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Whether it was legend of the incredible power of Chris Walker that set of an evil plan in Mad Hog's mind, or his will to find out who was the strongest top, who the devil can tell and what does it matter? Some way or other their paths were bound to cross, drawn as they were like iron shavings to a magnet. Drawn by lust and a craving for power on the part of Mad Hog Mc Ham.
Chris Walker – so you know – was big and monstrous, a giant with a c***d-like mind, possessing superhuman strength, able to tear someone's head from his body. He had flesh ripped from his forehead, allowing for a truer vision, and his nose and lips removed by self-mutilation due to extreme anxiety. The same force that he used to brutally tear apart his victims at Mount Massive Asylum after r****g them to death. Now all that was very interesting to Mad Hog who had a plan using a mixture of both his semen and Chris Walker's to create an army of obedient clones that would give him the advantage in any battle.
To Mad Hog this mission was way too important to trust it to somebody else, besides he needed their sperm – and only theirs – to be mixed. It was clear from the start, Mad Hog had to face Chris Walker. And he had to face him alone. How does one prepare for a meeting with The b**st? Mad Hog knew it would be a tricky situation. For days he had been stretching his ass muscles, and although he couldn't bring himself to the point of being fisted, he had no trouble bringing in a walrus dick. To Mad Hog that was a whole new sensation because he had always been the top. But being unexperienced as a bottom, he feared the fierceness of Chris Walker's thrusts.
The door to the asylum opened with a creaking sound. It looked as if the building was deserted after a hurricane passing through. All furniture was either broken or upside down, cupboards were ripped from the walls, windows unhinged. There was a trail of blood leading to the basement, a trail Mad Hog had no choice but to follow, knowing to find who he was looking for at the very end of it. The further he descended the stronger the stench of rotten meat. Mad Hog opened a door and entered a corridor, on both sides decorated with the heads of Chris Walker's victims. Like faces in endless crowds, but these faces showed the horror. Eyes sticking out, teeth smashed in, flesh ripped or chunks bitten out... A gallery filled with a mad man's personal sugar skulls. Mad Hog smiled, he knew he had made the right choice coming here. Chris Walker's reputation had been no lie. Their DNA mixed could give birth to a wonderful breed of monsters, his own big army of little creeps.
“Little Piggie wanna play?” The voice seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time, a rasping voice, barely human. Mad Hog couldn't help but feeling a shiver down his spine. Now the battle was about to begin. This was Chris Walker's territory. Mad Hog knew he'd come to him. He stood back against the wall, so he could see his opponent coming. He didn't have to wait long. He knew Chris Walker could be very fast but when he walked up to him, he came slowly. As if he knew that Mad Hog wouldn't go anywhere. He stood still some feet apart from him, his head tilted to the left, sizing up Mad Hog from head to toe. Then he started to laugh madly, crying out “Little Piggie!” His voice sounded no longer threatening, if anything it sounded happy and cheerful, anticipating on what he had in mind to do.
Chris Walker unbuckled his pants and let out a massive half erect dick. Mad Hog wanted to look his opponent in the eye but his eyes got drawn to the big and heavily veined dick that was rapidly gaining in size and already leaking precum. That one moment of inattention on the part of Mad Hog was enough for Chris Walker to jump in front of him and tear all the clothes of his back as if they were merely paper wrappings. In a natural reflex, Mad Hog wanted to defend himself. But before he even could, Chris Walker lifted him up with one hand, holding both Mad Hog's hands in a firm grip and impaled him standing against the wall, like a fucking yo-yo going up and down Walker's hard rock dick. And all the time Chris Walker screamed in a manic voice “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” Things were going bad fast for Mad Hog because he was as defenseless as a baby, screaming out in pain, and Chris Walker still had one hand free. Now he used that hand to slap Mad Hog in the face. It was a turning point. The slaps in his face took away his mind of the hurt he felt from banging his ass, and the less he thought about that the more he actually started to enjoy it. Damn it, he was the dominant pig, always been, always will be. Even when he was used as a bottom toy by a gigantic monster, he needed to take control. So instead of Chris Walker dictating the rhythm, Mad Hog started to squeeze his ass and controlling the pace of being fucked. The result was immediate. Chris Walker lost some of his brutality and no longer slapped him in the face. Instead his eyes went from mellow to closed and he yelled “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” while shooting a massive load into the hog's ass.
The moment Chris Walker relaxed, Mad Hog Mc Ham lifted up his legs and kicked Chris Walker hard on the chest. Chris Walker let go of Mad Hog and smacked against the floor. Taking advantage of the fact that his torturer was worn out by the fucking, Mad Hog jumped upon him, yelling: “No one fucks Mad Hog without me doing the same, harder and longer!” Mad Hog used all his weight to keep Chris Walker stuck to the ground, while he took both Chris' ankles and bend them towards his head, thus revealing Chris' bottom sticking up in the air. “This here's called the Pyramid, you fucker, it is the perfect position to fuck you deeper and harder and ain't nothing you can do about it! You ever had a pig before? We have the longest dicks and we fuck the longest time, fucker! I'll show you what a fuck battle is all about!” Mad Hog drilled his dick inside Chris Walker. There was no stopping the fury. He fucked like he had never done before, with all the force in his loins, each time going in completely till the base, all 17 inches, then slipping out slightly and pushing him inside again, again and again. And all that time Chris Walker screamed “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” Both their screams filled the asylum when Mad Hog came hard and uncontrolled.
Now both of them lay exhausted on the asylum floor. It was Chris Walker who first stood up, shaky on his legs. Battered and bruised as he was, he still had tremendous power. He picked Mad Hog up from the floor and held him upside down in a firm grip by the waist. Both their dicks now dangled before each other's mouth. As if to say that they had found a match, to call it a draw, both started to suck off each other, in a standing 69. Their earlier screams were now replaced by moans and suckling sounds. This was a celebration, or maybe a truce for now. This one was for pleasure. Mad Hog had almost forgotten he was there for business. But when they pumped out their final load of hot semen into each other's mouth he remembered. Chris Walker let him fall and wandered away with dreamy eyes, mumbling “Little piggie... Little Piggie...” And Mad Hog stumbled out of the asylum, careful not to swallow his precious gain.
Chris Walker – so you know – was big and monstrous, a giant with a c***d-like mind, possessing superhuman strength, able to tear someone's head from his body. He had flesh ripped from his forehead, allowing for a truer vision, and his nose and lips removed by self-mutilation due to extreme anxiety. The same force that he used to brutally tear apart his victims at Mount Massive Asylum after r****g them to death. Now all that was very interesting to Mad Hog who had a plan using a mixture of both his semen and Chris Walker's to create an army of obedient clones that would give him the advantage in any battle.
To Mad Hog this mission was way too important to trust it to somebody else, besides he needed their sperm – and only theirs – to be mixed. It was clear from the start, Mad Hog had to face Chris Walker. And he had to face him alone. How does one prepare for a meeting with The b**st? Mad Hog knew it would be a tricky situation. For days he had been stretching his ass muscles, and although he couldn't bring himself to the point of being fisted, he had no trouble bringing in a walrus dick. To Mad Hog that was a whole new sensation because he had always been the top. But being unexperienced as a bottom, he feared the fierceness of Chris Walker's thrusts.
The door to the asylum opened with a creaking sound. It looked as if the building was deserted after a hurricane passing through. All furniture was either broken or upside down, cupboards were ripped from the walls, windows unhinged. There was a trail of blood leading to the basement, a trail Mad Hog had no choice but to follow, knowing to find who he was looking for at the very end of it. The further he descended the stronger the stench of rotten meat. Mad Hog opened a door and entered a corridor, on both sides decorated with the heads of Chris Walker's victims. Like faces in endless crowds, but these faces showed the horror. Eyes sticking out, teeth smashed in, flesh ripped or chunks bitten out... A gallery filled with a mad man's personal sugar skulls. Mad Hog smiled, he knew he had made the right choice coming here. Chris Walker's reputation had been no lie. Their DNA mixed could give birth to a wonderful breed of monsters, his own big army of little creeps.
“Little Piggie wanna play?” The voice seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time, a rasping voice, barely human. Mad Hog couldn't help but feeling a shiver down his spine. Now the battle was about to begin. This was Chris Walker's territory. Mad Hog knew he'd come to him. He stood back against the wall, so he could see his opponent coming. He didn't have to wait long. He knew Chris Walker could be very fast but when he walked up to him, he came slowly. As if he knew that Mad Hog wouldn't go anywhere. He stood still some feet apart from him, his head tilted to the left, sizing up Mad Hog from head to toe. Then he started to laugh madly, crying out “Little Piggie!” His voice sounded no longer threatening, if anything it sounded happy and cheerful, anticipating on what he had in mind to do.
Chris Walker unbuckled his pants and let out a massive half erect dick. Mad Hog wanted to look his opponent in the eye but his eyes got drawn to the big and heavily veined dick that was rapidly gaining in size and already leaking precum. That one moment of inattention on the part of Mad Hog was enough for Chris Walker to jump in front of him and tear all the clothes of his back as if they were merely paper wrappings. In a natural reflex, Mad Hog wanted to defend himself. But before he even could, Chris Walker lifted him up with one hand, holding both Mad Hog's hands in a firm grip and impaled him standing against the wall, like a fucking yo-yo going up and down Walker's hard rock dick. And all the time Chris Walker screamed in a manic voice “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” Things were going bad fast for Mad Hog because he was as defenseless as a baby, screaming out in pain, and Chris Walker still had one hand free. Now he used that hand to slap Mad Hog in the face. It was a turning point. The slaps in his face took away his mind of the hurt he felt from banging his ass, and the less he thought about that the more he actually started to enjoy it. Damn it, he was the dominant pig, always been, always will be. Even when he was used as a bottom toy by a gigantic monster, he needed to take control. So instead of Chris Walker dictating the rhythm, Mad Hog started to squeeze his ass and controlling the pace of being fucked. The result was immediate. Chris Walker lost some of his brutality and no longer slapped him in the face. Instead his eyes went from mellow to closed and he yelled “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” while shooting a massive load into the hog's ass.
The moment Chris Walker relaxed, Mad Hog Mc Ham lifted up his legs and kicked Chris Walker hard on the chest. Chris Walker let go of Mad Hog and smacked against the floor. Taking advantage of the fact that his torturer was worn out by the fucking, Mad Hog jumped upon him, yelling: “No one fucks Mad Hog without me doing the same, harder and longer!” Mad Hog used all his weight to keep Chris Walker stuck to the ground, while he took both Chris' ankles and bend them towards his head, thus revealing Chris' bottom sticking up in the air. “This here's called the Pyramid, you fucker, it is the perfect position to fuck you deeper and harder and ain't nothing you can do about it! You ever had a pig before? We have the longest dicks and we fuck the longest time, fucker! I'll show you what a fuck battle is all about!” Mad Hog drilled his dick inside Chris Walker. There was no stopping the fury. He fucked like he had never done before, with all the force in his loins, each time going in completely till the base, all 17 inches, then slipping out slightly and pushing him inside again, again and again. And all that time Chris Walker screamed “Little Piggie! Little Piggie!” Both their screams filled the asylum when Mad Hog came hard and uncontrolled.
Now both of them lay exhausted on the asylum floor. It was Chris Walker who first stood up, shaky on his legs. Battered and bruised as he was, he still had tremendous power. He picked Mad Hog up from the floor and held him upside down in a firm grip by the waist. Both their dicks now dangled before each other's mouth. As if to say that they had found a match, to call it a draw, both started to suck off each other, in a standing 69. Their earlier screams were now replaced by moans and suckling sounds. This was a celebration, or maybe a truce for now. This one was for pleasure. Mad Hog had almost forgotten he was there for business. But when they pumped out their final load of hot semen into each other's mouth he remembered. Chris Walker let him fall and wandered away with dreamy eyes, mumbling “Little piggie... Little Piggie...” And Mad Hog stumbled out of the asylum, careful not to swallow his precious gain.
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