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The brawny gladiator had lost his last fight! How had he been beaten by that little small fry? He was half his size at most!

He yelped when he felt a scrawny hand make contact with his ass, causing his muscled cheek to jiggle. The smaller rival forced him onto his back so that his ass was in the air and his cock was positioned just above his face.

“I’m gonna skewer your ass like the little pig bitch that you are, then I’m going to fuck you until you cum all over your handsome face you filthy bitch. By the time I’m done you won’t be a gladiator, you’ll just be a whore begging men to fuck you for a few coins. You ready bitch?”

“N-no please I’ve never been fucked. My ass! N-NOOOOOOOO! YOU’RE BREAKING MY ASS OH GOD YOU’RE TEARING IT APART!” he yelled out as the smaller man slammed into his tight virgin hole. The sensation was more intense than anything he’d ever felt before, it was like his rival's cock was trying to pull his insides out with every thrust. The beefy gladiator tried to resist the overwhelming heat that was taking over his body until he couldn't hold back any longer.

“N-no OH GOD! I think- I think- I’M- OOOH FUCK,” he grunted, mouth agape when his own cock started spraying into it and all over his chiseled face. He couldn’t stop himself as he just kept cumming and cumming all over his face and pecs.

“That’s a good bitch, cum all over that pretty face of yours, and your shapely tits! Now beg for my cock like the whore you are!” grunted the man fucking him before violently slapping his ass over and over.

“AH OH GOD IT HURTS! MY ASS FEELS SO GOOD! PLEASE BREED ME LIKE A BITCH, CUM IN MY ASS, FILL ME WITH YOUR SEED! I-I-I’M YOURS FUUUUUCK!” the broken gladiator cried out as he came into his open and waiting mouth, oh god his seed tasted so good, like water after several days without, except nothing could quench his newfound thirst.

“Don’t worry bitch, I’m going to drill you real good,” laughed his smaller rival, planning on fucking this muscle slut for hours on end. By the time they were done, the muscular gladiator's ass was fully stretched out and his hole was leaking copious amounts of cum. The red hand prints on his beefy glutes brought him less shame than his cum covered face, some crusted over and some fresh, not that he was conscious enough to care. He hadn’t just lost the battle in the arena, he’d lost the battle here too and now he was truly broken.

“How are you feeling bitch? Fucked out yet?” asked the rival, sneering down at the used up muscle cum rag.