Dethroning the King - Chapter 2 - Zach "The King" Sorenson

In this second chapter, I introduce the hero of the story, Zach Sorenson, as well as his best friend and sidekick, Ian.

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Dethroning the King

An original story by Jayse and D.

Chapter 2 - Zach “The King” Sorenson

Zachary Sorenson was born in the vast sprawling ghetto of New Angeles, the only child of Nathan and Christine Sorenson. Nathan was an up-and-coming star of the UFT, a martial artist who was as honorable as he was incredibly talented in the ring. The handsome young man had risen with almost unprecedented speed up the ranks of UFT’s fighters, and was becoming one of the most popular figures in the league, not just for his obvious fighting skill, but also for his movie star good looks, gorgeous and phenomenally muscular physique, and his propensity to fight with honor, the last something virtually unheard of in the UFT circuit. 

Nathan had been using his winnings to create a better life not just for his loving wife and young son, but also for his entire neighborhood. Nathan built and created a large gymnasium and boxing ring in the middle of the ghetto, a big and well-stocked complex that was also a community center and service provider to a neighborhood that had previously lacked any cohesion or resources. His gym quickly became a huge success, and Nathan began earning the love of not just his neighbors, but a growing segment of the city’s population. The young man was on the brink of becoming a super star in New Angeles, and his popularity began to be viewed as a danger by those in power… 

Nathan Sorenson was soon nearing the very pinnacle of the UFT, and was scheduled to fight the reigning champion, a gargantuan stack of bloated muscles known simply as the Annihilator. The populace of all New Angeles was buzzing with excitement, for Nathan was the very first competitor in more than 5 years who appeared to have a chance to unseat the massive champion. It was predicted that a record-breaking audience would be tuning in to watch the epic match. 

Tragically, just two days before the match that could have changed the lives of the Sorenson family and the larger community forever, Nathan was killed in a car accident. Dozens of eye witnesses said that Nathan had acted heroically to save an orphaned kid from a runaway truck that was careening through a crowded market. Nathan managed to reach the young boy and throw him to safety, but was then himself run down by the large freighter truck. Nathan was struck by the front of the speeding truck, and his body then crushed against a cement wall as the speeding truck slammed against a nearby building. Both Nathan and the truck driver were instantly killed on impact. The nation mourned the loss of one of its greatest fighters, but as always happened in a world accustomed to tragedy and loss, the people quickly moved on to other events. 

For 10-year-old Zach, however, his father’s sudden and tragic death changed his life forever. 

The Sorenson family lost most of their possessions in the months that followed, but Christine Sorenson managed to doggedly hold onto the gymnasium that her husband had built, and that was where Zach spent virtually all of his time in the years that followed. The lad was always big for his age, and as he worked out and trained, he just kept getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger. His father had been training his son as a fighter in the last years before his death, and Zach continued his training, practicing against the best fighters in the barrio and quickly making a name for himself in the neighborhood. He was known as one hell of a tough kid, and from the age of 14 onward, he never lost a match, even against veteran fighters more than twice his age. It was clear that Zach had inherited his father’s strength and skill, and that he would someday be a force to be reckoned with in the UFT. 

Zach applied for admission to the UFT at the unheard-of age of only 16, 2 years younger than the minimum age requirements. Gustav Billings was made aware of the young lad’s application, and when he realized that he could capitalize on the boy’s father’s legend and popularity to increase viewership of his sporting events, he quickly approved the lad’s application. This move was wildly popular among the populace, who wanted to see if Nathan’s son could live up to the famous Sorenson name. Gustav was certain that such a young boy couldn’t possibly last long in the brutal and deadly UFT, but that he would at least drum up some excitement and publicity for as long as he lasted. 

Amazingly, however, Zach not only survived his first few matches, he obliterated his competition, quickly proving that his strength and speed were at least a match for those of his famous father. Zach also followed in his father’s footsteps by fighting with honor and fairness, obeying the league’s rules when no other fighter was doing so. Zach’s fame and popularity quickly began to skyrocket. 

Even at the tender age of 16, Zach cut an imposing and very impressive figure, already standing more than 6 feet in height and weighing in excess of 245 pounds of incredibly lean and battle-hardened muscle. He was also fantastically handsome, even more so than his famously stunning dad, with the sort of chiseled, masculine features usually reserved only for comic book super heroes. The lad had thick and wavy dark brown hair, and the most captivating hazel eyes, their blue-green depths capable of instilling fear in an opponent while simultaneously melting the hearts of millions of fans. The young man rarely smiled, especially not in the fighting arena, but when he did, his brilliant smile lit up the television screens across New Angeles and beyond, earning him thousands and thousands more fans. 

There was no doubt about it — Zach Sorenson was a stud of the highest order, and one of the most talented fighters to even join the UFT. And he became only more handsome and powerful as the years went by. 

There were many levels within the UFT and it took time to rise up the ranks, for there were hundreds of fighters between any newcomer and the top championship spot. Nevertheless, Zach rose with unprecedented speed within the federation, beating opponent after opponent in some of the most exciting fights ever televised. And astonishingly, Zach was achieving this feat without killing a single one of his opponents, and rarely even maiming them if it could be avoided. This act of mercy was almost unheard of in the UFT, but as the public got over its shock at the newness of such a concept, they began to love Zach all the more for it. Even more amazingly, some young members of the UFT began to emulate Zach’s behavior, the young man leading by example and showing others how to fight and live with honor. 

And there were those in the highest levels of power who were growing concerned that the population’s new fascination with honor and mercy and justice might start to erode the underpinnings of the dictatorial government…

Zach continued to grow bigger and stronger, quickly achieving his full height of 6 feet, 3 inches, and stacking on 20 pounds or more of top quality muscle each year, only adding to his massive size and already phenomenal strength. By the age of 20, Zach had a physique that was the envy of lifelong bodybuilders more than twice his age, for he was now tipping the scales at a whopping 325 pounds of the most perfectly cut and proportioned muscle imaginable. On just about any other man, such an enormous amount of muscle would look bloated and disproportionate, but on his huge frame, Zach was able to make such awesome mass look totally balanced and appropriate, and almost unspeakably beautiful. 

The young man’s huge muscles weren’t just for show, either, for he was widely regarded as one of the strongest men to ever compete in the arena. He was particularly famous for the great corrugated wall of his abdominal muscles, a fantastically etched 8-pack of perfectly-shaped muscles that were capable of deflecting any blow aimed at his midsection, no matter how powerful. 

In fact, at a now-legendary outdoor charity event, the strength of Zachary’s fabled 8-pack was put to a brutal test. The gorgeous young stud stripped to the waist, revealing his extraordinary physique and flexing his corrugated abdomen for the camera, making the huge, chiseled cobblestones of his abs and the incredible striations of his thick oblique muscles stand out in terrific relief. A pair of thick veins poked out on either size of his belly button, almost looking like they would pop out of his paper thin skin, running down below the waistband of his pants toward his groin. 

He then lay back on the pavement, flexing his impossibly muscular abdominal wall to the max, his individual ab muscles standing out like individual islands of strength and power. One of Gustav’s generals then drove an armored military vehicle over his abs, a vehicle that should have easily crushed any man. But Zachary endured the test without any harm, leaping up as soon as the metal treads of the massive vehicle had passed over him. He flashed his dazzling smile toward the cameras and once again began flexing, giving an ab crunch pose that almost defied description. His awesomely muscular abdominal wall was red, and the tread marks of the vehicle had left a temporary imprint on his skin, but Zach’s phenomenally strong abs had been more than tough enough to support the weight of the huge vehicle. The media replayed the scene on TV for weeks to come, further increasing the handsome lad’s popularity with the public, and cementing his title as possessing the strongest set of abs in the UFT. 

Zach was also famous (some would say infamous) for the colossal bulge he presented in his regulation fighting trunks. There was wide speculation that this enormous bulge had to be fake, for surely no man could have a set of cock and balls as massive as those clearly outlined in his form-fitting shorts. After all, the ginormous mound at the front of his shorts was nearly as big as  a basketball! 

This speculation was further fueled by the fact that Zach seemed able to shake off the effects of low blows (a frequent reality of UFT fights) to his overpacked crotch with little to no ill effect. It was widely agreed that there was simply no WAY a man could endure such brutal blows to his man parts without collapsing to the mat in a heap. Many people therefore believed that Zach wore some sort of prosthetic in his shorts, displaying a ridiculously oversized pouch to the world while protecting his much more mundane — perhaps even tiny — endowment inside. But there was always that shred of doubt — perhaps Zach really WAS hung that huge, and maybe he really WAS insanely tough enough to endure such leg-buckling abuse to his manhood. Until there was proof either way, the speculation continued, and only added to his mystery and popularity and fame. 

It was also at the age of 20 when Zach was finally able to compete against the Annihilator, who had now reigned as the undefeated UFT champion for a full 15 years. 

The Annihilator was by far the most massive man in the entire UFT history, a giant bull of a man standing 6 feet, 6 inches tall and weighing a phenomenal 385 pounds of massive, steroid-bloated muscle. Where Zach was achingly handsome and his body exquisitely built and defined, the Annihilator was brutish-looking and his body obscenely swollen and blocky. The dark-haired giant was moderately handsome in a very rugged, heavy-jawed sort of way, his angular features almost comically masculine. His mammoth body couldn’t be called beautiful, however; every goliath muscle was swollen to grotesque proportions, lacking the elegance and grace of Zach’s Adonis-like physique. The Annihilator’s body had been built by decades of fighting and cutting edge steroid use, in about equal measure, and so his body had the bloated and swollen look of extreme hormone abuse. Nevertheless, the Annihilator was fearsomely strong, and loved to shatter the bones of his opponents in the arena with his bare hands before killing them. One of his favorite maneuvers was to use one massive hand to grasp a man’s head, and then use his phenomenal strength to squeeze and crush the man’s skull in a shower of blood and gore. His utterly merciless brutality made him both one of the most popular and certainly the most feared fighters in the UFT. 

In the most highly anticipated fight in more than a decade, Zach achieved what had been believed to be the impossible, and defeated the Annihilator in under 5 minutes, making him the youngest UFT champion in history. This triumphant win also earned Zach the title of “The King” for the way he utterly ruled the arena. 

Christine Sorenson lived just long enough to see her handsome son achieve the victory that his famous father had not. Zach’s beautiful and loving mother finally succumbed to a long fight against cancer just a few short weeks after his championship bout against the Annihilator, leaving Zach alone in the world. 

Over the following 3 years, Zach “The King” Sorenson has defended his title against every challenger, including two rematches with the Annihilator. The death of his mother caused him to throw all of his enormous energy into training and fighting, and he has grown even more massive and handsome over the last few years, if that is even possible. He now tops the scale at a colossal 365 pounds, just 20 pounds shy of the gigantic muscle mountain known as the Annihilator. Yet even with that massive increase in weight, Zach has maintained his perfect proportions and exquisite definition, each mighty and beautifully etched muscle swelling and rippling with his every movement. His body fat always remains below a spectacularly lean 4%, making every arena-hardened muscle pop in utterly exquisite detail. 

Zach’s physical statistics now read like those of some fantasy deity of muscle:  

• Neck:  23.5 bullish inches
• Chest:  68 god-like inches, with a pec cleft deep enough to swallow a man’s entire hand
• Shoulders:  39 inches — more than 3 feet wide! — with delts the size of bowling balls
• Upper Arms:  25 inches of raw power, cold
• Forearms:  19 vein-gnarled inches, larger than most fighter’s upper arms!
• Waist:  32 astonishingly tight and narrow inches
• Thighs:  42 explosively powerful inches, each 10 inches larger than his waist!
• Calves:  25.5 inches, looking like a pair of overinflated footballs
• Feet:  big and meaty size 16 hooves

The dashingly handsome young man has become the most celebrated and popular fighter in UFT history, and his public appearances always draw capacity crowds. He and the other top fighters in the league are often paraded around to events and other districts in the sprawling nation-state, where Zach is always greeted by huge audiences chanting his name. The handsome muscle man was like a legendary super hero come to life, and people across the nation and beyond grew to adore him. 

He has also become extremely wealthy compared to the standards of the population at large, and like his father, Zach has poured this wealth back into his community. Not only has the young man updated and expanded the gymnasium/community center that his father built, but he has funded a large number of philanthropic endeavors as well. He has supplied the notoriously understaffed and resource-poor local hospital with much-needed funds and supplies, allowing the facility to better serve the community. He has invested in education materials for schools, solar panels for energy, distributed water and sewage treatment facilities that are also hydroponics labs, growing much-needed fresh produce for the community, and a host of other projects that have been vastly improving the lives and health of the local barrio. 

The great success of his various community-supporting projects attracted nefarious elements from other parts of the city, gangs and crime bosses and drug lords eager to wrest this new-found wealth and prosperity from the neighborhood residents. But Zach was prepared for this eventuality as well, using his gym and training ring to teach a large band of disaffected youths how to defend themselves and their community. His expert instruction had produced a small unarmed army of loyal and talented young men and women, dedicated to the championship fighter’s ideals of honor, justice, and defending the weak and downtrodden. Zach had thus far stymied all attempts by outside forces to corrupt or take over the neighborhood, and the barrio was flourishing for the first time in living memory. 

Zach’s right-hand man was a lad named Ian, a blond-haired youth that Zach had rescued from a gang four years before. The then 15-year-old Ian was a gang leader of one of the first gangs that Zach successfully dissolved and transformed into a force for positive change in the community. Ian, now 19 years old, was Zack’s most devoted follower and closest friend, and the two were virtually inseparable. Ian was a handsome lad in his own right, with no lack for attention from many pretty young ladies, and cut an impressive figure as well. The teenager stood 6 feet, 1 inch tall and had already packed 220 pounds of quality muscle on his lean and lanky frame. He trained with Zach almost every day, and the young champion frequently told Ian that the lad would someday have a bright future in the UFT as well, if he chose to enter the league. 

Between training for fights, supporting his community projects, and attending the various social and publicity events as demanded by Supreme Leader Billings, Zach had little time for (or apparently any interest in) a personal life. Hundreds and hundreds of the most beautiful women in New Angeles had all but literally thrown themselves at him over the years. Even some members of the wealthy and rarified elite had made romantic overtures to the dashingly handsome young stud, promising wealth and power and prestige for even just one night’s assignation. But to date, Zach had turned them all down, citing his focus on his sport as the reason for his unwillingness to enter into any sort of personal entanglements. 

This popularity with the ladies (and no small number of men) had begun even before Zach had entered the UFT. He had always looked older than his actual age due to his precocious development, being able to pass for an adult by the age of 14, and he possessed such an overwhelming masculine beauty that few could resist the temptation to try to make a move on the young man. 

Zach had turned away all offers and proposals, however, and remained an obstinate bachelor. He avoided all activities that distracted him from his training and his goals, and sex - let alone a relationship - just about topped his list of taboo distractions. 

The amazing truth, known only by a very few of those closest to the young hunk, was that Zach was - impossibly! - still a virgin!! And the deeper truth, known perhaps only by his best friend Ian, was that Zach was terrified to have sex with anyone. It turned out that, in addition to having the kind of classic good looks that turned heads everywhere, and a gloriously muscular physique that was unrivaled in both its size and beauty, Zach also possessed one of the most enormous whale cocks in human history. The monumental bulge in his fighting shorts was indeed 100% real, and almost frighteningly so. Most men would have viewed such an endowment as a blessing, but Zach viewed it as a curse, for he feared that he was much too large to have sex with anyone, man or woman, without ripping them apart. 

Zach’s colossal schlong measured a jaw-dropping 11 inches long when completely soft, with a truly monstrous girth. But due to the young man’s extraordinary libido and virility, Zach’s cock was almost never ‘completely’ soft, and instead was virtually always in some state of semi-arousal. Zach’s cock at full size, however, was even more awe-inspiring, a gargantuan 16 vein-throbbing inches of perhaps the thickest, most rock solid man meat ever to grace a human male. This masterpiece of manhood reared upward on fantastically strong groin muscles, pointing proudly skyward and tapping Zach’s muscular body in mid chest, right between the vast overhang of his massive pecs. The young man’s cock was uncut, a thick and beautiful hood of foreskin encasing his juicy, apple-sized cock head. The purple-headed club only revealed itself from its fleshy hood when his cock was completed hard, swelling into the size of a human battering ram. 

It was no wonder that Zach was fearful of trying to force that almighty horse cock into any human orifice! 

The young man’s colossal cock was fed by a pair of bull testicles that easily surpassed even his massive penis in their awesome size. Zach’s testes were simply mammoth, each bigger than a grown man’s clenched fist. Each gigantic, egg-shaped orb was 6 inches long and just over 5 inches wide, and their combined circumference was an unbelievable and no doubt record-breaking 28 inches — bigger around than Zach’s own massive, thickly-muscled biceps, and just a few inches shy of the circumference of his corrugated and muscular waist! Even the most prized Brahma stud bull would have been jealous of such titanic testes. 

Describing Zach’s bollocks using the term ‘eggs’ could be misleading however, for the young man’s mighty testicles couldn’t be compared to something as puny as chicken eggs or goose eggs. Only mighty ostrich eggs accurately approximated the monumental, goliath mass of Zach’s unbelievably oversized balls. Whatever fantastic genetic twist of fate had resulted in giving the the young man such a Herculean physique and gargantuan penis had clearly gone into overdrive when it made his massive balls.  

Each of Zach’s behemoth bollocks was also fantastically heavy, for they were unusually dense and meaty, and encased in a thick, fibrous, and astoundingly tough outer wall. Together, the young man’s goliath gonads weighed just over 10 pounds of pure stud meat, yet despite their tremendous weight, they surprisingly hung ‘only’ about one inch from the base of the lad’s truncheon of a cock. Though Zach had a light dusting of dark brown hair across his expansive chest and a narrow band of hair down his cobblestone abdominals, widening into a glorious treasure trail as it approached his crotch, Zach’s melon-sized scrotal sac was almost completely hairless, the soft and silky skin as smooth as a baby’s bottom. The sheer volume of testosterone pumping out of those two mighty man lumps was so great that it rendered his bollocks naturally bald, a condition that most certainly did not spread to his extremely thick head of dark, wavy hair. 

Bigger balls almost always meant bigger loads, and that was most certainly true for young Zach, who had undoubtedly the biggest balls in the entire world. The young man had a volcanic virility that was quite simply off the charts, and it was all that Zach could do to keep up with the spectacularly fast production rate of sperm in his powerhouse balls, and to keep those mighty sperm factories from overflowing. The poor lad had to jerk off his huge meat at least 8 or 9 times a day just to avoid painful congestion, and this mighty virility was no doubt what caused him to be ‘half-boned’ almost all of the time. 

Yes, there was little doubt that Zach was the most fantastically hung male in human history, and there were very few people who didn’t want to at least SEE the massive package of meat hidden beneath the young man’s tight fighting trunks. 

But little did Zach know that it was this same almighty bulge that would attract the attention of the nation’s most powerful and dangerous man, and that the young man’s own monumental man meat might eventually lead to his downfall…