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Kirk the Kidfeeling sorry for working over my bro Kash so many times in front of crowds decided to invite him over to a make shift ring I have put together in the woods behind my place....invited him over and he accepted......
am already in my backyard ring at 5'11" 170lbs....wearing my blue thong and barefoot when I see you heading for the ring...."glad you could make it for another beatdown Kash...get into your gear and into my ring so I can start your next loss to me...just the two of us here punk".....flexing my biceps as I wait for you to enter the ring....
Kash styles IIWas thrown a curveball when Kirk told me our next match would be private but was even more confused when dropped me a pin to a seemingly random spot in the woods. I hesitantly arrived and see a thrown together ring with you standing in it already and already in full gear. “Guess I’m in the right place”. I toss down my bag and strip out of my shirt and sweats, down to my baby blue trunks and get in the ring at 5’10 155 lbs.
“soo, didn’t want a crowd when I kicked ur ass this time huh Kirk” 
Kirk the Kid
"was only thinking of you losing to me so many times in front of crowds....once you've lost again in this ring next time I can go back to beating you in front of crowds again"...giving you a wink as I step into you...grab your smaller biceps in my hands...rub my hardening cock in my thong against yours in your hot baby blue speedo....lean my head in and lay a hot kiss on you....
Kash styles II
“Yea right, always talking…..mmghmmm” my sentence is cut off with you grabbing hold of my arms and planting ur wet lips on mine and grinding into my bulge. I hold it for a second or two before pushing you off me and stepping back. “The fuk” then I suddenly lunge at you with my arm out to catch u by suprise with a clothesline.
Kirk the Kid
pushing into my pecs to break the kiss as step back grinning at you when you suddenly charge at me slamming your forearm into my pecs with such force it takes me up off my feet making me somersault over and slam face down into the canvas.....STUNNED by your opening move....my pecs heaving.....my bare buns jiggling up.....my thong grinding into the canvas under me....
Kash styles II
I look down at you on the mat and give your upper back a hard stomp before giving you space and waiving you up. “Cmon Kirk, get up. Don’t think you just came here to kiss me. Plenty of time for that after I beat ur ass”
Kirk the Kid
arrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh body bouncing on the canvas as you stomp your foot down on my back...bring my one hand back to give it a rub as I crawl for the ropes and pull myself up....hear you getting pretty cocky for a losing wimp as you get smart assed with me....gonna show this pretty boy some major pain before beating him again....
shake out my arms and come at you locking up with you in a collar and elboe lockup now...pushing each other around the ring...muscles flexing...grunting....
Kash styles II
Smirk a little watching you needing the ropes to get up. Approach with my arms up and we lock together for the first time. Moving around the ring. “Not feeling as strong as usual Kirk, what’s wrong?” I taunt, before I drop to a knee, breaking the hold and slug ur vulnerable gut with a hard right uppercut.
Kirk the Kid
pissing me off as you keep up your smart ass tauntng...."don't need to feel strong to beat you Kash".....oooooooopppppppphhhhhhhhhhh suddenly you break the collar and elbow and drive your fist up into my ripped abs....air blowing out of my mouth as I drop to my knees...my arms craddling my abs....coughing and gasping out for air....
Kash styles II
I step right up to you while ur on ur knees and drop down to my knees so we’re at eye level while u cough. “Not as tough as I remember” I then wrap my arm around ur head and cradle it in a front facing headlock, flexing my bicep against the sides of ur head and locking my other arm around and under your armpit. 
Kirk the Kid
coughing out as you continue to smart talk me....dropping to your knees in front of me......reaching for my thick curly blonde hair now....pulling my head down and under your armpit....locking your other arm around my other arm....feeling the pressure of your smaller bicep pressing against the sides of my head as you double me over....
Kash styles II
Flexing my arm hard on your head and holding my wrist with the other. I bend myself over you to practically press ur face into the mat while keeping you in place with my weight. I start to grind over you to increase the pressure. “You do know that the match started right? This isn’t just warm up” I taunt before letting go of my wrist and slamming my left forearm across ur broad back.
Kirk the Kid
bending over my back now forcing me to lay flat on the canvas while you keep my head in place crushing your bicep into the side of it...increasing the pressure on the hold as my head begins to spin...my toes pounding into the canvas....fuk more of your taunts before you suddenly release the hold and slam your forearm down across my back....feeling the pain to my back as again my hand comes back to rub it....
Kash styles II
I get to my feet but give you no time to recover as i quickly plant my ass right on the small of ur back, throwing ur hand off it. “Back not feeling so good, maybe u need a stretch” I then throw ur left arm over my left knee and ur right arm over my right knee and cup ur chin without pulling back yet. “Ready Kirk??”
Kirk the Kid
wasting no time as you drop your ass down on the small of my back....talking about my back not feeling too good and it needs a stretch.....pulling my one arm up over your one knee....then the other one over your other knee....arching my sore back now...cupping my chin...asking if I'm ready as you begin to lock me up in your camel clutch...."NOOOOOOO I'M NOT READY YOU PRICK"....growling back at you....
Kash styles II
“Well that’s too bad I guess” continuing my taunting as I squeeze ur chin with both hands and pull you back in a camel clutch. Nice and tight. Sliding my ass down over yours now to increase the pressure of my camel clutch. “Getting a good stretch??”
Kirk the Kid
more of your fuking taunts as both hands go on my chin now...arching my head up and back....putting more pressure on my arched back.....now bouncing your ass on mine to crush my bulge into the canvas under me and arch my back even MORE....my toes pounding into the canvas....face grimacing in pain......"FUK YOU ASSHOLE....I'LL SHOW YOU A STRETCH WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS"....screaming back at you in agony....
Kash styles II
Start to arch your back more and more to the point ur chest is sticking straight out. “Ur not in much of a position to be hurling threats like that. I bounce on ur ass a couple times then use one hand to smack ur open chest before standing up and dumping ur face into the mat. “There ur out of it, what now” I growl while standing over you.
Kirk the Kid
pulling back on my chin more....my pecs arched out and dripping sweat to the canvas.....keep taunting me as the pain in my back continues to grow....bouncing your ass on mine again and again...crushing my bulge into the canvas under me over and over....cupping my chin with one hand now....WHACKKKKKKKKKKKKK your other arm slamming into my arched out pecs as you continue to torture me in this brutal clutch of yours.....
suddenly you stand up....my arms sliding off your knees...falling face first into the canvas....letting me out of your hold....can't believe this is happening....haven't laid a hand on you since this match begain when I've easily handled you in previous matches....my back burning...my pecs burning....begin to crawl for the ropes....
Kash styles II
My confidence sky high as I’m thoroughly kicking ur ass when it’s been the other way around with us. I smirk at you as u try to crawl away from me. Before you get too far tho I bend down and grab ur shaggy blond hair and pull u up to ur knees. “You trying to leave after all the work u did to set up this thing for us”
i then slide behind you and wrap my legs around ur waist and lift my arms under ur armpits rolling us over with me on my back now and locking you in a full Nelson leg scissor combo. “Think my legs wanna get in on the fun now”
Kirk the Kid
don't even reach the ropes when you drop down on top of me...lock my arms up in a full nelson....roll us over so your laying under me now wrapping your legs around my rib cage in a crushing leg scissors/full nelson combo....the taunting never stops....now talking aout your legs wanting to get in on the fun as I'm so stunned by the way this match has progressed....have never been worked over by you like this especially at the beginning of a match where you have totally controlled it....must be there not being a crowd around when you shine like this....already thinking to myself from now on going to make sure we wrestle in front of crowds.....
grunting out as you crush my ribs in your scissors....work my arms in your full nelson....."YOU ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOING TO PAY FOR THIS YOU COCKY LITTLE SHIT".....screaming back at you...
Kash styles II
I flex my tight thighs tighter into ur ribs, feel them pulsing against ur body while I force ur arms to dangle above ur head uselessly. I start to sway ur body back and and forth to add to my complete dominance in the match. Already thinking about how I’m gonna finish you off with my next series of moves. “I’m not gonna pay for shit!!”
i then release one of ur arms from the Nelson so i can give ur left cheek multiple teasing pats. “I can do whatever I want Kirk, you got nothing!!”
Kirk the Kid
holding onto the full nelson with just one of your arms now you bring your other hand to my cheek and begin to pat it over and over telling me you can do whatever you want that I got nothing....my blood boiling now....enough of this....this little wimp has gone too far.....I press my feet into the canvas...pushing up using my legs to bring your back up off the canvas when I suddenly thrust my legs out to slammmmmm your back down into the canvas with my back slamming down hard into your pecs and abs and my ass slamming down into the bulge in your speedo.....
Kash styles II
Feeling as strong as tough as ever, really taunting you. Feel like you are never gonna counter and just gonna take my abuse…. Until I’m proven wrong and you show signs of life by trusting urself and creating separation from the mat and then use that separation to slam me down between you and the mat. The combination of my back and head hitting the canvas and ur full weight slamming into my chest and bulge shocks my system and immediately forces my limbs to unravel down to the mat. “Ughhhh fkkkkk”
Kirk the Kid
rolling off you as you release my arms and the scissors....come up to my knees....shaking out my arms...giving my ribs a good rub with my hands....know I'm gonna need time to rebuild after your amazing opening moves on me...see you down on your back...roll over....slide my thighs around your head....locking them up behind your head in a nice tight ass smothering fig 4 leg scissors....your nose pressing into my sweaty ass crack...rubbing against my wet thong strap up my crack...."time to shut you up for a while asshole...inhale that scent for a while....feel the power of the Kid's legs punk" as I reach back and pull on my one foot to press your face even tighter into my ass....
Kash styles II
Laying stunned on my back and unable to grab you before you roll off me. Hoping I’ll at least have a second to recover and shake off ur brutal counter… before I can recover tho I feel ur legs wrap around my head and squeeze me in place and force me to crane my neck up so my face presses right into ur ass…. “Mghmghmjhhhd”. Getting smothered against ur thong and bare cheeks and inhaling ur musk while ur thighs squeeze me. My hands flail around above me, trying to pry ur tense legs loose.
Kirk the Kid
"where's all that cocky smack talk now Kash....all I can hear is muffled moaning coming from my beautiful buns flexing against your smothered face....guess it's hard to talk with your nose and mouth smothered into my ass down there isn't it....c'mon lets hear more of that smart talk"....cuckling out knowing you can't talk and loving it....
suddenly roll up so I'm sitting on top of you know with your face still smothered into my ass with my knees now on both sides of your head....your nose still in my crack as I flex my ass cheeks against it.....flexing my biceps over top of you now...kissing each of my sweaty guns....."what's that?...you giving up?...can't quite make out what your trying to say?....warned you about getting paid back but you didn't listen"....laughing out now....
Kash styles II
Getting dominated by ur muscled thighs with ur hand applying the leverage and pressure on me. Ur weight shifts up and now ur fully sitting on my face and crushing my head into the mat. Ur sweat pouring down on me and ur musk rushing into my head. My free hands trying to fight back by slapping and clawing at whatever part of ur body they can reach and I squirm my lower body under you while my upper body is pinned down. Ur taunts barely registering as anything more than noise with my ears covered by ur legs.
Kirk the Kid
bounce my ass on your face...."you haven't suffered nearly enough yet punk but at least you've shut up for a while"....suddenly lifting my ass off your face...getting to my feet...reach down....grab your sweaty hair....jerk you up to your feet as I move in behind you...pull your one arm back and under my armpit...place my one thigh over yours as I lean back working you into my ab stretch now....
grab the top rope...jerk up on it to put more pressure into the ab stretch...reach down grab the middle rope...putting more pressure on the hold....put my hand over your mouth as I arch your head out to the side...."what's that?...can't hear you again...you giving up?....sure hope not...my payback is just getting warmed up"....jerking up on that middle rope again....
Kash styles II
Get further smothered when you bounce ur round cheeks to my face before you finally get off me. I let out a deep breathe, suctioning for clean air when u when you pull me to my feet. Still in a half musk induced trance as you maneuver me into a vicious ab stretch, contorting my body over ur knee, waking me out of my stuppor with shooting pain going up my side. “Aaaschhhhhh shittttt….mgmhmmm” my aching screams cut off as you cover my mouth and ramp up the pressure. Trying and failing to somehow shift my weight to relieve the pressure even a little bit.
Kirk the Kid
take my hand off the middle rope....keeping my other hand over your mouth...."remember this" as I fist up my other hand and drive it down into your stretched abs....bring my fist up and kiss it....then straighten that arm out..."remember this" then smash my forearm down across your pecs then bring my arm up and kiss my bicep....as I keep working the ab stretch.....
reach down grab the bottom rope now....pull it up to put more pressure on the hold...jerk it up and down a few times then go back to holding onto the ab stretch as I continue to pay back this little punk for what he did to me to begin this one....
Kash styles II
Still squirming around and huffing into ur hand when ur fist is buried into my stretched out and wide open abs. My body jolts from the impact and slopes slows my resistance which is followed by a devastating forearm that collapses my chest and precisely practically tames me. By the time ur pull up from the bottom rope by body is practically horizontal with my moaning head hanging low. Getting stretched to my max point when just a few moments ago, I was in total and complete control.
Kirk the Kid
suddenly drop you out of the ab stretch and let your body fall to the canvas....drop my ass down on your pecs...my knees on either side of your head...your arms pinned to the canvas under my knees....your face smothered into my wet thong covered bulge so you can't talk again....grin down into your eyes...my one hand on your hair to pull your head up and smother it even more into my throbbing cock in my wet thong.....
"remember this" begin to pat your one cheek a few times and yell out ONE.....
Kash styles II
My body collapses down to the mat as soon as you let go of me but ur right back on me in an instant. Dropping onto my chest and pinning me in a school boy, giving me no chance to move away… glazing up at you with tired eyes and get pulled into ur hard bulge and forced to eat more of ur musk and sweat with my aching body barely able to offer much resistance beyond an occasional twitch. Even ur cheek pat and a count gets nothing from me, my groans stifled in ur bulge.
Kirk the Kid
give your other cheek a few pats with my other hand and then bring that arm up to flex my bicep with my other hand still on the back of your head pulling your face up into my crotch as precum spurts through my thong now onto your face.....
yell out TWO grinning down into your eyes....then suddenly pull your head up by your hair as I come off your pecs pulling your arms up as well....."damm Kash you broke the count...guess your not ready to lose to me again just yet"...laughing out.....
Kash styles II
Putting on a smothering clinic as my face is plastered to ur bulge, can feel the outline of ur rod against my cheek as you grind away on me. Ur sweat gets mixed with some pre while u pat my cheeks, unable to summon any fight back. Ur musk drugging me and making me lightheaded as u yell two. Trying to tell myself to kick out but just about resigned for the loss when you lift off me and pull my shoulders off the mat. My chest slumped down, just grateful to be able to breathe again even with ur scent still swirling in my mouth and on my lips.
Kirk the Kid
get to my feet and pull you up to yours by your hair.....pull your back across my shoulders now...cupping your chin and mouth on one side to pull your head down on that side....bring my other hand up between your legs pulling down on your one thigh on the other side...bouncing your back across my shoulders now in a torure rack....
Kash styles II
Pulled up to my feet by my hair again, offering a weak swipe at ur hands before you easily scoop me up across ur broad shoulders in a torture rack. My body dangling on urs while you pull down and bend me in half. My moans and groans vibrating as you bounce me up and down. Showing off ur strength even if it’s a private match. You’ve more than turned this match around now. “Kirkk…. Ughhhh gddddd….”
Kirk the Kid
figure I've broken you down pretty good now...work the torture rack for a bit more....circling the ring....bouncing your back across my shoulders.....then dump you off my shoulders and down to the canvas as I drop down with my knee across your throat.....choking you with it as I flex my biceps over top of you....
Kash styles II
My trunks fully tented as you bend me backwards and keep bouncing me against ur shoulders. Close to crying out a submission when you throw me off you and let me fall to the mat in a heap. Once again though, ur just relentless and throw me onto my back and press ur chin down against my throat. Making me gag while I try to push u off me uselessly. Getting choked out by ur leg.
Kirk the Kid
grind my shin into your throat....then get up off you....grab your hair again and pull you up to your feet giving you another quick kiss....."see your still with us Kash....good....more to come punk"....laughing out as I grab your wrist and whip you into the corner turnbuckle.....
strut around the ring...bitch slap your face as your slumped in the corner....move to the corner opposite you....sizing you up across the ring from me.....begin my charge across the ring...shoulder down...ready to lay a tackle move on you by driving my shoulder into your abs....
Kash styles II
Get close to passing out from ur shin crushing my throat before u let up again, clearly wanting to send a message to me. Get pulled to my feet with my legs barely able to hold me up and give me a kiss, not pushing u away this time but it does get me leaking in my gear somewhat … I get thrown into the opposite corner and practically bounce off the turnbuckle and take ur slap with no response. Showing little signs of life when I see charging at me and use whatever energy I have to turn to the side to avoid a finishing blow
Kirk the Kid
figuring this is over....few more moves and be chaulking up another win of this cutie.....suddenly see you turn out of the corner....my momentum too much to stop me as my shoulder SLAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS into the steel post instead of your abs...hitting it so hard the ring ropes shake and almost collaspe but looks like I have made it to stand as pain DRIVES into my shoulder and down my arm...drop to my knees in the corner....pecs laying over the middle turnbuckle....grimacing out in pain as I bring my hand over to rub that shoulder that's still pressed against the steel post.....
my cocky over confidence back firing on me.....had this match won...toyed with you and not in big time pain with my shoulder and arm throbbing.....
Kash styles II
Just able to move aside and drop straight down to my knees against the ropes as you make impact with the steel post. While ur in the corner, I somehow manage to pull myself up to my feet and over to you where I lean down and pull you up, spin u around and throw you in the corner. I take a quick breath and find some miraculous energy to slug your abs with a hard left hook followed by a hard right hook. Mounting an unlikely comeback.
Kirk the Kid
pulled out of the corner...my damaged arm hanging limp at my side throbbing....now being thrown across the ring by you as my back slams into the corner turnbuckle hard....my arms fly up and over the top rope to hold me up....ring ropes shaking again as you do the smart thing...move in on me instead of pulling a tackle move like I did......
oooooooooppppppppphhhhh your hard hooks driving into my sweaty abs....gasping out for air....my damaged arm laying limp over the one corner...throbbing in pain...
Kash styles II
Running on pure adrenaline and taking a step back from watching you suffer and noticing that ur right arm is just hanging at ur side. I reach out and grab you by that wrist to pull you out of the corner and twist ur arm up behind ur back and pull it up into a hammer lock “how’s that arm feeling Kirk?” Pressing tight behind you, my hard bulge against ur bare ass cheeks. 
Kirk the Kid
grabbing that damaged arm and pulling me out of the corner into the ring now...ramming that arm high up my back into a hammerlock now....howling out in pain again as I slap that sore shoulder and bicep....feel your hard bulge rubbing against my ass crack.....fuk this punk mixing pain with pleasure now....."let go of my arm is you know what's good for you Kash"....grunting out to you in agony again....can't believe I had this match won and got cocky pulling you up from my pin attempt.....
stomping my feet into the canvas...desperately trying to free my arm...
Kash styles II
Walking you around the ring and using both hands to pull up on ur arm and creating maximum pressure on ur arm and shoulder. “I think what’s good for me is to keep you just like this until you can’t take anymore” I then lean my back into the corner while maintaining the hold, giving myself and my tired legs a little break while you suffer in my hold.
Kirk the Kid
circling the ring with me...working the hammerlock....feeling the pain building even more to my shoulder and arm....taunting me again...."well that's not good for me you little prick".....groaning out in ain as you lean your back against the corner turnbuckle jerking my hand up between my shoulder blades to put more pressure on the hammerlock......
feel your bulge rubbing into my ass crack....my thong wetting with more precum making my thong cling to my cock and balls now like a second skin it's so wet with precum and sweat but it gives me an idea as I arch my hips out and slam my ass back into your bulge....
Kash styles II
“No it’s not good for you, maybe you should quit then” still cranking the hammer on you while rubbing my bulge and subtly pumping my hips. Have us comfortably in the corner, feeling like you can’t possibly withstand this much pain to your shoulder when I feel some separation from my bulge then a hard slam from ur firm glutes. “Ughhhh fkkkk”. My body jolts and I struggle to maintain full grasp of ur arm.
Kirk the Kid
feel your grip on the hammerlock loosening slightly as I try to pull it down but can't as the pain to my shoulder and arm continues....grimacing as I rest my ass against your bulge for a moment....give my shoulder a slap to try and ease the pain as I grit my teeth feeling the pain to my almost numb arm now as it tingles.....arch my hip out again and slam my ass back for a second time....desperate to get out of this hammerlock and stay in this match.....
Kash styles II
Almost as quickly as the first slam happens, you follow up with a second slam into my hard bulge which forces my upper body to lurch forward into ur back and causes one of my hands to fully slip off ur wrist, leaving only one hand on you with a much lighter grip on you. Try to quickly get the hold back on while my bulge throbs before you can get free on me.
Kirk the Kid
feel your one hand coming off my wrist now but still holding that arm up in the hammerlock with one hand only now but not as tightly as before....."guess you can see I'm not quitting punk".....that damaged arm taking more punishment even with your light hold on my wrist.....know if I even get out of this won't be able to use that arm for a while and will have to fight you with one good arm for a while.....
right now my only concern is getting out of this fuking hammerlock of yours....my ass rubbing into your bulge again....my eyes tearing up from the pain in that arm....both of us sweating under the sun beating down on my ring....got to give it one last try as again my hips arch out and my ass slams back into your bulge once again.....
Kash styles II
I reach up and try to grab full hold of ur arm again. Been such an intense match, especially with the beating you have dished out that I’m sweating bullrts and exhausted. If I can’t reassert this hold now, I’m afraid you’ll retake control and destroy me even more. Before I can get you back, ur ass slams even harder into me and rocks my bulge again and forces me to let go of you and slump in the corner. Now holding my junk in my hands and struggling to stay upright in my tired legs. “Fkkkk. Gd damn it Kirk”
Kirk the Kid
finally feel you letting go of my wrist as I stumble out of the corner....grimacing just to pull my damaged arm down to my side....give that shoulder and bicep another rub and even that hurts....know I need to buy time now to get that arm functioning again as I turn around and see you slumped in the corner massaging your cock and balls.....
move back toward you....climb up on the middle ropes...grab your hair with my good hand...pressing the back of your head against the top turnbuckle as I lean my wet thong in and smother your face with it...."yeah inhale that for a while loser while I get my power back in this arm you worked on and will be paying for doing so as this match continues"....feeling my cock throbbing against your face in my wet thong as you inhale my manscent.....grimace as I shake out my damaged arm trying to get the blood flowing in it again......
Kash styles II
Looking down and tending to my bulge, I lose track of what ur doing until I feel ur presence close am frozen in place as you hold me in the corner and climb around me. “Unphhh nooo”. You then stuff my face back into ur bulge and force so much of ur musk into me. Each second that passes gets me weaker and weaker, like ur drugging me with ur scent. My body squirming while my sustained moans get muffled in ur wet thong.
Kirk the Kid
listening to your muffled moans coming from my crotch....taking my hand off your hair to rub that shoulder and bicep again.....fuk you did a number on it when I missed that tackle and you went right to work on it with your hammerlock....gonna need more time to get it back to full strength....know I am gonna need two good arms to defeat you so the longer I can hold you here the better it is for me.....
feel you squirming in the corner....still got some life in you....step back off the middle ropes....grab your hair with my good hand.....pull your body down on your stomach as I drop to my ass in front of you....slide my thighs around your neck and smother your face into my wet thong again only this time in my leg scissors....put my good hand on the back of your head to smother your face even more into my wet thong....grimace as my damaged arm lays on the canvas on my elbow....lift it up and try to flex it as I grimace out again with the pain still throbbing in it.....
Kash styles II
Feels like I’m completely stuck in that bulge and have little to no energy in me to fend you off. My face covered in ur sweat when you jump off the rope and give me no recovery time as you drag me down with you to the mat and curl ur big sweaty thighs around my exhausted head and stuff me back into ur familiar bulge with the added pressure on my neck. Just being controlled by ur musk as I have no answers, just huffing in whatever you giving me, so worn down now.
Kirk the Kid
keeping you sideways on the canvas as I continue to smother your face into my wet thong....don't want to put you out yet as I need more time to get that arm working again...having you in this hold is giving me just that time....flex my good arm for you making sure you can see it....then rub my hand over my thigh flexing around your head....".feeling the power in that thigh pretty boy?"....then giving my other arm a rub on the should and bicep again as I flex and unflex my thighs around your head....
Kash styles II
Laying on my side trying to find some energy to fight back but can only manage to squirm in place with ur thighs holding my head in place, not able to budge. Have just enough space to peek up at ur body and see you flexing over me. My hand lifts up and gets a hold of ur thigh, allowing me to feel ur tensed muscle as it constricts around my head, alternating between pulsating and relaxing, never letting me get comfortable. A true torture chamber.
Kirk the Kid
bring my good hand down and put it on the back of your head again.....pressing your face into my wet thong....grinning into your eyes.....holding your face then then pulling it off letting you get some breathing space again....not ready to put you out yet....paying you back for what you did to that other arm as I flex my bicep in front of you again...flex and unflex my thighs again...smothering your face into my bulge and then relaxing enough to keep you from going out....rub my shoulder and bicep on the other arm...feeling the blood flowing in it again finally....."those lungs of yours filling with my musky crotch scent Kash?"....smirking at you.....
Kash styles II
Feeling completely helpless and weak in ur thighs. Forced to eat more of ur sweat and musk when you press my face into ur soaked thong, moaning and whimpering into you. Taunting me with ur full control and toying with my breathing. Each time I feel ur legs tighten around my head, I feel myself get lightheaded and close to passing out only for you to relax and give me a chance to suck in some air… only for you to keep alternating the process again and again. My squirms slowing down and my body succumbing to you, have no responses for you.
Kirk the Kid
see the look in your eyes and loving it.....not letting you go out in my scissors as I continue to flex and unflex my legs around your trapped head.....change the scissors into a fig 4 crotch smothering scissors now...."like this better punk....warned you about working me over and now your paying for it"....sit up grabbing my foot and pulling on it to smother your face even tighter into my crotch...then lean back on my side to let you get some air again....pull on my foot...let it go again...alternating between the crotch smother and giving you some air....shaking out that other arm as the feeling is finally beginning to come back into it.....
Kash styles II
“Ughhh….Kirk….gdddd”. Muttering out as you continue to use ur legs and bulge to dominate me and wear me down. Switching to a figure 4 on my head adds to pressure and the smother but you continue to keep me conscious by relaxing the hold enough. No longer offering any resistance, just along for the ride and at ur mercy. My fears of allowing you to get back control coming true. My cock throbbing against my trunks and showing stains of the pre I’m leaking into them. Gonna have ur musk in my head for a long time after this.
Kirk the Kid
rub my hand over your wet bulge in your trunks....pull it up and lick my fingers tasting your precum that has seeped through your speedo....make sure you can see me doing it.....then grab my foot again....pulling on it...smothering your face into my crotch agan before letting go before you can go out on me....release the fig 4 lock on your head......still pissed at what you did to my arm and wanting more payback now....pulling my legs from around your head...coming up to one knee beside your heaving sweaty body laid out on the canvas and flex both my biceps now....grimacing a bit as I am able to at least flex that one arm again.....
Kash styles II
I wince my hips as ur hand rubs along my trunks while still trapped in ur legs. Constantly on the verge of going out until you actually fully release me from ur hold and lay my head down on the mat. Laying in a heap, completely covered in sweat with my chest rising up and down searching for clean air. My face has a layer of sweat and pre on it. Can barely see though my half closed eyes but can make out you kneeling over me and flexing like a god. Guess I didn’t do as much damage to ur shoulder and arm as I’d hoped.
Kirk the Kid
kiss that one sore bicep...."good to have you back" looking at that flexed still sore peak of mine...."looks like your learning your lesson now Kash...what should I do with you next"....grabbing your hair....pulling you up to your knees in front of me as I get to my feet.....press your face into my wet throbbing cock in my wet thong again....my other hand on your forehead....."now what am I gonna do with your pathetic body now?"....as more precum spurts out of my cock and into my thong and onto your face....
Kash styles II
Forced up on to my knees in front of you, don’t have the fight in me to do anything except let you control me and press my face back into ur thong while you taunt me from above. The outline of ur cock against my face, my lips can taste the pre coming through ur damp pouch. Nothing I can do to hold you off from making me ur toy.
Kirk the Kid
mussing your hair with my fingers...."be a good boy and kiss my thong covered cock Kash....tell me you wish you had a cock like mine"....grinning down into your eyes.....
Kash styles II
Can feel ur fingers in my shaggy curls, running through them and holding my head in place against ur thong. I peek up at ur body towering over me and smirking down into my defeated eyes with ur command. All out of my earlier swagger and cockiness, I obediently press my lips against ur thong and kiss it but stop short of telling you I want a cock like yours.
Kirk the Kid
moan as you kiss my wet thong covered bulge and wait to hear that you want a cock like mine....not hearing it I jerk your head back by your hair....."having trouble following orders are you Kash....time to end this before you can pull any more tricks on me" shoving you off your knees and down to your ass on the canvas....."well you've had to inhale my ass scent....my crotch scent....here's another one....one you won't escape from".....wrapping my arm around our head....drop to a knee behind you bending your upper back over that knee and smothering your face into my smooth sweaty armpit in my dragon sleeper now.....
"yeah inhale that pit scent now punk...taste my pit scent....not gonna tighten up on it just yet so you can enjoy it for a bit" as I rub my hand over your stretched out pecs...slap them....give your nipples a flick with my fingers...slide my hand down over that hard wet bulge in your speedo...rubbing it up and down....listening to your muffled moans coming from my armpit now....
Kash styles II
My face pried from ur thong by my hair and forced to look up at you while you growl at me and prop me on my ass however u want. I know you well enough to know what’s coming next but I’m unable and also unwilling to do anything about it… ur sweaty muscled arm curls around my face and pulls me back into a dragon sleeper and forces me into ur pit where ur sweat and musk hit me like a freight train. My body left wide open for you to explore while I become drugged by ur smooth pit, ur bulge rub adding more pre into trunks.
Kirk the Kid
rolling my shoulder now....tightening up on that dragon sleeper....smothering your face even tighter into my smooth sweaty armpit....holding you there...giving your bulge another good rub with my hand....then lifting your one arm and letting it go hoping to see it drop to the canvas after this long gruelling match against you....
Kash styles II
As soon as you roll ur shoulder along my face, I start to go lightheaded. I reach up and grab ur bulging arm but am too weak to pull it off. With all musk flooding into me and overwhelming me, ur pit becomes too much and after everything you have put me through, I begin to shut down and go limp. My arm falling loosely to my side after u let it go.
Kirk the Kid
feel you going limp as your arm falls to the canvas and I yell out ONE.....lift it again...let it go and it drops to the canvas again and I yell out TWO....lift it one more time letting it go as it drops to the canvas and I yell out THREE.....
letting your go from the dragon sleeper and laying you out on the canvas on your back.....cross your arms across your pecs as I get to my feet and flex my sweaty hard biceps.....the sun still beating down on us with both of us feeling the effects of this hard fought battle between us....slap your face with my foot..."wakey wakey Kash....time for the Kid to have some fun with your beaten body"......
Kash styles II
Out cold in ur pit while ur sweat pours down and washes over my face, mixing with all the sweat from ur bulge and ass already there…. Next feeling I have is from ur foot nudging my face and waking me from my unwanted nap. With ur musk still in my lips, I rub my face and flicker my eyes open, looking up at the beating sun and of ur dominant body towering over me. “Uhhhh….fkkk”.
Kirk the Kid
reach down....grab your sweaty hair....lift your body up off the canvas....push you into the ropes....push your arms back over the top rope...arching your head back with my grip of your hair....rub my hand over your sweaty pec mound...flick my finger against your nipple....rub my wet bulge into yours "that was some match you gave me Kash....almost lost it to you there a couple of times but as you can see was not to be....maybe you'll do better next time" winking at you and then lean my head in for a hot kiss on you......
Kash styles II
Still very disoriented as you peel my lifeless body off the mat and push me against the ropes, letting the top rope keep me up so you can rub at the body you just beat down before pressing our lips together in a deep kiss. Tilted my head for you while my cock flexes and tests the fabric of my gear, leaking through it.
Kirk the Kid
keep the kiss locked on for a while...our tongues grappling in our mouths....moaning into each others mouths....both our gear totally wet with sweat and precum as I finally break the kiss....grab my backpack....dump out my ropes....pull your baby blue speedo down and off you...."will be hanging this up on my wall in the house next to your other gear I've taken from you in our previous matches Kash"....grinning at you......
peel off my wet thong and toss it down with your speedo...both our cock thrusting out and dripping precum to the canvas...both our sweaty ball sacs dangling down.....suddenly pull up the middle rope to trap both your arms out to your sides in those two ropes...tie each of your wrists around those two ropes on either side of you....drop you to your knees...tie a rope around your crossed ankles behind you then another rope around the base of your cock and balls pulling the other end of that rope back to tie it to your ankles so every time you move your feet you'll pull on your cock and balls.....
Kirk the Kid
slap your face with my hard wet cock...."ready to kiss it AGAIN punk and this time tell me how much you wish you had a cock like mine".....rubbing my leaking slit along your lips.....
Kash styles II
After pulling your lips away from, drugging and seducing me even more, u tear off my trunks and slip them off my ankles, claiming ownership of more of my stuff. Left dangling with my hard leaking cock sticking out while u go to ur bag, knowing what’s awaiting me. … just as I guessed, you come back with an assortments of ropes and tie me up over my weak and low objections “no..please Kirk”. When I’m fully immobilized I try to move my ankles but pull and tug on my balls and groan out. Eye level with ur huge rod, my face snaps to the side from ur slap then take ur pre along my closed lips while you humiliate me. Fortunate were alone in the woods
Kirk the Kid
"where's that kiss to my cock and wanting a cock like mine punk"...slapping your face with my cock again...my balls slapping your chin as I rub my leaking cockhead over your lips again smearing them with my precum.....
Kash styles II
My eyes practically rolling back in my head after taking another hard cock sleep and having ur cock rub my lips. I finally obey you and kiss ur tip and lowly mumble out what u wanna hear. “I want a cock like urs”
Kirk the Kid
"who wouldn't....I know how much you like to suck it too Kash....your probably one of the best cock suckers I get to wrestle but then you've had lots of practise sucking mine haven't you and will get even more experienced at it as our matches continue....but first....time to drain you pretty boy...got to admit I enjoy sucking off your defeated cock but then I've had lots of practise doing that as well"....grinning at you as I drop to knees in front of you....
grab your tied cock and balls...pull on it pulling on the other end of the ropes tied to your ankles...laughing out....let go of your cock and balls...lean my head down....suck your sweaty balls into my mouth....rolling them around on the inside of my cheeks....then spit them out....lick my tongue over your leaking slit...bring my one hand up to rub and twist your nipples....my other hand going around to your ass to slide my middle finger into your hole letting it hit your prostate....
wrap my lips around your engorged wet boner and let my lips begin to slide up and down over your throbbing cum veins as my head bobs up and down on your cock sucking you off.....
Kash styles II
My mouth starts to slack jawed as you taunt me with ur cock hanging right in front of my face. I can’t help but kiss it again until you drop to ur knees in front of me and go to work on me … “ooohghjjj. Gddddd”. I can only mutter and whimper as you go to town on my tied up cock and balls while prodding my hole, making twitch in the ropes before you take my length in ur warm mouth and suck me so good. “Kirkkkk… fkkkk”
Kirk the Kid
my head bobbing up and down on your throbbing leaking hardon....your precum sliding down my throat...my nose nuzzling up against your sweaty pubes inhaling your pube scent as my cock spurts precum onto the canvas....poking my finger into your prostate...working your nipples with my fingers.....feel your cock tensing up....know your close as my head bobs up and down on your shaft faster and faster now....
Kash styles II
Getting a full body work over from you as ur finger pokes and prods my spot and u flick my nipples around all while my cock begging to throb in ur mouth until I can’t hold it. My head tilts back and my body tenses as I blast my load into ur mouth. “Uhhhh….. fkkkk….ughhhhhh”
Kirk the Kid
my head almost forced back off your cock as yur pent up huge cum load BLASTS out of your cock and into my mouth and down my throat...gagging on it...swallowing it as fast as I can as it continues to pour out again and again....damm figure you've been saving this up since our last match as it continues to spurt out until the last of it dribbles into my mouth and I slide your drained dick out of my mouth...your cum dripping from my lips.....
get to my feet...."dammmmmmm Kash that was incredible"....leaning my head down to lay another hot kiss on you letting you taste your own cum on my lips and tongue.....then breaking the kiss...."now your ready for mine you hottie".....
slide my cock into your mouth...feel it hit your throat...my fingers on the back of your head mussign through your thick sweaty hair as my hips arch back and forth...thrusting my cock into your mouth again and again....smothering your nose against my smooth wet sweaty pubes.....feel my precum leaking out and sliding down your throat now....
Kash styles II
You keep sucking on my cock and taking every drop of seed I have, draining me to nothing then kissing me deep and giving me a taste of myself. I stare up at you when u get to ur feet, drained and broken. Panting from recovery. “Yes sir” I mumble out before having ur long cock thrust into my mouth over and over again, poking at my throat while I inhale even more of ur musk, ur pubes brushing my nose and ur balls slapping my chin. My face taking a full pounding.
Kirk the Kid
damm your not only a worthy opponent in the wrestling ring but you are one good cock sucker.....your lips riding my throbbing cum veins....more and more of my precum sliding down your throat....my fingers digging into your scalp now as my head arches back moaning out in pure pleasure feeling my balls tightening up as my cock EXPLODESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS......
thrusting out my thick creamy cum load into your mouth over and over and over and over and over and over....totally draining myself until the last of it dribbles out and my fingers loosen up in your hair....sliding my drained dick out of your mouth now as I drop to my knees in front of you again....."THAT WAS AWESOME KASH"....leaning in for one more hot kiss as both of us are totally exhausted....
Kash styles II
Drooling all over ur shaft while you keep pummeling away at my throat and digging ur fingers into my scalp, holding me in place for you to use and finally deliver ur huge load down my throat with rope after rope being fed to me… when you pull out and drop in front of me and kiss my cum and musk drunk face, I very nearly pass out, offering my tongue for u to roll and low exhausted moans.
Kirk the Kid
break the kiss...."your too hot to send home right away....think I'm gonna take you back to my place...let you massage me in a nice shower to get outselves cleaned off....grab a nice supper and then hit my king size bed so you can service me all night....how's that sound?" as I untie you and release your arms from the top two ropes.....
toss my thong and your speedo into my backpack along with my ropes...lift you up over my shoulder...poking my finger into your hole as I climb out of the ring and head for my house....looking forward to that shower and spending the night in bed with you......"can hardly wait for our next match you hottie"....pulling my finger out of your hole...patting your bare ass cheeks with my hand and then shoving that finger back into your hole....
Published: 2026-05-07, viewed 77 times.
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