My name is Aaron, I’m a white-furred bear with ginger hair, and I’m one of the best fighters that MMA has to offer. Contrary to most bears, I don’t have much of a belly. That’s because I’ve trained to be one of the very best opponents that wrestling matches have to offer. 

My efforts lately have won me many medals in the ring, and I'm fairly certain I'm one of the best that MMA fighting has to offer; the cream of the crop, you would say. That, and constant win streak proves that I'm pretty strong - don't you think? At this point, I'm rather hard-pressed to find someone as good as me. The next match is approaching. This'll be easy. 

I don't even need to train beforehand, since I know I've got this! My muscles are simply incomparable! 
It was announced to me nights before that I'll be going up against a very powerful opponent, but the details were kept secret. I was starting to get worried, but I knew that I can handle anything that comes my way. After all, I am the best MMA fighter to exist - right? I smiled to myself as I climbed in bed, 
“Yeah, that's right, I'm gonna smash it tomorrow!”

When I awoke, it felt like my sleep flashed before my very eyes. It barely lasted a second! I jumped out of bed immediately, my powerful feet springing to the floor. I started on my morning exercises as today was the day of the match, but I hadn't even trained before this. As I was stretching both my legs out, I pondered on what happened last night. Was I really staying up that long, worrying about the match, that my sleep just went in the blink of an eye? 
Whatever the case, it's best if I get ready to go the match now - forget training - my time for that is way overdue! 

---At the arena---

Now that I'm all suited up and ready to go, I feel like I can take on the world! My singlet fit on me perfectly and already I felt the strength coursing through my veins; my adrenaline before the battle. I'm so pumped up, I got this! 
Slamming my locker door shut, I sauntered to the arena room - where bright lights and a loud crowd greeted me. 

As I entered the match, the lights shown all over my body - and I know my fans were swooning over my chest muscles right about now. Just before entering the ring, I made sure to give my biceps a good flex - and then the crowd cheered me on. 
Above the cheering and screams of endorsement, I heard someone shout to me:
“Show them who's boss, Aaron!!!” 
Smirking, I approached with confidence to my opponent. But, as soon as I laid my eyes upon what I was pit against, my worst fears were realised. 
I was up against the biggest ape and MMA fighter that everyone was talking about: ‘The Gorilla’. 
My breath caught in my throat; so this is what they meant by that “I'll have a hard time.” 
He was my opponent for tonight, and they really couldn’t have picked anyone worse. 

The announcer shook me out of my thoughts, but still, dread filled my stomach. No, I must not let my fans see my fear! 
“Greetings MMA fans, are you ready for the ultimate showdown tonight?!” The crowd cried and clapped, lights blurring over them before the spotlight was focused on me and the Gorilla.
“This is not a test of strength, but rather of domination…” The announcer snickered a bit before continuing... 
“Who do you think will win? The bear, or the famous ‘Gorilla’?! Ladies and gentlemen, this is a show for the ages, so watch carefully!”

Great. As if being pitted against the very top of MMA fighters wasn’t enough, the announcer just heightened all expectations. 
I could feel the sweat rush from my forehead as I stared at this hulking man of an ape straight before me, his muscular features glistening in the light and giving a very sexy look to him. Regarding his techniques, his form… I have no idea what to expect. This is the one time in my life where I truly feel afraid. He cracks his knuckles and smirks at me, his facial hair rustling and teeth completely white. I don't want to admit it, but damn he looks handsome.
I know that he's already better at fighting than me, but even his looks are more handsome than mine too? I truly felt inferior. 
The announcer got up and said for us to begin preparations. 
I couldn't take my eyes off the ape even as my coach patted me on the shoulder and assured me that everything will be alright as long as I try my best.
Rather than using the prep time to stretch myself out, I used it to assess my opponent. 
Though he is large, bulky and clearly has more upper body strength than lower body strength - his bare muscular legs look really powerful, coursing with tendril-like veins - his two huge logs that were his legs are covered in a thick black hair too. 
A sad smile crossed my lips as I saw the Gorilla flexing his hairy muscular legs and flaunting them to me, along with curling his biceps - his smirk way cockier now. That bastard knows he's going to win.
The lights were focused on you both: and you found yourself focusing your mind on him more on his appearance rather than searching for weaknesses, if this beast of an ape even has any!
“That was odd,” I thought; wrestlers usually shave their body hair for a smooth experience. 
I noticed how there is also the same black hair covering his broad, muscular chest - adding to his manly, imposing appearance. Damn, this man can grow thicker and longer body hair than me and he doesn't even shave it! 
My breath caught in my throat; the announcer stated that the countdown was going to begin. 
I readied my stance, and he did too - the only difference is, he looked way more imposing compared to me. Taller, thicker, manlier… Ugh, I need to concentrate!

The battle was approaching ever closer; 10 seconds remaining, the crowd getting louder and louder with each second that was counting down. In that amount of time, my eyes involuntary drifted down to his wrestling singlet - which he bulged with his package, and I just couldn't take my eyes off that bulge! It looked so huge, and the weight of it hung low. This dude is literally packing. 
The countdown blurred out in my mind, I just simply had to take in that bulge and admire the hairy chest of Gorilla. I've never admired a man so much before. As far as I was concerned, I was straight. 
It wasn't until that he was rushing towards me, his smirk now fully apparent on his face, that I knew that I fucked up. 

Fear filled in my mind as I didn't even hear the countdown, maybe I was just too absorbed taking in that body?! My eyes darted around from shock, the ape was rushing towards me at full velocity and I needed to do something now! Without thinking, I leapt on the floor to the left - but it was enough, for he had already caught up. 
The hulking gorilla flicked me up by the legs and me planted down in the ring with a loud thud. 
“Not a great start to a match of domination, eh, rookie?”
He held my head down and straddled his big powerful thighs across your lithe, trembling hips. I felt his hairy legs brush against my cheek and I hate that it aroused me. 
“Don’t move an inch, bitch.”
The big black ape ripped off my singlet in one powerful swoop of his hand, and I could feel his weighty bulge rubbing at your sweaty ass-crack.
I couldn't stand this humiliation, already I had let down my fans by not even putting up a fight and lying naked on the floor! Is this what he meant by a ‘show of domination’?
“What are you doing-“ I tried to ask him, but then he slammed my head back down to the mat in a show of dominance. My head was dizzy from the impact and I didn't have the strength to fight back from his pummelling punch. I felt blood leaving my nose, and he slapped me a couple more times for good measure. From just that, I started getting numb all over - his grip was tight and sure. I could feel his hairy chest press down on rub on my back, his hot breath in my face.
“You're such a fag, you know that?”
I gritted my teeth and lunged my elbow from behind me, but he simply stopped it with his power, calloused hand. 
“I'm not gay!” I cried out, feeling myself lose composure from the tight grip he had on my head. 
“Fucking liar. As if I didn't you see you staring at my hairy chest and bulge. Fags love that shit.”
Embarrassment grew in my face and I felt myself starting to tear up; I can't believe I was under his control so quickly already. 
Suddenly, I felt him grip my shoulders with those big huge hands of his, and pull me up. He started licking my neck and pressed his weighty bulge between my crack - his neck caressing and bulge rubbing sent shivers up my spine, yet I still very intimidated by this man - everything about was bigger and better than mine, including his cock. Speaking of which, my own uncut cock grew hard from his touch and deep earthy smell, and I felt the blood rising to my cheeks even further. 
Then, he used his strong hands to grip tightly around my balls - making me growl in pain as I felt them nearly getting crushed. 
He sneered behind me, “Look, you're even getting hard from my roughness like a proper fucking fag. That's what you are, you know? Just another hole for men better than you. Admit it.”
If his tone of voice wasn't enough, the ever-tightening grip he had around my balls told me that this guy was serious 100%. Not wanting to endanger my life further, I had no choice but to admit that I really was gay and a fag. 
“Fine… Fine!” I could feel my ego deflating, all sense of pride and dignity being crushed by this manly man both physically and mentally. 
“I-I'm your cocksucking bitch…”
He growled loudly in my ear again, sending vibrations all throughout my body, and tugged on my balls so much that I felt like they were going to rip off. I screamed out like a girl. 
Tears filled my eyes, I just wanted this to be over - but, in the back of my head, I know that this guy is far from done with me. 
“Say it louder for the crowd!”
It felt like my whole lower half was on fire. I could barely register what he said - the pain was just going to get worse and worse if I didn't carry out his wishes. 
Swallowing the spit in my throat, I felt my whole body shivering, and projected my voice as loud as I could:
“I'm the Gorilla's cocksucking faggot!”
He roared out behind me and it shook me to the core. I'm not sure if I was pleasing, or angering him. Maybe both. 
“Finally, a fucking fag hole! I've always dreamt of raping a gay boy!” He rubbed my face cheeks harshly together and pulled my face towards him, where I got a good look at his evil, dark brown eyes. 
“Especially one so caught up on himself. Isn't that right, fag?” The crowd cheered, louder this time. 
In that moment, I felt truly useless. Disposable. Maybe I aren't the greatest MMA fighter of them all, and also nowhere as near as manly as I thought as I was. 
“Let's give him hell! Two cheers for a punch to the back!”
The crowd cheered loudly and screamed “DOMINATE!!!”
With a battle cry, Gorilla thrust his full fist forward into my spine and cracked my back. I screamed in pain and lurched forward, my arms and back limp - facing down on the mat. 
The crowd cheered and clapped. 
“There's no way I can survive this. Maybe it's best if I just serve my purpose anyway,” were my thoughts. 
Gorilla spat on my back nonchalantly and looked darkly down on me. 
“Get up, bitch.”
I moaned and got my head up the floor - bottom lip trembling and my eyes swollen from crying from pain, humiliation, and worse things to come. My eyes pleaded mercy to the ape but he just chuckled, smirked and looked straight at me carelessly. 
“Oh, I forgot - I fucked you up so bad.” He said, in a fake ‘caring’ voice while crouching down to inspect my back, rubbing it slightly - which, much to my shock, caused me great pain. He wasn't lying. My back is fucked. 
Sighing heavily, he looked sadly at me and caressed my cheek - his full body planted down on me again, coarse fur and chest hair rubbing against my back: the only comfort I take from him is his warm, musky smell which felt like a blanket around me. 
“Oh dear, sweet Aaron, looks like your career is over. But I don't mind. It gives me more time to fuck you.” He said, chuckling, his dark, evil and baritone voice returning. 
I could feel was that big warm uncut cock flopping out on my ass – and the man was frantically thrusting the thick black meat up and down between my ass crack, his deep voice grunting out. Just about as I was going to say no, he stopped me by placing his sweaty hand over my mouth - the only noise escaping from my mouth was a useless meep. I'm helpless, utterly helpless. 
“Shut the fuck up, bitch, and know your place. You are my little cocksleeve, understand?” The gorilla gripped my headfur and pulled my head, up to his, by the side - and I could feel his beard tickling my face. 
“I said – do you understand, bitch?” He growled in his deep baritone voice. 
I grunted out through gritted teeth, and flipped over my body in an effort to get some force back, but he just pressed his body harder down on me - nearly crushing my ribs.
“Stop, stop!” I cried. But he just kept pressing harder down on me. I felt his bulge rub into my exposed cock - and that started to get aroused from the friction, much to my humiliation. When combined with the hairs on his chest tickling me and the thick muscly fur crushing me, I could feel his potent musk hit me full force and it left me feeling like a total bitch. Why did I like this so much?!
He spat in my face, and saliva clouded my vision. 
“Admit it, you're my fucking bitch!”
He screamed in my face and I felt more spittle cling on to me. 
I groaned, not wanting to admit defeat so early - but then he started punching me, across the face, and the force of that punch nearly broke my bloody jaw. I can feel myself fading away, but I need to hold on. I can feel the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, 
“Y-yes…” I groaned out. 
Before I even knew what was happening, he slammed my head back down, making my nose bleed further - blood streaming to the floor in blotches from both my nose and broken mouth. I could taste blood and the only thing I could smell was the earthy musk coming from the ape. 
He pinned my body so hard down on the mat – that I struggled to breathe.
As if that wasn't enough, aside from all the numbness, I could feel my ass being torn up by that 9 inch length, and I  was bleeding around it.
He groaned out, “That’s right, you’re my cocksleeve, ain’t ya? Hm? Bleed all that virgin blood out for me, fag.” 
Each thrust he took while speaking felt like it was stabbing me, sapping my life away piece by piece. The Gorilla didn’t care about my wellbeing in this ‘match of dominance’, he only wanted to show me that I'm a cock sucking faggot in front of everyone who was watching.
He kept stabbing his cock in my backside, and I bled all over it, screaming with pain. I don't know when the pain will stop, but I can feel myself losing consciousness more and more. 

I think he knew now that I'm down and not getting back up, and then he continued to beat me up whilst also furiously bruising my back. This time I put up no resistance, I’m a bitch and should be used like one. I just need to accept that this is what I’m for - big fat hairy ape cock that makes my ass bleed. 
“Who’s your master, bitch?” He grunted out to me in my ear, rubbing his body against mine and turning me on even more - despite all the pain and bruising.
I groaned, the searing pain in my body was starting to get too much to bear – but, most of all, I knew that you belonged to this man now. With what strength I could muster, I grabbed his shoulders and pulled his manly chest onto mine, making out with him.
“You, daddy. I’m your fucking bitch!” We swapped spit for a few seconds before he abruptly stopped and smacked me across the face.
“Hahaha! What a fucking fag! God, still, seeing you be such a cocksucker has got me so turned on! I’m going to fuck you so hard now, bitch!”
He let out a deep roar and thrusted heavily a few more times (I could feel that those big black balls were leaving a mark on my ass), then emptied gallons of seed inside my bleeding depths.
Once he pulled out, he spat on my back and I could feel my vision going hazy.
“Worthless little sleeve.”
The cock was slick with cum and the gorilla stabbed it in without a second thought.
“I’m going in for a second round. Stay STILL!” He punched me directly in my jaw this time, sending blood to flow through my mouth, with blood on his cock as he thrust in and out of my torn up hole. I could feel the remaining bones in my body start to crack as he deliberately pressed down as hard on me as he can. 
My vision faded to a pitch black. I hoped I would awake back in the ring so I could finally exact my revenge…