If you haven't noticed, I may be taken a few liberties with the personalities and skills of some of the characters from Punch Out, as it would probably be more or less impossible to write smut for some, hell for most, of these characters otherwise. As much as I love the Punch Out characters, they aren't really fully developed characters now are they?
Piston Hondo had been a truly worthy combatant in the ring. His speed and strength were far superior to any of the fighters Little Mac had ever gone up against before, and Little Mac had only just barely defeated him. Piston had bowed to Little Mac respectfully the moment he had regained consciousness after the match, and Little Mac returned the gesture, showing Piston that he respected him as well.
Piston was already naked when Little Mac showed up to meet him in the ring to claim his reward, and Little Mac grinned and licked his lips at the sight of Piston Hondo's naked body. He couldn't help but stare and admire his former opponent's muscled body now that it was no longer trying to punch him in the face and Mac could actually look him over.
Piston's cock was already stiff, seven and a half inches along rock hard. Little Mac smiled, undressing and leaning back against the ropes with his legs spread for Piston. Piston moved between Little Mac's legs, trailing small kisses up his legs until he reached the young er boxer's pussy and began kissing and licking it gently for a few moments to get him ready before pushing his tongue inside gently.
Little Mac moaned gently, his legs crossing and locking around Piston's head to push his face harder against Little Mac's pussy as he felt his tongue work around in circles, stirring his insides. Piston moved his hands along the cunt boy's hips, using one hand to rub his clit and the other to gently massage his ass before he slowly pushed two fingers into the tighter hole, feeling Little Mac's anus squeeze around the two fingers.
Little Mac came after only a few minutes of this, but Piston kept going, his tongue wriggling faster inside Little Mac's pussy, darting in circles and giving extra attention to any spot he found that was especially sensitive while his fingers rubbed and pinched at Little Mac's clit and pumped harder and deeper into his ass. He added a third finger, probing Little Mac's anus deeper and grinding them against his walls, spreading the hole out gently to send more pleasure though Little Mac's body.
Piston kept going until Little Mac came again, drenching his face again. Piston licked his lips, grinding against his clit to keep Little Mac's climax going another few seconds as he withdrew his fingers from his ass, which had clamped down tightly around his fingers like a vice grip. Piston looked up at Little Mac, licking his fingers sensually as a show ans sign of submission for Little Mac, which he enjoyed immensely and got even wetter from watching.
Piston moved up higher, wrapping his hands around Little Mac's body and massaging his lovely toned ass as he reached his chest, flicking his tongue against Little Mac's nipples, moving them in circles around the hard little numbs before sealing his lips around them and sucking on his nipples, moving one hand to Little Mac's other nipple and pinching it gently as his other fingers pushed into Little Mac's already sopping wet slit.
Little Mac groaned, bucking his hips against Piston's powerful fingers, wanting them deeper. He almost whimpered when he felt Piston's fingers leave his pussy, having more or less forgotten that he was meant to be in charge and could have easily just ordered Piston to finger him again, but as it happened he didn't need to. Piston moved his hips forward, pushing the tip of his cock against Little Mac's lower lips.
Little Mac didn't care that he was supposed to be in control anymore. He wanted it, he wanted it bad and he wanted it right that instantly, as thankfully Piston seemed to want it just as badly, as he pushed his hips forward, holding Little Mac's back to keep him up as he pushed into his pussy, getting three inches deep with just the first thrust.
Little Mac held onto Piston's shoulders, his legs locking around his waist to keep him inside of him and help him thrust deeper into him as they began moving their hips together, finding a rhythm quickly and pumping their hips together hard and fast, the feeling of their flesh smacking together heatedly mixing with the sound of their passionate moans and echoing through the empty arena as they moved their bodies together, sweating dripping from their bodies as they fucked each other with all their might.
They managed to keep it going for another ten straight minutes before they both came together in near unison, crying out in ecstasy as their cum mixed and dripped down their bodies onto the floor below, Piston falling back and laying down, holding Little Mac. Little Mac panted, resting for a few minutes before lifting himself up, feeling Piston's still hard cock inside his pussy and beginning to ride him, Piston moaning softly and moving his hands to Little Mac's hips to help him keep his balance. They would be at it for quite awhile, possibly even after Piston was no longer obligated to do as Little Mac said.
Random question of the week: Of all the Punch Out characters, both from the game I'm basing this story off of and the other games as well, which would you have Little Mac end up with romantically? And if I may ask, why? As mentioned above, most Punch Out characters don't really have much character to really go off of.