James flexed his muscles a moment too long as Mike was able to strike a blow at the handsome man's face.
"What the hell," James said after some spit flew from his mouth.
"Fucking pussy," Mike spat, "worshipping your own fucking muscles like that when I'm challenging you. That's what girls are for, you idiot."
Mike demonstrated this when he flexed his superior muscles and took in the moans from several horny girls as inspiration to beat the pretty boy poser before him.
"Now let's get it on, poser," Mike said as he grabbed James' thick arms and flipped him around.
Mike administered a merciless beating, leaving James no time to fight back. A dirty, unfair fight, but no one seemed to care. The guy who was winning was the guy everyone cared about. The guy losing no one cared about.
"Now, what should I break?" Mike asked teasingly as he squeezed James' head between his much larger bicep and forearm. "Arm, leg, ribs, or should I do a number on your skull right now?"
James grunted, clenching his perfect white teeth until . . .
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