There can be no greater threat than the simple phrase “I’ll make you suffer…” Something about that phrase makes cocks stand at attention instantly, especially when those words come from the mouth of a muscle-bound monster like werewolf incarnate Rhett Titus, clearly separated from his pack. But even Titus’ strength and stamina are challenged by the likes of one Brian Rich. We’ve said it before, there’s just something off about this hunk...that crooked smile...that demented laugh. Brian Rich is a glutton for pain, punishment, and threats. Violence gets him off, and he's about to get his wish.
Today we find poor, pathetic Rich mumbling like Gollum in a cage. Eyes bulging, mouth agape, like some sort of abused pet in this wrestletopia we know so well. Try not to feel the rush of heat expanding through his tight body as a potential opponent appears. Suddenly his yellow Speedos seem infinitely tighter, and the collective viewers watching slide their hands over their cocks in anticipation of what’s about to occur. Would you open that cage and let the creature out? Careful, this prettyboy brawler is so much more than he appears to be.
“Do you talk?” Titus asks, approaching the cage with caution. “Say any words? Do you bite?”
“Wanna play?” the crazed creature asks. Yeah, Titus wants to play…boot to the jaw! Heel to the chest. Now the collective viewers are pumping their fuckrods with vigor as these two brutes go at it for keeps. Rich responds with a poorly placed fist to the groin that inspires Titus to shove him into a corner and pull his hair, then pull him into a full carry with Rich’s arms and legs wrapped tightly around the lone wolf like a koala around a tree trunk. Rich throws his head back and laughs, a creature of darkness getting his fondest desire.
Soon they’re rolling and writhing, the wolf and the creature, each one fired up by the others mania and masochism, as the collective viewers blow their collective loads into space!
