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Another Rookie Mark McCoy Dares To Challenge Kirk the Kid In The Wrestling Ring
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Kirk the Kidbig crowd on hand to see the Kid taking on this hot good looking Mark McCoy for the first time.....making my way to the ring to a mixture of cheers and boos....climbing my 5'11" 170lb body into the ring in my blue speedo....blue boots....blue elbow and knee pads....stretching out in the ring....standing in the middle of the ring waiting for my opponent to show.....
Mark McCoyI get the nod and head out for this long-anticipated match. I know it's going to be a tough challenge for me; I've had some good wins since joining this fed as well as some tough defeats, but my opponent tonight is skilled and experienced and will be a real test of how far I've come as a rookie. I get a good few encouraging cheers as I make my way to the ring, sensing that the fans might be on my side. I better not let them down...
I climb into my corner, 5'8" and 154lbs, so giving away height and weight, in my red speedo, silver boots and pads. I pull on the ropes, to hide my nerves by testing their tension. 
Kirk the Kid
ref calling us out to the middle of the ring to go over the rules....asks if we're both ready....nodding yes as he calls for the bell.....
reach out to shake your hand.....patting it with my other hand....."good luck Mark....your gonna need it"....big grin on my face as we break the shake....begin to circle each other....suddenly lunging in locking up with the collar and elbow....muscles flexing....pushing and shoving each other around the ring....
Mark McCoy
I smile at your comment as we shake hands, not letting you get into my head as I am determined if not to win this fight, to make sure you know you've been in one. I drop back as the bell rings, circle, then lock up with you centre of the ring. I flex my shoulders as i grapple with you for the advantage, feeling out your strength.
Kirk the Kid
not getting anywhere with this collar and elbow....this hottie holding his own against me....suddenly let up on the collar and elbow and pull your head down into a side headlock now....grinding your face into my pec mound....
Mark McCoy
Feeling good at holding my own in this opening tie up, I suddenly find myself wrenched into the side headlock as you work my neck, my face smothered against your firm chest. I hear the ref ask me if I want to give... as if! I wave my hands to signal no way then wrap my arms round your taut waist looking to see if I can work a counter.
Kirk the Kid
feel your arms around my waist.....suddenly hip toss you over onto your back onto the canvas with me coming down with you still having you locked in my side headlock.....
now smothering your face into my thick pec mound....."yeah suck on that pretty boy"...grinning down into your eyes......
Mark McCoy
I slam onto the canvas with your weight and chest pressing down on me. Shit, I'm letting this guy dominate too much and I need to prove I'm good enough to be in the ring against him. I hear your taunt and I kick up my legs, aiming to lockibing them around your head with my head scissors to pull you off me and out of the headlock onto your back and shut your mouth, at least for now. 
Kirk the Kid
am I loving this....working over this hottie in my headlock....feeling his lips on my pec mound.....suddenly those legs come up locking around my head and pulling me off you onto my back on the canvas freeing you from my headlock as you legs lock around my throat and the back of my neck in your leg scissors......
stomping my feet into the canvas...slapping at your thigh....gurgling out in your scissors.....
Mark McCoy
I lean up on my arms to increase the pressure on the scissors, taking a moment to recover and enjoy the sight of your hot body writhing in my hold. "What you got to say now, Kirk? Not much, asshole!"
Kirk the Kid
locked up nicely in this scissors of yours....thrusting my legs out and down into the canvas to try and pop my head free but it's not working.....feel you leaning up to increase the pressure on the hold....gurgling for air.....then the smart talk....bring my one hand up and give you the finger.....
Mark McCoy
I know I'm not going to get a submission from a head scissors, but it sends a message to you and gives me a breather. Just when I'm thinking about my next move you give me the finger, with the arm nearest me. I grab your wrist while your hand is still raised, release the scissors and lock your arm. I bring you to standing then switch to a wrist lock before spinning and whipping you back first into the turn buckle. 
Kirk the Kid
grabbing my wrist....releasing the scissors.....pulling me up off the canvas locking a wrist lock on me know as I grimace out then spinning around and whipping me across the ring into the corner turnbuckle....back hits hard....pain shooting up my spine....ring ropes shaking from the impact....slumped in the corner.....
Mark McCoy
Need to keep up the pressure and I follow in fast and hard. Excited by the sight of your hot but vulnerable abs I lean into the shoulder charge, aiming right at the sweet spot between the top of your tight blue trunks and your navel.
Kirk the Kid
see you coming at me with your shoulder down and aimed for my abs....step out of the way and let your shoulder slam into the steel post instead of my abs....
Mark McCoy
Instead of sinking into your abs my shoulder hits the post, the impact juddering through my body as I collapse to my knees. Shit, that really showed my inexperience, rushing in over-confidently against a wily opponent such as you are. I grimace as I massage my neck and shoulder.
Kirk the Kid
"awwwwwwwwwwwww did Mark make a mistake trying to work my abs and missed".....smirking out as I grab that arm.....pulling you out of the corner.....and jerking that damaged arm up your back into a hammerlock....."how's that arm feeling now pretty boy?"....whispering in your ear and flicking my tongue at your ear lobe....
Mark McCoy
I start to struggle to my feet but you are in fast and drag me to standing in the centre of the ring. The hammerlock jars my shoulder even more and I slap my free hand against it as I shake my head. "Fuck you, Kirk," I say as you whisper in my ear, silently cursing my cock for twitching at the feel of your tongue and hot breath in my ear.
Kirk the Kid
nibble on your ear lobe as I work the hammerlock....see your cock twitching in your speedo....slide my free hand down over your pecs....over your abs and rub it over your hardening bulge in your speedo...."somebody likes being worked over my the Kid doesn't he?".....whispering in your ear again.....
Mark McCoy
Annoyed by your humiliating manhandling of me in front of these fans I swing my hips forward then back, hard into your abs and maybe lower, then I dart forward, bending at the last moment to try and throw you over me and release the hammerlock.
Kirk the Kid
loving this....working over his hottie in front of the crowd.....arrrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh suddenly feel your ass slamming back into my lower abs and bulge....dropping the hammerlock as you move foreward and I drop to my knees behind you....my hands down clutching my battered balls.....
Mark McCoy
You release me and I turn to see you on your knees holding your crotch. Oops, silly me, I thought I was aiming for your abs, forgetting about your extra height... honest. Still, no time for regrets, especially when you're vulnerable to an attack. I grab your neck and pull you up to your feet, then, one arm between your legs and the other round your neck I hoist you up, resting you momentarily against my already matting chest before I line you up and slam you down hard on your back, centre of the ring. 
Kirk the Kid
pulled up off my knees....your arm moving between my thighs....your hand locking on my ass covered speedo....your other one around my neck....jerked up pressing your pecs against mine in a cross body...circling the ring with me then slamming my back down into the canvas with your body slam.....pain surging up my spine....winded....body bouncing on the canvas.....
Mark McCoy
I leap up, extend my leg and drop down with a guillotine across your throat.
Kirk the Kid
gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gurgling out for air as the back of your hard thigh drives down across my throat...rolling back and forth on the canvas...hands on my throat....gasping out for air.....
Mark McCoy
Quickly, I turn and roll you onto your back then cover you in a cross press. I hook your solid thigh and pull your leg up, stretching your blue trunks over your cute ass as I lean into the pin. The ref drops and checks your shoulders. They're down...
1ah!!! 
Kirk the Kid
covered laying across my pecs.....hooking my one leg pulling it up and back.....leaning into the pin as the ref slaps the canvas and yells out ONE.....thrust my one shoulder up to break the count....
Mark McCoy
The ref taps my shoulder to signal no pin. Damn! But I knew it might be too early to get you. I release your leg but taking hold of your wrist I pull you up to standing once more, this time using the wrist to whip you back first into the opposite ropes. As you bounce off I leap up, driving the soles of my boots at your chin for a flying drop kick that lands perfectly as I spread my arms for the cheering crowd.
Kirk the Kid
pulling me up by my wrist as you roll off me getting up to your boots....whipping my back into the ropes and slamming your boots into jaw as I come back off them with your drop kick.....back slamming down into the canvas again....rolling up to my knees as you showboat for the cheering fans...my hand up rubbing my jaw....back throbbing in pain....
Mark McCoy
You crash to the canvas, my boots landing full on, and I twist up to one knee, opening my arms wide to the fans cheering me on, enjoying seeing the rookie and underdog handing it to the cocky Canuck. I get to my feet, snapping my trunks, then beckon you with my hands. "Come on, Kirky Boy, get up and fight, unless you want to throw in the towel now and make it easy on yourself."
Kirk the Kid
rubbing my shoulder...shaking out that arm as you stand there taunting me about getting up unless I want to throw in the towel....roll up to my knees...arching my back....come up to one boot....then the other as I get to my feet...giving my shoulder and bicep another good rub....."only one throwing in the towel in this one is going to be you Mark"....growling at you as I suddenly charge you using my good arm to drive my bicep up under your jaw with an uppercut.....
Mark McCoy
I pay the price for dropping my guard as your forearm slams into my chin, driving me back. Fuck this, I think, shaking my head then coming back at you, a forearm smash crashing across your chest, catching your hardening nipples.
Kirk the Kid
giving that shoulder and arm another good rub when SMACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK you slammmmmmmm your forearm into my pecs with your brutal forearm smash.....HOWL out as I stumble back....pecs reddening......
Mark McCoy
Enjoying the look of surprise as I unleash the smash, I follow as you stumble back, pull my arm back and this time rake chop after chop across those glowing pecs. "Told you to throw in the towel, Canuck."
Kirk the Kid
SMACK...SMACK...SMACK....more backhard chops into my thick reddening pecs as I stumble backwards....my back hitting the corner turnbuckle....my pecs heaving...hurting.....your hand print showing on them......
Mark McCoy
Fired up, seeing I have you driven into the corner and again at my mercy. Not going to make a mistake of letting you get back into this fight, I duck and dive at you, aiming to drive my shoulder hard into your exposed abs.
Kirk the Kid
oooooooooppppppppppphhhhhhhhhh yoru shoulder driving into my sweaty abs....driving my ass back over the middle turnbuckle again and again....air blowing out of my mouth....coughing and gasping out as you batter my bricks with your shoulder blows.....
Mark McCoy
I pound your abs, doing all I can to weaken you further before the ref finishes his five count time limit and I have to back away. He gets to four and I step back but spin round bringing my foot up for a mule kick to your chin, looking to get in one more punishing blow.
Kirk the Kid
coughing and gasping out for air as you continue to batter my bricks with your shoulder blows....finally you back off as my ass slides off the middle turnbuckle...sucking air back into my lungs when your foot suddenly drives up into my jaw driving my head up and back.....my back sliding down the turnbuckle to sit on my ass in the corner now....moving my jaw back and forth....my abs heaving and sweating....
Mark McCoy
I push past the ref who is standing over you, checking if you want to continue this fight, grabbing your feet and dragging you out into the centre of the ring where no ropes can interfere with my continuing to hand you your very cute ass. I tuck your feet under my pits, holding your knees, then start to slowly turn you over onto your front, looking to kick my leg over as I twist to the side.
Kirk the Kid
pulled out of the corner on my back as you bring me to the middle of the ring....locking my boots under your armpits....your arms around the back of my knees....trying to flip me over onto my pecs going for a boston crab....trying to kick my legs to free them but can't...my arms out to my sides on the canvas desperately trying to stop you from flipping me over....my back twisted......
Mark McCoy
Battling with you, gritting my teeth and wondering at the reserves of strength or will power you must have to be fighting this Boston after all I've been dishing out. My trunks now well soaked with sweat from the match making the outline of my hard cock obvious to the fans watching as I finally get my leg over and start to sit back into the hold.
"Ask him, ref! Ask if he submits!" 
Kirk the Kid
powering me over onto my chest as you settle your ass down on mine locking me up in your crab....abs....crotch arched out....the outline of my hard cock obvious to the fans as well as it so wet with sweat and precum as it clings to my cock and balls like a second skin as does yours....my back arched....my hands slapping at the canvas.....pain surging up my arched spine....ref in my face asking if I submit....."NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"....shouting back at him in agony....
Mark McCoy
Much as I am feeling elated to be so much in control I tell myself to focus on the fight and not getting too cock sure as the match isn't over till one of us gets the fall or the knock out. I clasp my hands in front of my chest, pumping my biceps to keep your legs locked, my thighs bulging as I sit back in the Boston, taut ass to taut ass. The fans are cheering, whether at seeing you in real trouble of giving in or the unmistakable excitement in my trunks, who knows. I hear you yelling your refusal to give, but the underlying panic tells a different story. I increase the stretch as I heave on your legs. "Give it up, Kirk, before I break your back and put you out of wrestling for good!"
Kirk the Kid
leaning back....increasing the pressure on the crab....your buut pressing down on mine....taunting me about giving up before you break my back....."screw you punk"...grunting back at you in pain as I press my hands into the canvas....push up raising our bodies as I begin to make my way to the ropes....feeling that pain to my back with every move of my hands on the canvas....reach my one hand out and grab the bottom rope.....ref calling for the break......
Mark McCoy
What the... I look to the ref expecting him to signal your submission when you start to slowly inch towards the ropes. I try to keep you back but some deep determination drives you forward and then the soles of my boots start to slide on the sweat left on the canvas from where your chest was pressed against it. Eventually the ref slaps my back, not cos I've won but because you've got the rope break.
I stand and throw your legs down, frustrated and gutted, but still pumped with adrenaline. I turn to face where you are still lying, holding the bottom rope. "Get him up ref, and make him wrestle. He's finished and knows it and he's just playing for time."
Kirk the Kid
freeing my legs as you drop me out of your boston crab....reach for the middle rope to begin to pull myself up using them....getting back to my boots as I turn and arch my sore back.....giving it a rub with my hands.....see you standing there....all cocky and pleased with yourself....suddenly jump up on the middle rope....using it to slingshoot my body toward you and slamming my muscled forearm into your pecs with a closesline.....
Mark McCoy
You stand and I move in for the kill, but as I push past the ref you leap off the middle rope, your arm slamming across my pecs and driving me over onto the mat. I lie for a beat, stunned by the blow and bewildered at finding myself on my back after being so close to a surprise win. I shake my head; now I'm pissed, and I roll onto my front and start to push up to standing.
Kirk the Kid
I roll back up to my boots and see you rolling over getting ready to get back up to your feet as well....I stomp my boot down on your back......"nice boston crab you had there Mark but let me show you how mine works"...suddenly dropping my ass down on the small of your back....grab one of your boots....pull your leg up and back locking your boot under my armpit in a one legged boston....
yell at the ref....."check him out ref...ask him if he's ready to submit to me now"....grinning as the ref moves and gets down in your face behind me as I reach my free hand down and grope your bulge in your speedo giving it a squeeze and jerk knowing the ref is out of position to see what I'm doing....
Mark McCoy
The stomp slams me back to the canvas, face down. "Fuck this," I think.I start to push up on my forearms but you grab my leg and lock on a single leg Boston, stretching my spine and hamstring as the ref gets down in my face. "No way, ref!" I yell as he asks if I submit, before yelping as you squeeze my balls. "Watch him, ref! He's cheating!"
Kirk the Kid
hear you yelling at the ref about my cheatingl....pull my hand off your bulge as he looks up to check....."he's delirous ref....must be the pain of my one legged boston....ask him again" as he looks back down into your face shruging his shoulders asking if you give in again while I bring that hand down and slap your bulge with it then lock my fingers on your trunks covered balls and giving them a squeeze and twist....the crowd screaming at the ref......lean back pulling on that trapped leg some more as well....feel my bulge rubbing up against your arched back ass.....
Mark McCoy
"Ref! Ref! My balls, he's attacking my balls!" I growl as I shake my head when he asks if I give. I'm getting mad now, though whether at the pain or the cheating or the treachery of my cock reacting to the feel of your hand, is moot. Maybe all three. A look of determination crosses my face and I push up again on my forearms, the sinews standing proud as I take my weight and yours, then I start to pull back on my leg at the same time as trying to rear up and unbalance you on my back.
Kirk the Kid
ref looking up quickly this time catching the Kid before I can unlock my fingers from around your nuts....calls for the break as you begin to power up on your forearms.....damm your powerful....taking the pain of my hold and fighting back....let go of your balls as I drop your leg out of my armpit....getting to my feet....stomp my boot down on your back again as the ref gets in my face pushing me back from you.....warning me about my dirty tactics.....grin in his face......
Mark McCoy
I roll onto my back, massaging where you have been illegally attacking it, then lean up on my elbows. "You're gonna pay for that, cheating asshole," I say as I get to my feet. I stand, centre of the ring, fists up and ready to attack as soon as the ref moves out of the way. "Come and fight like a real man, Kirky boy, if you know how."
Kirk the Kid
ref still in my face as you get to your feet....mouthing me off.....push the ref out of the way and come at you....wrapping my arms around your midsection and hoisting you up off your boots with your thighs laying over mine and locking your into my bearhug now.....pressing my bulge against yours....my abs and pecs against yours....my clenched fists digging into the small of your back......"how's this for knowing how to fight like a real man rookie"....grinning into your face.....
Mark McCoy
You push past the ref and I move in, on the attack, but you strike first, hoisting me up in that bear hug, our sweat-slicked bodies pressed together. I arch my back at the pressure on my spine and have to shake my head again to signal no submission to the ref. I look at you, smirking, and it really pisses me off. Time to take the gloves off I reckon.
I lift up my legs and lock my ankles together behind your back, squeezing the body scissors at the same time as I grab the back of your head with both hands and pull it towards me. I swing my own back as far as I can then slam it forward, smashing a butt into your forehead.
Kirk the Kid
flexing my muscled arms against your rib cage.....digging my clenched fists into the small of your back....checking our your grimacing face in pain......suddenly feel your legs wrapping around my ribcage and crushing them in your leg scissors now....totally catching me off guard.....your hands on the back of my head.....CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK drving your forehead into mine with your stunning headbutt....my hands unlock from behind your back....drop to my knees still locked in your scissors.....head spinning......crowd cheering your move.....
Mark McCoy
Oh yes! You go down onto your knees looking stunned, but I can't afford any time to gloat as I know any weakness or opening will just allow you to get back into the fight. I give a final squeeze of the scissors then, holding your head up by your curly blond locks, I step onto my feet and bring a knee up into your chin, my grip preventing you from falling back.
Instead, I pull you up to standing and tuck your head down between my thighs, locking your arms with both of mine across your back in a chicken wing as you face the canvas, then drop back slamming you face first to the mat with my pedigree. 
Kirk the Kid
feeling your legs crushing my ribcage with one last squeeze of them when you grab my sweaty blonde hair to hold my head up as you get to your boots and drive your knee up under my jaw but your hold on my hair prevents me from falling back off my knees.....bringing me up to my boots by my hair now....bending me over....locking my head down between your thighs.....pulling both my arms up behind my back in a double chicken wing.....
panick as I know what's coming when BOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM you drive me down into the canvas with your pedigree....my body bounces up and falls to my back.....head spinning....lights over the ring spinning....crowd going crazy......
Mark McCoy
I turn quickly and see you in real trouble on the mat. Cheered on by the crowd I dive crossways on top of you, sweaty pecs to sweaty pecs, feeling your taut nipples dig into my chest. I hook your nearest leg and pull it up high, stretching your blue trunks over your firm ass as the guys on the front row lean forward to see if they can get a sight of your butt crack. I push your head to the side with my other forearm and press your shoulders hard to the canvas.
You got a lucky escape the last time I came near to claiming the win, taking the loser's way out with a rope break. This time I'm gonna keep you down and hey, if you don't hear the three count cos you're out of it, it'll be a nice surprise for you when I flex over you and slap you awake.
1ah!!!!
Kirk the Kid
your sweaty muscled body dropping down across my pecs....hooking my one leg and pulling it up and back.....locking your other arm around my head to pin my shoulders to the canvas.....my ass arched up slightly.....hear the ref slapping the canvas and yelling out the ONE count......still reeling from your pedigree....head still spinning.....another slap on the canvas and the ref yells out 2AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......crowd on their feet as they see you on the verge of upsetting the Kid....can't let this happen as his hand goes up again and becomes to come down....thrust my one shoulder up to break the count........
Mark McCoy
I hear the two count, my heart pumping with elation knowing I have you beaten, but then… Fuck! Your arm shoots up and the count stops. The ref slaps my shoulder to signal no pin. I can’t believe this asshole has escaped defeat by the skin of his teeth again. I release the hold and, in frustration, deliver two hard punches to your abs, causing the ref to haul me to my feet and warn me any more of that and it’ll be disqualification. “Right ref, I hear you,” I say, “now just get this guy up. He’s living on borrowed time in this fight.”
Kirk the Kid
ooooooooooppppppppphhhhhh two brutal punches into my sweaty abs...arms over my abs gasping and coughing out for air as you get up off me after having escaped another of your sorry pinfall attempts on me....talking smart talk to the ref as I roll up to my knees....then up to one boot then the other coming up in front of you and suddenly nailing you with an uppercut under the chin...."how's that for living on borrowed time you cocky brit?".......
Mark McCoy
Still focused on the ref, I make the cardinal sin of lowering my defences and leaving myself open to your sudden attack. Your forearm slams into my chin and my head snaps back, spit flying from my mouth as I stumble back agains the ropes. I shake my head to clear it of the stars circling the ring lights.
Kirk the Kid
flex my abs and give them another good rub....not going to pass up this chance as I see you back against the ropes....move in on you quickly...shove your arms back over the top ropes....pull up the middle rope to trap your arms out to your sides tightly in them.....cup your chin....arch your head up...lean in for a hot kiss....break it...."now who's living on borrowed time punk".....rubbing my hand over your abs now then digging my fingers into your abs with an ab claw......ref warning me.....
Mark McCoy
I struggle in the ropes, my arms trapped as you humiliate me with your taunts and your kiss, fuming at the touch of your mouth and my inability to wipe my lips after you contaminated them - and silently berating my cock for swelling at the feel of your tongue and hot breath. I grimace as your fingers dig into my abs, ,trying to kick out at you and yelling to the ref to stop you cheating your way to an undeserved win.
Kirk the Kid
release the ab claw....bring my hand down and rub it over your hard bulge in your wet trunks...."somebody likes getting worked over by the Kid doesn't he?".....grinning into your face....ref warning me to let you out of the ropes....."thought you come in here in our first match together and defeat ME Mark....what we're you thinking....maybe a bit more punishment might show you what a dumb idea that was of yours"....smirking at you as my fingers lock onto your hard nipples...begin to rub and twist them....ref's had enough...begins his count....1...2.....
Mark McCoy
Oh shit! My head leans back and I moan softly at your touch as I hear the guys in the crowd whispering when they see my cock hardening in my trunks. "Fuck you! You're gonna pay for this," I manage to say as my breathing quickens and my heart races while I desperately try to refocus on the match.
Kirk the Kid
"sure I am pretty boy"....grinning at you as I put my one arm around the back of your neck....slap your abs again then bring that hand down to rub over that throbbing brit boner of yours in your speedo...."oh yeah you like this a lot don't you Mark"....ref counting 3..4....as I let go of your bulge and back away while he unties your arms from the ropes.....
Mark McCoy
I flex and ease my arms as the ref releases me, looking at you furiously before adjusting my trunks to try to hide my obvious stiffy. I push the ref away to the side and charge forward, my head down to butt you in your abs.
Kirk the Kid
see the ref freeing you from the ropes....see you flexing your arms and rubbing them.....this rookie is giving me good run in this match and has come close to actually winning it a couple of times.....shake out my arms.....time to put an end to this before you get another chance when you suddenly charge out at me.....driving your shoulder into my abs with your spear.....my feet come up off the canvas as I fall to my back...legs going up....sweaty abs heaving...air blowing out of my mouth....coughing out for air again.....
Mark McCoy
I nail you with the charge, driving you to the canvas. I land on top of you and before you have time to fight me off I slide my legs down yours and lock on a grapevine... not so much for the submission cos I know you won't give to this, but to get inside your head. I split your legs wide, my crotch pressing into yours as I grind against you. I grip your wrists and press your arms down over your head and while the ref's busy checking and wondering if it's another pin attempt, I lower my head and kiss you hard on the lips. "Thought you might like to know what a real man's mouth feels like, Kirky Boy.
Kirk the Kid
opppphhhhhh you land on top of me...driving more air out of my lungs....you grapevine my legs spreading them apart....you hold my arms down to the canvas above my head with a grip on my wrists....your pecs....abs and bulge pressing down into mine as I feel out cocks in our trunks throbbing against each others....feel our hard nipples raking each others.....telling me what a real man's kiss is like as you lower your head and seal out lips together in another hot kiss....moaning into each others mouths,....our cock thrusting into each others.....mmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrppppppppphhhhhh......
Mark McCoy
I raise my head and smirk at you. "As I thought, just a jobber boy hungry for some cock. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm here to kick your ass not plough it." I release the grapevine and interlock your hands, pulling you up to standing then whipping you into the ropes. As you bounce off I leap up, the soles of my boots driving right into your chest.
Kirk the Kid
"yeah well only ass getting kicked here will be yours Mark" as I look up at you when you release the grapevine on my legs....locking your fingers into mine...getting up off me and pulling me up by our locked fingers....suddenly whipped into the ropes as I rebound off them and your boots SLAM into my sweaty pecs lifting me off my boots and slamming the back of my head into the middle turnbuckle stunning me as I slide down the turnbuckle to my ass in the corner....pecs showing the imprint of your boots.....
Mark McCoy
Damn. Nailing the drop kick to your chest could have been the knock out win, but I'll take pounding you into the corner turnbuckle as a good second. I drop lightly to my feet then follow in fast before you have time to recover as you pull yourself up in the corner. I slam a shoulder into your abs then resisting the temptation to hook your arms over the ropes and get some revenge, I grab your head and pull you into the centre of the ring where I tuck it securely under my pit. With one hand pushing up on your abs I drop back for the DDT and the end of Kirk the Kid in this fight.
Kirk the Kid
pulling myself up slowly in the corner...head spinning....ooooooopppppppphhhh double over with the shoulder blow to my bricks...coughing our for air when you lock your arm around the back of my neck....pull me out to the middle of the ring....drop to your back and DRILL the top of my head into the canvas with your ddt...body jerks up and falls to my back.....sweaty body twitching.....head pounding.....hardly even know where I am right now....almost totally out of it.....
Mark McCoy
I turn and push up into a kneeling position and get a surge of energy seeing you helpless on the canvas. "You've got to nail it this time," I tell myself, "no last minute escape for the Houdini of wrestling." I quickly scramble over to you, straddling your chest with my ass in your face and my knees on your shoulders. I lean forward to grab your thighs then pull them back into a reverse folder, your ass high and tight in your blue trunks and my hard bulge pressing into your sweaty pecs. The ref is down and starting the count...
1ah!
Kirk the Kid
mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppphhhhhhhhh your trunks covered ass smothering my face....nose pressed up into you crack....my spinning head now inhaling your ass scent as you grab my legs....pull them up and back under your armpits....arching my sweaty body in two....my ass on full display to the roaring crowd as they sense a big upset here with the rookie having the veteran rocked by the ddt and now pinned perfectly in the middle of the ring....my trunks wetting with more precum....my arched back burning....still totally dazed from the ddt....lungs filling with your ass scent.....
ref slapping the canvas....yelling out the ONE count.....can't move....mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppphhhhhhhh......
Mark McCoy
Shit, this could be it! There are muffled groans, maybe some by way of appreciation, but no movement from the cocky Canuck. I tighten my grip and lean back further, feeling your hot breath on my ass. I arch an eyebrow allowing myself a moment to imagine what I might do to you if I get the chance...
2ah!
Kirk the Kid
MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH my muffled moan building coming from your ass smothering my face as you lean back to increase the pressure on the ass smother and rolled up pin....feel the stretch to my hamstrings....the burning pain to my atched back.....still reeling from your blows to my head....my cock surging in my wet trunks...clearly outlined in them....crowd on their feet screaming out....MCCOY....MCCOY....MCCOY as the ref slams his hand into the canvas and yells out TWO......
and there's nothing I can do about it.....CAN'T BELIEVE IT.....losing to this hot rookie in our first ever matchup locked up in this perfect rolled up ass smothering pin of yours.....MMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH......
Mark McCoy
I hear the fans chanting my name, just another second and I'll have pulled off the unthinkable: the young rookie taking down the bigger, more experienced guy. I just need to keep my concentration and not start celebrating too quickly. I hold my breath, balanced on the edge of a significant win...
3ah!!!!!
I hear the magic number and release your legs, leaping up to punch the air, body glistening with sweat, chest matted and nipples hard... almost as hard as my cock straining the front of my trunks and eliciting whistles for several of the guys at the front. I look down at you, still almost out of it on the canvas and I place my boot on your chest and flex. "Nice try, Kirky Baby, better luck next time." 
Kirk the Kid
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO my muffled moan coming from your ass as the ref slaps the canvas.....yells out THREE.....calls for the bell to signal your win as the crowd goes CRAZY........my legs flopping back to the canvas as you release them....coming up off my face as I suck in some much needed fresh air...the scent of your ass still lingering on my nostrols....lift my head slightly to give it a shake...sweat shaking off my blonde hair.....both our sweaty bodies showing off the outline of our hard cocks in our wet gear.....
hearing the whistles from a lot of the guys....your boots on my heaving sweaty pec mounds....flexing your biceps over top of me.....crowd EATING IT UP.....smart talking me as you look down at me......"you are soooooooo going to pay for this next time Mark"....gasping up at you.....
Mark McCoy
"Maybe, maybe not, but right now it's time for you to pay..." I slip my trunks down over my thighs to calls and hoots, then drop again to straddle your chest but this time with my crotch and hard manhood towards your head. I rub the precum slicked head of my cock against your mouth. "You lost big time, Kirky, now it's time to take your medicine."
Kirk the Kid
talking about paying the price now as my eyes widen....seeing you pulling down your trunks freeing your hard wet brit boner and sweaty balls....crowd ROARING....dropping your bare ass on my pecs...your knees on either side of my head.....rubbing your precum covered cockhead on my lips....telling me it's time to take my medicine as you grin down into my face.....
your precum smearing my lips as my eyes up up over your sweaty pecs and into your pretty boy face beaming over this big win....my lips part as your cock slides into my mouth....tasting your precum....my nose nuzzling up against your wet pubes...inhaling your pube scent now....sucking you off....
Mark McCoy
I writhe slightly as you take my cock into your mouth, arching my back and starting to thrust slowly, edging my shaft further and further till its pressed into the back of your throat. I reach back and claw your abs but gently, before slipping my hand down inside your trunks to squeeze your ball sac.
Kirk the Kid
mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrppppppppppphhhh your thick cock gagging me....your precum sliding down my throat...my lips moving up and down over your throbbing cum veins as you face fuk me to the delight of the crowd.....feel you clawing my abs then your hand sliding into my wet trunks to lock onto my nutsac and giving it a squeeze.....
as your cock thrusts into my mouth....your leaking cockhead hitting my throat again and again....my cock surging up in my wet speedo as you work my sweaty full nuts....MMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPHHHH my muffled moan building as my cock suddenly EXPLODESSSSSSSSSSS thrusting out my thick creamy cum load over and over and over and over and over covering your hand and filling my speedo.....
Mark McCoy
The hot cum smothers my hand and I pull it away then wipe it all over my chest and nipples. My thrusts increase power and urgency, my balls filling with my own cum, massing ready, as your tongue licks round my shaft. I throw my head back and my body starts to spasm as I slam my cock hard into your mouth, the hot jazz exploding and flooding your mouth. I hear you gag as you try to swallow what isn't trickling out over your chin and my balls. My thrusts slow and my body sags, spent and satisfied and oh so elated from the win.
I slip my cock out of your mouth and get to my feet, looking down at you. "Fuck, Kirk, shame you don't wrestle as well as you suck cock... but hey, one out of two ain't bad." With that I pull off my trunks completely, wipe them over my sweat and cum soaked body, then drop them on your face. "Just something to remember me by, loser," I say before heading to the showers, through the guys, slapping my back and my ass and lifting me up on their shoulders.
Kirk the Kid
drained as you pull your cum covered hand out of my cum filled trunks....wipe it off on your sweaty pecs and nipples.....mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrppppppphhhhhh your huge cum load now BLASTING into my mouth and down my throat....gagging on it...swallowing it as fast as I can.....some seeping out around my lips moving up and down on your throbbing brit boner.....drained as you slowly pull your cock out of my mouth....
getting to your feet to wipe your cock off with your trunks and then dropping them down on my sweaty face to make me inhale the sweat and cum left on it.....more taunts as you climb out of the ring....guys hoisting you up over their shoulders to carry you to the back of the club leaving me in the middle of the ring in my cum filled truns with nothing but revenge on my mind for our next match.....
Published: 3 days ago, viewed 71 times.
Proplaya
1 hours agoGreat match by both guys with good back and forth. Congratulations to Mark for the win.
Mark McCoy
1 hours ago(In reply to this)
Much appreciated, champ!
Sam Osborne
1 days agoThis young rookie Mark McCoy not only won this match he won it well and wrestled like real pro with experience finishing the Canadian who has had some poor results lately with a picture perfect DDT and forcing the Canuck to smell his red speedo and asshole in a tight folding pin.
Well done Mark and Kirk must be thinking where he goes from here - Out to pasture I would say.
One of the best matches I have seen for a while
Mark McCoy
1 hours ago(In reply to this)
Wow! What compliments, Sam. So happy you enjoyed the match and seeing me own Kirk, and hope you see it again before too long.
Pinfall apprentice
2 days agoAnother great win for Mark, who is cutting through the CF roster like a knife through butter. Kirk badly outclassed here but a great match from both men. Congrats!
Mark McCoy
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Always good to hear your comments, PA, though I think it was a tougher match than you make out! Still, great to get this win over a class opponent.
Kirk the Kid
2 days ago(In reply to this)
thanks pinfall....it was a great match and you would know one from the number of times I've owned your ass and will again....haha.....
Pinfall apprentice
2 days ago(In reply to this)
As far as I recall, Kid, I have owned your ass exactly as often as u have owned mine....
Fearless Freddie
2 days agoMcCoy goes from strength to strength in every match and is rising fast in the rankings, Kirk's is a massive scalp to take.
Mark McCoy
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks, FF. No one's more stunned than me that I beat Kirk... well, maybe Kirk himself, but he'll just have to live with it!
Kirk the Kid
2 days ago(In reply to this)
stunned here myself Mark but won't have to live with it thar long when I make you pay for that win in our rematch.....
Mark McCoy
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Yeah yeah, if you say so, jobber loser boy.
Kirk the Kid
2 days ago(In reply to this)
yeah you should know Freddie as I've taken your scalp and will again.....haha
Fearless Freddie
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Ha in your dreams Kirk ....... you will go down hard when we next meet
Jay Slater-Jones
2 days agoA big win for Mark McCoy and a HUGE loss for Kirk the Kiddy.
I have to say this was a very satisfactory result as far as I am concerned.
Jay S-J
Mark McCoy
2 days ago(In reply to this)
I guess if it made you happy what more could I wish for... thanks, Jay.
Kirk the Kid
2 days ago(In reply to this)
so it was a satisfactory result for you was it Jay.....hope you'll feel as satisfied when I defeat you in our next match and then I'll be the one yelling YES....YES....YES.....as I grin down on your beaten and owned body laid out on the ring at my feet......
Price
3 days agoI was thrilled to see this match up. Trust me. I’m well aware of the Kid’s talents in the ring. The dude know how to get a win. But pretty much within minutes of joining Chatfighters, I took notice of Mark McCoy. There was something about THAT kid that told he he was a threat. Not just in his own weight-class; but to anyone. And mark has been proving me right ever since. He’s not winning them all— which in my book is a good thing. He’s learning. Adapting. And adjusting. Kirk was a big step up and it’s noticed McCoy. Welcome to being a real threat!
Excellent match from start to explosive finish!
Mark McCoy
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Gosh, what praise from one of the top guys on CF. Much appreciated, Price, though I'm well aware that I could be brought down to earth in my next match.
Price
2 days ago(In reply to this)
That’s what makes it fun. Plus I know you will always pick yourself right back up.
Kirk the Kid
2 days ago(In reply to this)
thanks for the comment Price.....he does now how to get a win and I'm proof of that but he won't get one on me next time....might have to get back into the ring with you again soon as well and win another one over you as well........