As the ref
aided the decimated Luger from the ring, both Tatanka and Hogan moved
to climb in.
"Lex
is my friend," Tatanka said, urging the Hulkster to wait. "I've
got this. Besides, if he beats me, you're the best shot we
have".
Hogan was
not happy, but he conceded, allowing the Native American to face off
with the monstrous Russian. "Good luck brotha!"
"Did
you see what I did to the so called ‘Man Made in the USA'?"
Titan mocked as he circled Tatanka like a shark. "I broke him
like he was nothing and I will do the same to you!"
The
muscular native was determined not to let the heel's threats
get to him. Sure Titan was big, but Tatanka had taken on his fare
share of strong men. Without hesitation, the stud charged forward
with his hand held high to deliver his patented chop across the head
of the villainous Russian.
"You're
so predictable!" Having studied tapes of the Indian, Titan knew
every move in Tatanka's arsenal and was ready with a counter.
With lightning quick reflexes, the Russian's hand shot out,
blocking the overhead chop and with his other hand, he delivered a
fierce jab to the man's gut!
All the
air left the Native as he fell to his knees from the single blow. He
remembered the last beating he received at the hands of the mad
Russian, but tonight the heel seemed even stronger. Never had he been
so winded from just one hit.
Titan took
his time, sizing up Tatanka's awesome physique. The Native was
a mound of muscles, wearing only a loin cloth and a pair of small,
blue briefs which barely covered his hefty bulge and ass. The villain
smiled as he pictured himself eventually squeezing the life out of
this powerful foe. But that would wait. He wanted to really make
Tatanka suffer before finishing him off.
"I'm
going to destroy you worse than I did you friend," Titan
jeered, as he brought both his hands down like clubs across the
Tatanka's shoulders. The wounded hunk crumbled deeper into the
mat, unable to resist the sheer intensity of his enemy's
onslaught.
The heroic
stud was hurting bad and he had only just stepped into the ring with
the sadistic world champ. The camera came in close, zooming in on
Tatanka's face which was etched in pain.
Titan just
loved having the Native wounded at his feet with his skimpy loincloth
and briefs barely covering his already battered frame. He took
another moment to watch Tatanka struggle back to his hands and knees
and then landed a crimpling axe-handle into the hero's already
damaged back. A howl of agony erupted from the beefcake, as waves of
pain shot through his once powerful body. Titan was just too
overpowering for the muscle-hunk to get any offence going.
Over and
over, Titan began to pummel into the stud's back, causing the
man to groan in agony. Never in Tatanka's career had he
suffered such a beating. He had fought strong men and been in some
tough spots, but no one had ever dominated him so completely. It was
obvious from the expression on the Tatanka's face that the pain
was increasing with each strike. "Ahhh he's going to
break my back!" the hero cried out, desperately trying to reach
Hogan for a tag. Never had the corner seemed so far.
Finally
deciding to give his opponent a moment of relief, Titan backed off
and turned to Hogan. "Do you remember what that feels like
Hogan? Do you remember how I destroyed Hulkamania?" he laughed
before turning his sights back on Tatanka. The native was still on
the mat, writhing in pain. Titan could barely wait to bearhug the
muscle-stud as he noticed Tatanka's loincloth had flipped up,
revealing his heavy bulge which was barely contained by the small
briefs. In that turquoise speedo, Tatanka was exactly the type of
adversary Titan loved to squeeze.
The
Russian didn't want to wait anymore. He had looked forward to
feeling the heroic Native break in his arms and the time had come to
make it happen. Grabbing a handful of Tatanka's briefs, he
pulled the beaten man back to his feet and slowly wrapped his massive
guns around the hunk's beefy frame.
"Ohhh,
God!" Tatanka bellowed, as pain like never before coursed
through his body. The submission hold was just so devastating that it
left Tatanka helpless to fight against it.
Lifting
the speedo-clad hunk off his feet, Titan could feel Tatanka's
large bulge pressed firmly against his stomach. He squeezed tighter.
"Look
America," Titan taunted as he beckoned the camera-man to zoom
in on Tatanka's face. "Look how your champion cries out
in defeat! No matter how much you cheer for him, he will never
withstand the pain!" To emphasize his point, Titan began to
jerk the powerful native side to side and up and down causing the
bearhug to hurt even more.
A telling
moan fell from Tatanka's lips as his once strong body quivered
from the overwhelming punishment.
Titan
couldn't get enough of feeling the man in the tiny briefs
suffering in his arms. He had so enjoyed squeezing the life out of
Lex but this was even better. Tatanka was groaning and crying out
from the torture, but never did he say uncle. The hunk was determined
to battle until the last ounce of strength seeped out of his body.
Titan
turned up the pressure, gaining energy the more he heard Tatanka moan
in pain "I'm going to end your career American! I'll
squeeze your back so hard you won't be able to stand for
weeks!"
Hogan
watched helplessly from the corner as Tatanka continued to be
pulverized in the center of the ring. The fans had never seen their
hero beaten so badly and they knew from the look of anguish on
Tatanka's face that he was almost finished.
"My
back is breaking," the stud cried out, unable to take much
more. He tried reaching out to the crowd for support, but it was no
use. The bearhug was just too tight, too powerful, too devastating
for Tatanka to overcome. The camera came in close, providing the fans
with a good view of the Native's agonized face. "Can't
hold on…" Tatanka whimpered, "he's too
strong…ah my back….he's just too strong…he's
too strong".
"You
heard Tatanka say it;" the commentator said solemnly, "the
man is just too strong for him".
Titan
roared as he pulled Tatanka in harder, loving every second that he
drained the beefcake in the skimpy briefs of all his energy and
might. "He has nothing left! I've completely drained the
strength out of your Native champion! Count him out!"
As the ref
lifted the beaten man's arm, Titan bounced the helpless stud in
the bearhug some more, just to ensure that he did a real number on
Tatanka's back. As his did so, Titan could feel the hero's
large package beneath the loincloth rub against his.
When the
arm fell for the third time, Titan tossed his defeated Tatanka to the
mat. The camera panned over the beaten stud, slowly going over every
inch of his broken and battered muscular physique.
Having
first crushed the Luger, the muscle-god in the Star-Spangled briefs
and now Tatanka in his small blue speedo, he was ramped up to take on
the grand prize of the night, the Immortal Hulk Hogan.
"Get
this garbage out of the ring," Titan said eagerly as he kicked
Tatanka to the mat and waited for Hogan to get into the ring. As the
former world champ climbed through the ropes, Titan licked his lips.
Wearing his signature yellow briefs, Hogan's herculean body
just begged to be punished. "If you think the last time I
bearhugged you was bad Hogan, just wait to see what I do to you
tonight!"
