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Taekwondo Alpha
Part 7
By Martin Chiao
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Taekwondo Alpha

Chapter 7

"Motherfucker... you stupid little slut. The more I degrade you, the more turned on you get, don't you?"

Qin Shou drove his hips harder, his voice dripping with venomous lust.

"Should I call them back? Huh?

"Should I have your energetic little underclassmen line up? Let them bury their thick, young cocks deep inside your hole, one by one? Let them take turns breeding you, pumping you full of cum, pounding their righteous, untouchable God-of-a-Captain into a whimpering bitch? Into a fucking cum-toilet?! Then you can waddle out to your matches with your belly full of their hot cum, winning glory for the team while dripping their messes everywhere! Fuck!"

Qin Shou paused for a split second, feeling the walls of the rectum violently contracting around his shaft.

"This tight little man-pussy is already spasming and clenching on me again. Are you fucking kidding me? Are you about to get fucked into another orgasm?!"

"You filthy mutt! You piece of trash! You disgusting whore! You're so fucking slutty, and I've barely even started having my fun! Fuck! You better hold it in! I said fucking hold it!"

Ignoring his own commands, Qin Shou pounded into the alpha with escalating, feral brutality.

Even though Wu Haojun’s face and cock were completely buried in the mountain of rancid socks, the visual evidence of his climax was undeniable.

The violent, rhythmic spasms of his gaping hole, combined with his heavily twitching, bruised testicles, told the whole story. He was crossing the edge again. Two consecutive, catastrophic orgasms in barely ten minutes.

Was this really the same untamable, aloof, and arrogantly proud God of War everyone worshipped?

Feeling the intoxicating, mind-bending contrast of this utterly degraded alpha beneath him, Qin Shou gritted his teeth, his own eyes burning with madness.

He didn't give a single damn if Wu Haojun was having another meltdown-inducing climax or not. If he broke him, he broke him.

Right now, all Qin Shou cared about was his own twisted pleasure, venting every last drop of his primal, bestial lust into this ruined body!

Right as Wu Haojun’s body locked up in the violent spasms of his own climax, Qin Shou’s massive cock pounded into his desperately clenching hole like a heavy artillery strike.

Thick, boiling-hot ropes of raw alpha cum violently erupted, blasting directly against the slick, quivering walls of Wu Haojun’s intestinal tract.

The heavy, resilient ridge of Qin Shou’s glans ground ruthlessly against the tight rectum, violently churning and spreading the thick seed deep inside him.

The sheer, explosive force of the cum shooting into him, combined with the brutal friction of the massive shaft continuing to pump, sent the alpha’s internal muscles into a frenzy of relentless, uncontrollable spasms. His entire rugged, deeply masculine physique convulsed violently in the aftermath.

"Fuck! I'll blow a hole right through this slutty little pussy! Take my fucking cum!! I'll breed you until you're completely ruined!! Fuck!! You absolute whore!!"

Staring down at the magnificent, powerful male body trembling and spurting uncontrollably beneath the might of his massive cock, Qin Shou’s overwhelming possessiveness and primal need to conquer all centralized into his scorching, heavily engorged shaft.

One rope. Two ropes. Three ropes...

Every single surge of cum was incredibly thick, obscenely heavy, and suffocatingly rich. It felt as though the billions of feral alpha seeds he had been saving up for days were now frantically fighting to possess and claim every inch of this broken body.

By the time the tenth pulse rolled around, the final few spurts were delivered with apocalyptic force. It was as if Qin Shou was trying to blast his massive cock completely through the slutty male hole, tearing it apart from the inside out.

He buried his shaft to the absolute, suffocating hilt, leaving only his two heavy, bruised-red testicles slapping wetly against the rim of the entrance as he ruthlessly bred him deep inside.

As the heavy, overlapping sounds of their ragged breathing slowly began to settle, a dark, wet stain of fresh cum seeped through the pile of rancid socks resting on top of Wu Haojun’s throbbing cock.

It was impossible to tell exactly how much he had just shot, but judging by the sight of his testicles, which had previously been bulging tightly against their bindings but now hung visibly drained and slack, it was safe to say the alpha had been completely emptied out.

"Fuck, you shot all that and you’re still clenching on me this tight?"

Qin Shou sneered, giving Wu Haojun’s ass a sharp smack.

"What, do you want me to fuck you again?"

He tapped the heavy cheek one more time, a silent signal that he was about to pull out.

Even though Wu Haojun’s body felt insanely, mind-meltingly satisfied from being pumped completely full of Qin Shou’s hot cum, the terrifying threat of being ravaged by this beast a second time shocked him right back into reality.

Panic flared in his chest, and he immediately forced his tight, slutty sphincter to relax, trying to release its desperate bite on the massive shaft.

Instantly, a thick, cloudy mixture of musky cum and internal fluids welled up around the tight seal where the base of Qin Shou’s cock met his swollen hole, slowly oozing out over his skin.

Wu Haojun couldn't see what was happening, but the obscenely loud, wet squelch echoing in the cramped space told him exactly how devastatingly filthy and depraved the sight must be.

Yet, despite his shame, his wolf-like waist, adorned with those sharp, prominent eight-pack abs, continued to twitch and squirm with helpless, slutty aftershocks.

Meanwhile, his nose and mouth took deep, desperate gasps, involuntarily inhaling the pungent, sour stench of the rancid socks suffocating his face.

"Motherfucker! You stubborn little mutt!"

Seeing this incredibly gorgeous, muscular beast still looking so shamelessly slutty, still not completely broken and begging, Qin Shou’s self-control entirely snapped.

His mind went blank with primal heat. Just as his massive cock had retreated until only the thick crown of his glans was left in the hole, he suddenly reversed course, violently slamming his heavy shaft right back into the cum-filled rectum!

SQUELCH—PFFFFFFT!

A loud, wet, incredibly filthy sound echoed through the locker as a chain of heavy cum-farts erupted from the hole.

The brutal, unexpected impact of the massive meat violently displaced the thick pool of cum already inside. A forceful geyser of mixed, murky fluids blasted out from the swollen entrance, splattering wildly across Wu Haojun’s sculpted abs and the muscular inner flesh of his thighs.

The heavy white liquid trailed down his skin in a series of thick, slutty, dripping strings.

The entire area around his abused hole was now completely drenched in semen. With every brutal slap of their hips colliding, the viscous, musky fluid stretched and snapped between their bodies like sticky webs of pure depravity.

"URGH-HAAAH~~~!!!"

Whether that unhinged, throat-tearing scream was born of sheer agony or mind-shattering satisfaction, it didn’t matter. Hearing it made a dark, terrifyingly ruthless smirk curl across Qin Shou’s face.

"Qin Shou... you bastard..."

Wu Haojun gasped, his voice trembling and broken.

"Why... why are you fucking me again...?"

"Motherfucker, you slut! You’re the one begging for it!"

Qin Shou snarled, completely flipping the blame.

"My cock was literally halfway out, and you’re still acting this fucking shameless! I guess having your face smothered in your juniors’ filthy socks really brings out the dirty little whore in you, doesn't it? Your hole is so much sluttier than it was just a few minutes ago! Fuck!"

Pinning Wu Haojun’s powerful thighs firmly in place, Qin Shou unleashed a second, frantic storm of relentless thrusts.

This time, the mechanics had changed. With the thick pool of Qin Shou’s freshly blasted cum acting as a heavy, natural lubricant deep inside Wu Haojun’s hole, the sounds of their brutal mating became devastatingly obscene.

SLOP... SQUELCH... SLOP... SQUELCH...

It wasn't just the wet, sloppy sound of flesh violently slapping against flesh. Woven into the rhythm was a deep, disgustingly shameful pop of suction, a vacuum-seal effect created as the massive shaft displaced the thick fluids, violently squeezing and pulling the inner walls with every single frantic pump.

It was the kind of filthy, wet, depraved sound that could instantly ignite the primal, bestial lust in any man who heard it. Let alone the absolute savage beast currently doing the fucking.

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