepbrother!"

" really.. and where exactly did you get your implants?.. I mean.. they are utterly ridiculous.. I bet your actually just as weak as a little kid, now let me tell you.. you do anything else to George, your going to regret it, I will knock you so silly you won't be able to..."

SLAM

"uuUuuuu?"

Manuel, in the middle of his speech hadn't noticed Bert gearing up, and suddenly Bert charged at him, Berts body smashing into Manuel's.

Bert moved back a few paces.

" I'm sorry.. you were saying?"

Manuel just stood there, staring blankly at Bert.

" I...IDuuuuuuuuuhhhhh...." Manuel Said, as his eyes Completely crossed, and he just slid down the wall, dropping to his knees, then collapsed forward, dropping to the floor, face down, ass sticking up.

" Uhhhhhh..." he moaned, beggining to drool.

" I think I'll teach you a lesson to!" Bert said, picking Manuel up and carrying him downstairs over his shoulder.

A FEW HOURS LATER.

" Ughhh...yesss...welcome tooo McDonald's...how might I...ughh!" Manuel said, shaking his delirium away.

Bert stood in front of him, dressed in nothing but a blue speedo.

" uhhh...EWWW!.. that us not what I want to see when I wake up!..w..wait...where am...YOU!" Manuel said, pointing to Bert.

" you knocked me out!" He yelled, standing up, then realised he was in a wrestling ring.

" where are we?!"

" relax, your in my basement, we're going to have a little match me and you!" Bert said happily as he stepped into the ring.

Manuel tried not to look at the huge Ass that Bert had as he stood in.

" W..well alright then!.. fine by me!.. let's have a good old match.. you'll be **** by the first minute!" Manuel said.

" Sure" Bert replied.

DING DING.

" Alright you large freak prepare to..."

" HAPPY VISIT TO LA LA LAND!" Bert yelled, and in one quick motion smashed his fist against Manuel's left cheek, putting and end to his speech.

THWACK..

Manuel turned fully around, already **** but still standing.

Not for long though as he body fell forward, onto the ropes of the Ring, dangling off them limply, Drool began leaking from his mouth again as his tongue lolled out.

" well that's no fun.. he's already out.. let's see how he lasts against my ass!" Bert said happily.

He tapped Manuel's face gently, Manuel opened his crossed eyes.

" Duuuhhrrr.. Will.. that..be..check...orr..cashh.sirr" He said as stars flew around his head.

Bert placed him in a sitting position gently, and made sure he fully recovered, once it looked like he was regaining sense, Bert took off Manuel's pants.

" I do wanna see if my ass makes you cum like my new stepbrother!" Bert said.

" uhhhh...what the he...what happened?.. why...o..wh..what are you doing?...oh...OH NOOOO...PLEASE DON..."

SMASHHH.

Bert ran at him, then at the last second turned round, so Manuel, like George, got a full, massive ass envolping him, knocking him out.

" plehhhhhh" he said inside berts ass as He passed out, and, much to berts happiness, he noticed a stream of cum leaking from Manuel's underwear.

" Ha!." Bert said.

Once Manuel's **** head plopped out of berts ass, Bert redied him for the next ko, a traditional bonk on the head, he held Manuel up, and put him on the ropes facing Bert.

Bert poured a cold bottle of water over Manuel's head.

" u..ughhhh!... what the he...EWWW YOU KNOCKED ME OUT...W..WITH YOUR..." Manuel Said, to angry to even think straight.

" yes I did, nighty night!" Bert said, then raised his fists, then brought them down onto Manuel's head.

BONKK..

Manuel's eyes crossed and rolled upwards, his mouth hung open and he moaned as he dropped out ****, dropping to the cm canvas.

" awww it's OK buddy one last ko!" Bert said, dragging Manuel up, and tapping his face.

" uhhh...is it..naptime...daddy?.. I don't wanna..go ..schoool" Manuel said dreamily.

" aww good news!.. your gonna get a huge lie in instead!" Bert said happily.

" Y..yayyy!...w..wait..what am saying?.. I.. I'm going to DESTROY YOU!.. YOUR GOIN..."

THWAMMM.

" Uuuurpppp" Manuel said as Bert uppercuted him into oblivion, he flew to the others idea of the ring, smashing into the canvas on his back.

He had a dopey, dazed smile, cum once again leaked from his stiff erection, his eyes were crossed in nearly different directions and his twitched continuesly, forget an hour, or a few, Manuel was out till at least the next day,,possibly after that to.

" well that was largely pathetic" Bert said, picking Manuel up by the leg and carrying him to George's room, where George currently slept of his knockout.

" well now you've got a friend!" Bert said, dropping Manuel onto George.

Bert took one last selfie slapping Manuel's ass then left.