Muscles In Trouble

Jonners: We are wrestling in a private club, about 100 in attendance.

Rassle: I was invited for a match at this Bar and Wrestling Club, I found out they have the ring in the back room and can handle 100 guys... so I show up 30 minutes before the match and changed to my green speedo and black mask... and wait for the match...

Jonners: In my locker room, changing into navy speedos and boots.

Rassle: I hear calling my name, and I step out in my green speedo and black heel mask. and walk to the ring room... I look around since it is my first match at this place... walk to the ring... climb the canvas, salute to the crowd... The announcer ... This is RASSLE, a new guy to the Club, he is 5'9" tall, 220 lbs, smooth solid muscles, and defined as a HEEL, with mostly wins... WELCOME RASSLE!!! As he finish the announcement, I grab the top rope ... leap over the rope and show my agility and flex to the crowd.

Jonners: " His opponent, one of your faves here at the club, weighing in at 5'9 180 lbs JONNERS! I head down to the ring, high fiving with some of the fans. Climb up into the ring, stretch in my corner

Rassle: I stretch and warm up my muscles, smooth solid muscles body. I wink at my boy across and yell, "Are you ready to get owed boy" ...

Rassle:

Jonners: Look across at my bigger opponent, he looks in good shape. Flex for the fans

Rassle: I smirk ... I hear the crowd cheered for their know jobber boy, I can careless about that. I look at the my opponent, no REF comes to meet us... I know it is NHB, and hear the bell DING DING DING and the announcer FIGHT... i SMILE AT MY boy... come to the center... COMMON BOY... COME WRESTLE ... and get into a collar and elbow position

Jonners: Tug on the ring ropes, push out to center. raise arms as we lock up in a collar and elbow. plant boots to the mat, grunting as I muscle hard against you

Rassle: I lock up with this 40 lbs light weight guy... as he plants his boots , I just strain my body and push him back onto the turnbuckle and slam his back hard smashing his back and hold him there

Jonners: You use your extra weight to power me back into the corner. You press me to the turnbuckles....raise an arm, slamming my forearm to the side of your head

Rassle: I was expecting some type of retaliation as you slam a forearm to my side head ... but i push my head to the side and minimize the hit. but let him off the turnbuckle ,,, but grabbed his head by his neck and yank him hard in a head lock squeezing him hard and bringing him to the center of the ring

Jonners: Pulled out of the corner, my head trapped in your head lock, my face buried in your pecs. Raise an arm, slamming a forearm into your abs 1,2,3 times

Rassle: I was enjoying his face smothered into my sweaty pecs making him sniff me... as he sends 3 forarms on my 6-pack abs,... absorbing the punches but let him go pushing him off me onto the near ropes

Jonners: Fly across the ring, hitting the ropes. Rebound off, extend an arm to catch you with a clothesline

Rassle: as I send u to the ropes... as you come back i was prepare to welcome you back with my knee to ur guts... as both collide and ur clothesline choked me back and my knee hit ur abs real hard

Jonners: My clothesline connects but you catch me with a hard knee to my abs. OOOOFFFF......double up and stagger backwards

Rassle: ahhhrr I walk back coughing but not too hurt... as I see the knee did more damage to Jonners. as you double and stagger grabbing your guts... rush in and place my hand on your crotch... give you a good squeeze, other hand on you neck, and hoist you up hight over my head and BODY SLAM you BANG

Jonners: Scooped up in your crotch lift, held up high. Body slammed hard to the mat, ring shaking on impact

Rassle: The crowd shouts, FUCK HE IS KILLING JONNERS ... after the ring shakes from the hard fall... I walk cocky looking at the crowd... reply to the crowd... YEAH I AM GONNA OWN THAT BOY... I roll u to your back and raise my foot up and stomp your guts to make it feel better hahaha

Jonners: Rolled onto my back, your foot stomping my guts. Body bucks and falls back to the mat. Roll up to my knees, rise to my feet, sending a headbutt to your abs

Rassle: I was too cocky after the stomp... as you are hurt... I don't see the headbutt coming to my 6-pack abs... OOOOUUUUFFFF... and i retreat to the opposite ropes to get my breathing back...

Jonners: Follow you, push you back to the ropes, bending you over the top rope. Swing an arm, landing a hard chop across your pecs BAMMMMMM

Rassle: ahhhrrrr i felt the blow of your arm on my pecs... and cough holding the ropes

Jonners: See you coughing and holding onto the ropes. Swing my arm, delivering a second chop across your pecs BAMMMMMMM

Rassle: I breathe in trying to catch my wind back, then flex my muscular chest and the second chop didn't get me unprepared... I push you back with some power... and bounce from the ropes... come at you scooping you by your crotch this time i claw your balls to make you let a loud AAAGRRRRRR, then lift you up and slam your back in my extended knee and hold you in a knee back breaker

Rassle:

Jonners: Stagger back as you push. Scooped up in your crotch lift, my balls squeezed hard ARGHHHHHH. Slammed down across your knee in a back breaker. Reach up, rake to your eyes

Rassle: I pulled your chin back bending ur back and inflicting lots of pain and hurting and U let a groan HHHRRRRHHHH... when you get your hand up and rake my left eye... and go blind from that eye... and I push you off my knee and pull me back to the far end turnbuckle to clear my eye FUCK u BOY

Jonners: Roll on the mat, slowly pushing up, stretching out my back. Move in, grab the top ropes, slamming my shoulder into your gut

Rassle: I was clearing my left eye... having my right eye on you... as you had to cross the ring I had enough time to wait till you are very lose and just pull out letting you SLAM your shoulder hard with all your body inertia on the turnbuckle pole .... and I just watch you hurt yourself as I walk out

Jonners: ARGHHHHH.......you side step, my shoulder slamming into the steel pole. Push away from the corner, rolling my shoulder

Rassle: as you push away from the corner shoulder hurting... I cleared my eye... snd rush in , grab you by your back head and and using my body mass force and advantake I rush you and slam your face hard into the turnbuckle WHAMMMM

Rassle:

Jonners: My head grabbed, you rush me to the turnbuckle, slamming my face hard against the top turnbuckle. ARGHHHHHH......head hits hard, I stumble back to the mat

Rassle: as u stumble to the mat... I come from behind and grab your right wrist and left ankle and SURF YOU with both feet on ur back to stretch you real well and break your strength

Rassle:

Jonners: You grab my arm and ankle, pulling me back hard in a surfboard. My free arm slapping the mat. My face grimacing with pain as you stretch my back

Rassle: I hold you and pull harder to break your strength and muscles, even if they r smaller than mine... I look at you hitting the mats... desperate and arch your back more

Jonners: ARGHHHHHHHHHH........You pull harder on the surfboard, my back on fire. Slamming the mat, yelling out NO NO NO

Rassle: i let you go as you SCREAM NO NO NO... I watch you ... get up to my feet... while you lay on your back complaining from the SURFBOARD hold, . get to the ropes, rebound off and leap up in the air to drop my 220 lbs body on top of you in a hard body splash

Jonners: You release the surfboard, leaving me lying on the mat. you rush to the ropes, leaping off, dropping down onto me with a hard body splash. My legs buck and drop back

Rassle: I can see I broke some of his aggressiveness with the FACE SLAM and the SURFBOARD and now with 220 lbs BODY SPLASH... so i get up to my knees and do a victory flex to the crowd... they didn't like it much as BOY has not submitted yet...

Rassle:

Jonners: Fan boo loudly as you flex . I am lying spreadeagled on the mat, trying to catch my breath after the splash

Rassle: I did a finger to the crowd and smirk... turn around and and sit on his small of his back... grab his left ankle and pull it up into a 1/2 Boston crab and make him pound the mats... and I take advantage and rub hIs exposed crotch and YELL at the CROWD, he is leaking... AND HEAR HIM GROANING LOUD

Rassle:

Jonners: Turned over onto my belly and you sit on my back, locking on a 1/2 crab. You rub at my exposed crotch, the crowd booing you once more. Groaning loudly as your 220 lbs sit on my back, pulling hard on my leg. The pain is intense and I yell out YES YES YES I GIVEEEEEEEE

Rassle: i HEARD THE CROWD BUUUHHH ME... I smile at them ... crank harder the 1/2 Nelson and you scream in pain... and shout, "YES YES YES I GIVEEEEEEEE" ... i look at the crowd and laugh at them, as the hear your submission... I drop your leg and sat on your small of your back holding U down... and do another victory pose... I get off you and slap your ass ... good match boy... BY THE WAY YOU HAVE A NICE ASS ... LMAO and pose to the crowd

Jonners: Crowd boo again as you pose following your victory. Lay on the mat, holding my sore back

Rassle: i come to you place my foot on your gorgeous ass and pose for the booohing crowd... pointing down at their boy... then step back... grab ur hand and help you up to ur feet...

Jonners: Pulled up to my feet, beaten and hurting

Rassle: i grab your arm and help you walk out the ring as you are hurting and head to the locker room together

Jonners: You help me back to the locker room

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