This is for @@EthonTheGryphon who requested the Rooster’s fatality. And @@Enducha who asked to see more of my singlet wearing bull.


Setting: training hall with many pillars


After a long pitched battle, the two fighters panted, circling wide, then the rooster paused. The fighter stripped off his gi top, revealing his lean and muscled form. The bull followed suit, pulling his singlet straps down to reveal his hard nipples and stone hard abs. The two looked at the uncovered muscle of their foes, cocks growing as they appreciated their opponent. Then the two charged at each other, the bull’s head down to hammer whatever connected with his horns, as the rooster leapt into a flying kick.




Rooster Finisher


The flying rooster spun in the air to send a hard drop kick down onto the crown of the charging bull’s skull. The bull’s head crashed into the floor shattering the tile as his body followed it down. The rooster crowed his win as the groaning bull lay, jaw broken, on the cold ground.


The rooster gripped the bull by his hair to tug him up first to hands and knees, then to stand, still bent at the waist as the rooster dragged him in front of a pillar. The rooster let go of the tall bull’s hair, and then raised a foot to lift the bull’s head by the chin before kicking the now fully erect (in both meanings of the phrase) bull into the pillar.


The rooster sent alternating strings of kicks to the bull’s head; his sharp heel spurs cut into the bull’s chest after each kick, slicing lines of red across the bull’s chest. The bull’s lowered singlet darkened with his pre as the kicks transitioned into soles stomping and grinding on his face, the rooster’s toes occasionally playing with his nose and ears leaving behind small cuts from his toe talons.


The bull moans and pants with arousal, even as the rooster leans in, foot smashing the bull’s face, to slip a hand under the tenderized meat that had once been the bull’s chest to touch the bull’s ribs. The rooster, satisfied with his work, presses on the bull’s head to remove his foot and send the bull’s body crumpling to the floor.


The rooster planted his heel on the bull’s abs, just above his belly button. The rooster’s spur sunk into the bull’s belly button and the bull gasped in pain. The rooster chuckled as he dropped into a split, using his spur to open up the bull from belly button to pecs. The bull bellowed in pain as the rooster stood to remove the rest of his gi.


The rooster jacked his cock as he sat low on the bull’s cleaved torso. Then with a moan, the rooster shoved his cock forward and under the bull’s ribs, prodding the bull’s heart with his swollen cock.


The rooster moaned, and then leaned forward to kiss the bull on the lips, exploring his beaten foe’s mouth with his tongue as he began to thrust into the bull’s still hard flesh and muscle. The bull and rooster moaned together as the rooster fucked the bull’s chest and heart. The rooster fucked the bull hard as the bull caressed his sides. Soon both came, hot seed flooded the bull’s chest cavity as his seed drenched his singlet bottom.


The rooster pulled his cock out of the bull’s chest and slid his hands in to grip the bull’s ribs, wrenching them outward to allow his beak access to his cum covered prize. The bull moaned, watching in awe as the rooster’s face shot in and ripped out his beating heart with one flick of his head. The bull’s arms slowly fell from the rooster’s waist, eyes glazing and rolling back in death. The rooster stood to plant a foot on the bull’s crotch, licking his lips to take in every drop of the bull’s lifeblood.


Bull Finisher


The rooster leapt foot extended straight at the charing bull’s head, but the bull was expecting the kick and ducked his body to dodge it and smash his head into the rooster’s abs as the leg sailed over his shoulder and back.


The winded rooster crashed to the floor, as the bull stomped his foot into the downed fighter’s gut. Ths rooster gagged and his cock hardened to full as his abs were ground down by the bull’s heel. 


The bull knelt, one knee digging into the rooster’s gut with the other on the cold tile floor. He gripped the rooster’s head to pull his torso up with one hand as his other slipped down to push his singlet even lower to let his hard cock out to rut against the rooster’s frame.


The rooster whimpered weakly as his body was bent in half, but soon lost even that ability as his face got shoved into the bull’s sweaty armpit. Already out of breath, his body licked and bit at the bull’s armpit, desperately searching for air as it found only musk and sweat to take in. The bull moaned at the rooster’s weak bites, finding it only worship of his body as the bull rutted his length against the rooster’s chest.


He contemplated snuffing the rooster then, knowing he’d enjoy the weak fists of the rooster hammering against his body, but his hard cock and tight balls convinced him to choose a different ending for his foe.


The bull let go of the rooster’s head, and stood. The rooster fell back with a gasp of long needed breath, before the bull rolled him onto his stomach by the shoulders. The bull took a few steps forward before he turned around and sat, legs spread, the bull’s cock flopping onto the rooster’s face.


The bull ordered, “suck.” And the weak rooster, knowing defeat, obeyed. The bull moaned approvingly as the rooster first lapped at his balls before impaling himself on his shaft. The bull wrapped his legs up behind the rooster’s head, his thighs tightening together on either side of the rooster’s face as the beaten fighter continued to suck him.


The bull moaned as he felt the rooster’s hands massage his balls, and placed an approving hand on the top of the rooster’s head to force the fighter to suck him deeper. The bull humed contentedly as his balls tightened and then shot his load down the rooster’s throat. The rooster chugged down the bull’s seed, feeling his belly swell with it.


Then the bull tightened his grip on the rooster’s head further, and the gagged rooster screamed around the bull’s shaft as his skull began to give way to the bull’s thighs. The rooster’s body flailed for a few moments before a large crunch signaled his demise.


The bull rolled the rooster’s body over, grinning as he noticed that his foe had shot a load into his gi pants as his head was crushed. He stood, flicking off any gore that stuck to his abs and thighs.Then the bull pulled his singlet up to dye it with the rooster’s blood as he flexed over the crushed head of his foe.