The Warrior Conquers the Mogul

"The Mogul needs to be stopped," said the tall, handsome and well-dressed African American former bigshot who once ruled the world. The Chosen One looked fly in a cream-colored suit and sunglasses. Fleece Johnson, better known as the Booty Warrior, smiled and nodded. He'd been incarcerated when the Chosen One was leading the free world but he always had a lot of respect for the man and his wife and daughters. It had been almost a decade since the Chosen One left politics but Fleece Johnson is still a fan.

"Yes sir, you can count on me," said Fleece Johnson. The tall, dark-skinned and silver-haired former convict stood up and saluted the Chosen One. Nodding solemnly, the Chosen One walked away with members of his federal security detail. The Booty Warrior watched the Chosen One go. In this one instance, Fleece Johnson is more than happy to serve his country. The Chosen One is right. The Mogul must be stopped. The fucker has done everything from abusing young black male rappers to mistreating female singers in hotel hallways. The Mogul has done crossed the line.

"You are doing the right thing, dear, after what the Mogul did to that young lady in the hotel hallway, and all the young male rappers he abused, he needs a visit from Mr. Johnson," said the Black Super Wife. The Chosen One looked at the Black Super Wife and nodded. Sixteen years ago, the two of them rose to the pinnacle of American society and changed the world for the better. They became lifelong inspirations to the African American community. Unfortunately, there is evil in the world and it must be dealt with.

"Absolutely," replied the Chosen One, and he and the Black Super Wife exchanged a kiss. The limo headed to the airport. The Chosen One and the Black Super Wife are busy people, always giving speeches at popular universities and at think tanks. Even after retiring from the game, the two of them have to continue to make a difference. The Booty Warrior is a dangerous man but he is the perfect person to deal with the Mogul. The Mogul is a bisexual sociopath who targets both men and women. Shielded by his power and extreme wealth, the Mogul is a triple threat and something must be done about him.

"Got my work cut out for me," Fleece Johnson said to himself as he studied the file given to him by the Chosen One. The files on the Mogul were quite detailed, and went back at least two decades. The Mogul had been implicated in the murder of The Famous Big Man, a portly African American rapper who died tragically. Nothing was ever proven. The Mogul was also involved with a sexy Puerto Rican actress named Janice Lolo who allegedly saw him conduct some dirty dealings while they were dating but nothing came of it. Yeah, the Mogul is real slippery.

Fleece Johnson, known to the world as The Booty Warrior, thought about his greatest hits. One time, he had some manly fun with Chris Handsome, host of a TV show that caught some of the world's worst offenders. A wicked grin stretched Fleece Johnson's face as he recalled all the fun and wicked things he did to Chris Handsome. When it comes to catching male booty, Fleece Johnson is second to none. They don't call him The Booty Warrior for nothing. Time for the bottom dweller to get to work.

"The stuff I allegedly did in that hotel hallway video happened a long time ago, statute of limitations ran out, they cannot touch me," said the Mogul. The well-dressed, middle-aged and handsome African American music legend looked at his team of lawyers. Six attorneys, three white men and three white women, assured the Mogul that the courts couldn't prosecute him for what may or may not have happened in a certain hotel hallway. The best attorneys money can buy can and will keep the Mogul's ass out of prison. Why have the big bucks otherwise?

The Mogul thanked his attorneys and dismissed them. Feeling good, he drove home in his bright red Bentley. Once there, the Mogul went straight to the showers. He stood there, naked, as the warm water caressed his body. The Mogul thought of rapper Shy Miller, a handsome young black man who sucked his dick like there was no tomorrow. Shy Miller had a tight ass and the Mogul enjoyed bending him over and fucking him roughly. The Mogul jerked his big dark dick as he thought of his ex-girlfriend Misa Mylton, a famous designer he dated back in the day.

Yeah, the Mogul used to have fun with designer Misa Mylton. The tall, brown-skinned and big-bottomed gal liked to get freaky and the Mogul was totally down with that. Misa Mylton liked to get on her knees while sucking the Mogul's big dark dick. The Mogul loved to bend Misa Mylton down and spank her big brown booty before fucking her in every hole. The Mogul loves to fuck female butt holes and male butt holes. This handsome bisexual sociopath does not discriminate, folks. Anyone can get the smoke as far as the Mogul is concerned. The Mogul was still jerking off when he suddenly sensed a presence behind him.

"I like you, and I want you, we can do this the easy way or we can do this the hard way," said the tall, smirking older black man. Fleece Johnson, the legendary Booty Warrior, looked at the Mogul. So, this is the fool who messed with all those male rappers and messed with that young woman on the hotel hallway. The Booty Warrior has taken on some of the most dangerous of men during his time behind bars. The Mogul didn't measure up to the big game that Fleece Johnson was used to tackling. This ought to be interesting...

"Look, man, don't do anything crazy, I got money, I can give you money," said the Mogul. Fleece Johnson smiled, knowing that his initial impression of the Mogul was correct. This fool could punk those male rappers and that young woman on the hotel hallway but he was afraid of a real one like Fleece Johnson. Grinning, Fleece Johnson grabbed the Mogul by the throat. The Mogul cowered before the Booty Warrior like a little bitch. Fleece Johnson slapped the Mogul a few times, and the bitch simply took it. What a punk.

"I can see you're choosing the hard way, turn around and give me that ass," Fleece Johnson ordered. The Mogul swallowed hard, and saw the merciless intent in the Warrior's gaze. Nodding, the Mogul did as he was told. Fleece Johnson unzipped his pants, freeing his huge black cock. This cock has been inside hundreds of men behind bars. It's time that the Mogul stopped messing with punkish male rappers and those females in the industry and tries some real power cock. Power cocks don't get harder than that of the Booty Warrior...

"Oh fuck," said the Mogul, and he groaned as Fleece Johnson's cock entered his asshole. Grinning, Fleece Johnson filmed the whole thing with his cellphone. The Mogul has fucked many male rappers and female models but this was his first time getting ass fucked by another man. The sociopath moaned as the ex-con gripped him by the hips and fucked him in the ass. The Booty Warrior smacked the Mogul's buns while butt fucking him. The Mogul screamed louder than the male rappers and female models he normally seduced as the Booty Warrior took his ass. In prison, just like in the jungle, every hunter is someone else's prey.

"Let that be a lesson to you," Fleece Johnson said to the Mogul as he zipped his pants. With his task complete, the Booty Warrior left the Mogul's pricy Los Angeles mission. Fleece Johnson was sure that the Chosen One and presumably the Black Super Wife and their minions knew that he had done what was required of him. The Mogul had been punished for his misdeeds and the Powers That Be would find a way to hold him accountable for his actions. If not, then a certain Warrior could either release a certain intimate video recording to the world, or pay a certain Mogul another visit. Life goes on, folks.