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Rocksteady strolled into ring, decked out in his camouflaged trunks and eye mask, ready to give the fuzzy-brown intruder that had been giving him trouble what-for.

"Been waitin on me, fur-face," Rocksteady asked, as he causally stretched his rippling pecs and rolled his chiseled biceps, "Been waitin' fer a chence ta pound yer furi hide."

Across from him in a shiny neon-green speedo stood the fuzzy brown interloper himself, a lightly-furred mongrel from the planet Plundarr who called himself Jackalman.

"Nya, as if you'd be able to get within 5 feet of me, you gray lummox," said the aforementioned canine, who threw the words out over his shoulders as he casually stretched himself, "We both know that I'll be the one who wins this match."

"We'll see abot dat," Rocksteady called back, as he casually stretched his own limbs, "By the time I'm done wit ya's, I'll pounds ya proper-like." He turned to face Jackalman, cupping the prodigious bulge on the front of his trunks and humping the air towards him, a lewd look crossing his crooked face, his sordid intentions all too clear. "Dat pretty littl' ass of yours ain't gonna be so pretty when I'm dhrough wit it."

Jackalman rolled his eyes. "Ooohhh, I'm shaking," he sneered, "My 'pretty littl' ass' is more than enough to handle you. You'll see."

"Wanna bet, dog-breath?"

Turning around Jackalman mooned the muscle-gutted Rocksteady, smacking his pert speedo-clad ass in the rhino's direction, inviting the foot clan enforcer to make good on his word.

Narrowing his eyes at the sight in front of him Rocksteady shot out of his corner like a torpedo, his heavy footsteps banging the canvas as he charged across the ring at Jackalman. A well-placed side-step on Jackalman's part sent Rocksteady flying into the turnbuckle.

"Was that, a breeze? Come on, you can do better than that."

Rocksteady was quick to recover, thanks in no small part to his thick skin, which had absorbed most of the impact. Collecting himself he rushed again towards Jackalman, who again waited until the very last moment to dodge. He made several more passes at Jackalman, trying his damnedest to grab him. And every time Jackalman dodged the charge, his evasive movements timed to perfection.

"What's the matter, Rocky? Thought you were better than that."

Jackalman's ill-spoken words only served to anger Rocksteady, a fact made readily apparent in the rhino's sudden burst of gusto. Rocksteady's charging grew fiercer and faster, and gap Jackalman was able to put between the two shrinking with each pass.

It was an errant step on Jackalman's part that gave Rocksteady the opening he needed; before Jackalman was able to correct his stance, Rocksteady had already turned around and was running towards him at full speed. Jackalman barely registered the grey blur before a heavy something smacked him across the chest, colliding into him with such force that it sent him flying, head over heels, onto the mat.

"Ooomph!!"

Jackalman's body hit the canvas with an audible thud, bouncing up once before Rocksteady's heavier physique slammed down on top of him, pinning him to the mat. Reaching around Jackalman's chest Rocksteady grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back, holding them down with his body. Jackalman's struggles amounted to zilch in the face of Rocksteady's superior strength; no matter how hard he tried the hold Rocksteady had on his arms refused to yield.

"Yeus ain't goin' nowhare, dog-breath. Gonna have ta show yeus who's in charge here."

Rocksteady shifted a bit in his place on Jackalman's back, sliding his legs out on either side of Jackalman's and bringing his shapely hips up to the backside of the furry mutant's lime-green speedo, and proceeded to violently hump his camo-clad bulge into the Jackalman's ass.

"Wuuuaahh!"

"Umf! Dat's right!"

Rocksteady continued to dry-hump Jackalman's pucker, all the while teasing him about all the nasty things he was going to do to him, before a quivering sensation in his lower reaches brought an end to Rocksteady's teasing. Quickly he reached down and yanked Jackalman's speedo down to his knees, exposing the pert little ass nestled within. He pulled down his custom-made camouflaged trunks and pulled out his gargantuan cock. Rocksteady spit into his hand and lubed up his cock, muttering under his breath about it angled it just above Jackalman's trunks, and then without any warning thrust the aforementioned meatlog deep into his ass.

"Aaahhh!"

Rocksteady wasn't gentle, wrecking Jackalman's ass with his savage thrusting. Rocksteady rose to his knees, taking Jackalman with him, all the while wrecking that ass. Rocksteady's free hand pulled down Jackalman's speedo, exposing his cock.

Jackalman's yowling intensified as he felt Rocksteady grab his jutting dog-hood and jerk it roughly, the timing of said jerks coinciding qui

"Youse feels dat, dog-breath? Dat's 100% grade A Cock, cumming at you long an' hard."

Between Rocksteady's savage thrusts and his own mounting lusts, it wasn't surprising that Jackalman was the first to blow. Rope after rope of cum shot out of his enraptured dick, the gray hand holding his manhood steady as it shot its sticky white payload across the ring.

Rocksteady's own orgasm came up shortly afterwards, the masked rhinoceros moaning out long and hard as his own cock gave up the goods, coating the insides of Jackalman's rear-end with thick loads of rhino spunk. Rocksteady bucked Jackalman's ass hard as he came, thrusting his jisming cock as deep inside his narrow little ass as he possibly could; all the while his hand never stopped jerking Jackalman's cock.

Jackalman's orgasm died down long before Rocksteady's, the latter continuing to piston Jackalman's ass while the latter's cock sputtered out. Rocksteady grunted as his cock gave out one final time, coating the jackal's insides with a liberal amount of spunk. Rocksteady held Jackalman close as he rode out his last load, breathing heavily as he rested his head on Jackalman's shoulder, bucking his hips a few more times just to make sure he'd gotten as much out as he could.

Shortly thereafter Rocksteady pushed Jackalman away with a grunt, watching impassively as the mutant slipped off his rock-hard dick and flopped onto the ground, ruined ass upturned and dripping with jizz. The sight made Rocksteady's chest swelled with masculine pride, and he found himself staring at it for a good while before picking himself up. Absently pulling his trunks up Rocksteady rounded Jackalman's prone form, stopping as Jackalman's right side.

With a heavy grunt Jackalman flipped himself over, panting heavily as he started at the tiled ceiling. He was barely aware of Rocksteady, looking upwards with weary eyes as the masked rhino hunkered down beside him.

"Got nuthin' ta say? Shulda known betta than ta mess wit tha masta."

Thinking quickly Jackalman made a show of breathing heavily, distracting Rocksteady from the hand that was slowly creeping below him. When Jackalman felt that he was in a good position he shot his hand straight up, grinning as he made contact.

The impact to his balls made Rocksteady yowl in pain, collapsing to his knees with a low moan. And while Rocksteady laid there with his hands over his balls Jackalman sprang to his feet, making for the edge of the ring. Once there he stepped off the ropes and reached beneath the ring, pulling out a box, within which were a pair of cuffs. Taking out the cuffs Jackalman slid the box back under the ring and stepped back in, where Rocksteady was currently writhing.

Pulling up behind him Jackalman kicked Rocksteady in the back, sending the brute tumbling to the mat. Once Rocksteady was flat on his face Jackalman shot forward and sat himself down on the small of Rocksteady's back, where after he reached around and pulled both his arms behind him, putting the cuffs on his meaty wrists.

Rocksteady was barely aware of his present predicament. Were he in better condition he'd have easily broken out of the cuffs; it said much that a hard blow to the balls was able to take so much out of him. Rocksteady grunted as Jackalman flipped him over, his bighorn shooting straight up.

Rocksteady's erection did not go unnoticed by Jackalman, who kicked his legs apart and sat himself between his outstretched legs. "Impressive," he said, his eyes on the towering man-meat in front of him, "You're still hard after all that?"

Rocksteady gasped when Jackalman grabbed hold of his cock, sharping inhaling through his teeth as he started to slap it around. "Looks like your ever-hard cock lives up to its name. Let's put it to the test, shall we?"

With a vicious smirk Jackalman released Rocksteady's manhood just long enough to pull him up, grabbing hold of his dick again as soon as he was on his feet. Winching at Jackalman's rough touch Rocksteady was helpless in his hands, absently bucking his hips with every rough tug of his everhard cock, moaning piteously as he was forced backwards by the hand on his cock.

Jackalman didn't stop pushing until he heard Rocksteady's back hit the turnbuckle. Bracing his body across Rocksteady's massive frame Jackalman pulled back with his free hand and swing, punching Rocksteady right in the dick.

"Ooommpphh!"

Rocksteady's body rocked with every blow to his mighty cock. Having just cum Rocksteady's cock was a bit more sensitive than it normally was. And Jackalman's bony fists were getting real good at hitting his sensitive areas. A particularly well-placed jab from Jackalman sent Rocksteady's whole body into convulsions, his eyes fluttering beneath his mask as his cock shot out a few small squirts of jizz.

"Not that much," Jackalman said to himself, distastefully eyeing the small traces of spunk, "You can't be out yet. I mean, look at you. You're still hard." He looked up and down Rocksteady's heaving body, his canine eyes lingering on Rocksteady's panting expression before it hit him. "Oh I see. You're not one for the rough stuff, are ya? Maybe what you need is a," He brushed his lips across Rocksteady's own, "softer touch?"

Rocksteady shuttered when he felt Jackalman's lips graze across his own. He could feel Jackalman's hand grasping his cock, his touch much gentler than before, drawing heated gasps out of the captive rhino, which Jackalman silence with a kiss. The mutant's hand went up and down his cock, their movements timed with Rocksteady's breathing. Rocksteady moaned as he felt his body fall under the sway of Jackalman's tender rubbings, his lower-body sashaying against Jackalman's thigh, leaking crystal-clear pre-cum. Rocksteady fought back against the loss of control, grunting into Jackalman's kiss as he struggled against his bonds, but Jackalman proved to be the better controller, silencing the rhino's objections with an even deeper kiss, meshing Rocksteady's lips into his own so skillfully that Rocksteady felt his will melt away, stolen away by the kissing jackal. It was this final submission that Rocksteady felt himself grow tense in Jackalman's grip, grunting as his hips surged forward of their own accord, and closed his eyes in bliss as he felt the last of his self-control burst out of his captivated dick.

"Oooohhhh!"

The muted roar that emanated from Rocksteady's throat when he came was nothing like it was before; to Jackalman's ears, Rocksteady sounded almost happy. His orgasm held more volume than his earlier one did; it didn't die down right away, and continued to burst out of Rocksteady's emasculated fuckrod, even as the hefty rhino slipped down the turnbuckle, sighing heavily as he hit the mat, the impact drawing out another heavy load.

Jackalman cast an appreciative glance at all the jizz Rocksteady had unloaded, his gaze slowly sliding from the foot-long dong currently leaking onto the mat, and followed the trail of juicy spunk it shot out all the way to the other side of the ring. Jackalman whistled as the turned back to Rocksteady.

"Nya, not bad Rocky," he said, as he reached down to pull up a panting Rocksteady, "I'll bet that there's more where that came from, eh?"

Rocksteady was too tired to answer, and as such, put up no resistance when Jackalman pulled him into another deep, penetrating lip-lock. Rocksteady moaned into Jackalman's kiss, allowing the jackal's tongue entry. Their tongues waged war inside his mouth, clashing and clanging against each other, as Rocksteady struggled to force Jackalman's out. The skill with which Jackalman handled his tongue made Rocksteady's knees tremble. But Rocksteady continued to fight on, trying his damnedest to defeat Jackalman, and was putting up a good fight too, until Jackalman's tongue pricked a particularly sensitive mouth.

A low moan signified Rocksteady's defeat. Jackalman smiled into the kiss as he felt Rocksteady's body go slack against his own. The resistance Jackalman felt during their little tongue war had faded away completely, Rocksteady's body falling completely under the sway of the jackal's cock-held song. Helplessly Rocksteady groaned out long and piteously, his eyes closing in bliss as his cock began to blow.

The little hiccups his body was making made it apparent that Rocksteady wanted to buck more fiercely than his captor was allowing. But Jackalman remained firm, using his tantalizingly soft touch and taste to slowly drain the rhino of his spunk, denying his body of the fierce joy that came with dumping his creamy cargo all at once.

Jackalman waited until he felt Rocksteady's body shutter the sort of shutter that usually signified a lack of cum and pulled back, his fingers enticing an agitated groan from the hulky mobster as they drew slowly, ever-so-slowly, off of his hefty grey cock. Jackalman stepped back to give heaving, gasping rhino an appreciative look-over.

"Anybody ever tell you how beautiful you look when you're tired, Rocksteady," Jackalman teased, "And would you look at that? You're still rock hard, even after shooting all that jizz. Tsk tsk," he said with a shake of his head, "We'll have to do something about that."

In his state Rocksteady was in no state to fight back as Jackalman re-engaged his mouth in yet another tongue war. Yielding much more quickly than before to Jackalman's expert snogging Rocksteady leaned once more into Jackalman's body, his own rock-hard bod rubbing itself suggestively against Jackalman's shaggy-form of its own accord. He moaned again when Jackalman drew his fingers up his chest and started twirking his nipples.

Playing his body like a fiddle Jackalman kiss/pushed Rocksteady into the turnbuckle, his lips and breath never leaving the rhino's. When he was done he pulled out of the kiss, drawing Rocksteady's slivering tongue out of his mouth, using his own to make it dance in the air before pulling back. With a smirk and a wink Jackalman started to kiss Rocksteady down his massive chest, silencing the rhino's errant moaning by snaking a finger into his slavering mouth, making it play the puppeteer to the tongue's puppet while his other hand continued to work Rocksteady's pecs, their gentle twists drawing tearful moans out of him. Jackalman continued to kiss a trail down Rocksteady's chest, lingering on the tuft of hair just above his crotch, inhaling deeply of his battle-hardened musk. After he was satisfied Jackalman pulled off and pulled onto Rocksteady's dick. He drew a long line of butterfly kisses down the rhino's cock. There wasn't anywhere on Rocksteady's cock that didn't hold the lingering touch of Jackalman's lips.

When Jackalman was finished he directed his attention to the cock-head, parking his lips over the bulbous centerpiece and running his gangly pink tongue all over it. A gargled gasping sound told Jackalman that he had hit true and he directed the rest of his attentions to subjugating the bulbous dong. With one hand still playing with his captive's nipples Jackalman pulled the other out of his mouth, smirking inwardly when he felt and heard Rocksteady's mouth suckle it as he removed it. With it he reached down and started to cup the rhinoceros's hefty ball-sac.

Rocksteady groaned as he felt Jackalman toy with his most sensitive area, drawing an involuntary gasp every time he felt the dog-man piston his fat cock, shuckling when he felt Jackalman go down his cock, only to puff out a mounted 'ooh' whenever he felt the dog-man suck back up his leathery pipe. His eyes, moist with unrestrained lust from all the nipple-teasing, opened and crossed when he felt those supple fingers, fresh out of his mouth, kneed and jerk at his jewels. The erotic torture went on for a while longer, with Jackalman making sure to keep things slow, before Rocksteady's body gave an involuntary shutter, and thrust forward.

"Ooooaaagghhh!!"

Jackalman barely had time to remove himself from the seat of Rocksteady's crotch before the grizzly rhino's cock swelled up and thrust forward, two actions followed immediately by a torrent of jizz, bursting out of the encapsulated cock-head, and down his throat. Both of Jackalman's hands left their appointed places and seated themselves on opposing sides of the rhino's wastrel hips, digging into them with a strength that belied their slender build as they struggled to still their mad rockings. Luckily for Jackalman this orgasm, while as potent as the ones before it, was nowhere as long as the other ones were, and slowly tapered off before the forcefulness of Rocksteady's bucking proved to be more than he could handle.

Pulling himself off Jackalman wiped his hand over his mouth, giving the still-hard dick in front of him a long hard look as he did so.

"That... was fun," Jackalman said, licking his luscious lips with that tongue of his as he brought himself up to Rocksteady's height, "But I'll bet that you don't have many more of those in you, do ya?" When the only response he could get out of Rocksteady were slavering pants he continued, "I didn't think so. Well let's wrap this up then."

Rocksteady was barely aware of Jackalman pulling him out of the corner, being far too rattled by the slow but through subjugation of his sexual self to do more than watch and stare, grunting weakly when Jackalman put his hands on his shoulders and pressed him down to the mat, relenting only when the rhino was flat on his back.

Jackalman sneered as he looked over the panting Rocksteady, whose prone form adorned the canvas, drawing his gaze downwards to the jutting centerpiece nestled between the rhino's legs. Stepping between him Jackalman kicked Rocksteady's legs apart and stepped over them, positioning his legs on either side of the rhino's hips. He stared down at the rhino between his legs as menacing as he could. With a snicker he pulled his speedo down and kicked it off to the side.

Rocksteady made a small 'ooof' when Jackalman dropped his pert-little ass onto his abs, knocking the air out of him. The now-panting meathead laid there helplessly while Jackalman drew over his heaving body with deliberate, cruel strokes of his talons, slowly drawing lines up and down every out-lined vein.

"Hope you're ready for this," Jackalman said, as he trailed his finger down Rocksteady's arms and behind his back, "Why don't we make this simpler for you?"

Rocksteady heard the bindings bend with an audible snap and felt an enormous slack in his hands again. He barely had time to pull his arms to his sides before Jackalman set back and seated himself onto Rocksteady's length, gasping loudly as Jackalman completely engulfed his bulbous cock, right down to its base.

"Nya, just like last time, eh Rocksteady," Jackalman teased, "Let's see just how hard you'll be after I'm through with you."

Slowly Jackalman started to rock his hips, using the contorting face of the foot clan member whose cock he was riding as a gauge for his efforts, shifting and bucking his over-stuffed ass to the tune of Rocksteady's vamboozled expressions. The room rang with the sounds of Rocksteady's heaving body bouncing up and down the canvas. The additional lubrication he'd so generously given Rocksteady's rock-hard fuck-stick made it easy to rock the brute into submission.

Rocksteady drew upwards with a gasp when he felt himself unload into Jackalman's ass, throwing his arms around the canine mutant's smaller form and holding him still while his cretaceous cock spewed its creamy cargo, his bubbly ass bobbling on and off the mat as his hips surged to life. It became apparent after he'd finished unloading his smarmy spunk that his captor wasn't stopping; the snickering jackal whose body he held firmly in his arms was still making little 'bucks' with his ass, sneering down at him while he continued to milk his tenderized cock of its jizz. Mewing weakly Rocksteady tried his best to return the favor, using what little energy he had remaining to him to buck back against the anal assault, holding Jackalman even tighter against his massive body as he pumped his bludgeoning cock in and out of his slender little ass.

A savage whimpering sound above him, coupled with the warm tingling sensation growing on the spot where Jackalman's stunning cock met his own gullet told Rocksteady that he'd struck true. Reinvigorated by the surprising turn of events Rocksteady started to buck even faster, growling as he savagely assaulted Jackalman's prostate. Despite his sudden disadvantage Jackalman continued his own attack, adjusting his ass and hips to better accommodate his captive, whose sensitive cock continued to squirt its creamy cargo, even as it forced the same out of his own dick. They went at it for a good while, grunting and gasping as they bucked, rocked, and thrust load after load out of their balls.

Rocksteady was the first to wind down, gasping in defeat as his arms slid off Jackalman's body. Jackalman reached down before Rocksteady could fall to the ground and pulled him up, locking his legs around his hefty torso and hugging the tenderized mutant close to his chest as he continued to ride his cock, bellowing savagely as he milked Rocksteady of his jizz, ignoring the muted whimpering Rocksteady made against his chest. Already he could feel the still-jisming cock within him begin to soften, remaining hard enough to stay upright but losing the potency necessary to stimulate his prostate. Not that it needed it; the pounding Rocksteady had given him stirred up his own lusts to such a state that, even without the proper prostate pounding, that Jackalman's cock had started to blow of its own accord, riled up by nothing more than the lukewarm stimulation of the sputtering, worn-out phallus massaging his inner-walls. Jackalman yowled out one last time as he fucked himself on Rocksteady's defeated cock before cumming one last time, spurting a creamy load onto Rocksteady's abs, the sudden anal cramping tightening around Rocksteady's whimpering cock and drawing out one last load.

Rocksteady mewed piteously into Jackalman's shaggy chest as he felt his cock being drained of the last of his juices, crying helplessly as his hips bucked forth, assisting his cock and balls with the discharging of his remaining jizz. Rocksteady's cock was slow to escape Jackalman's ass, the sensation of trailing down his soft interior giving his body fits, with his cock spewing little driblets of rhinoceros-spunk as it fell. Rocksteady's cock fell out of Jackalman's ass, limp and wasted, falling out over his equally depleted nut-sac. Rocksteady sighed as he felt the cool air hit his cock, and offered no resistance when Jackalman released the hold he had on him, falling to the mat with a defeated sigh. Jackalman collapsed onto his chest shortly afterwards, a contented sigh escaping his mouth as he laid atop the massive rhino. They laid there for a good while, gasping loudly for air.

"So," Jackalman said suddenly, "It looks like you lost, Rocksteady."

"Y...y...you..."

"Yeah. I have that effect on people," Jackalman said, before crawling up his chest, "And if you're ever in the mood for a rematch," he asked, bringing a hand up to cup Rocksteady's chin, "you know where to find me."

Rocksteady was far too tired to resist Jackalman's kiss, grunting one last time as the feel of the dog-man's lips and the taste of his own spunk enticed his cock into action, and passed out just as his cock spurted out the last of its jizz.