Muscles In Trouble

Adam_the_strong_guy: Another day, another Match… i am already good in shape and had some big matches also a good Tournament in EICW behind me … and also gained some serious muscles …. so My boss of our gang told me that I have to do another fight in a ring… this time Not in my Home club … we Go against a fighter of the other gang but in their club. I am Pretty new in his Gang and I have to get known in Future. And For Sure I had some Nice wins in the past … He knows that I am a real good fighter and asks me to come to that appointment … he arranged a PRO RING Match in the underground club of my opponent …some girls serving drinks to the crowd and having some kind of VIP Seats … and the other boss of the other gang also sends his fighter… I am sure this will be a real nice fight for each of us. A Nice guy of that Club shows me my locker room… i dressed up in the locker wearing my golden posers, matching boots …. as the speaker announces me I get out of the locker presenting my 6‘7 height and my 290 lbs to the small crowd standing there in that warehouse arena…. The Speaker announces ADAM …. 6’7 and 287 lbs of pure muscles and my music appears…. a small crowd watching that spectacular match…. Going down the corridor to the arena there is a pro Wrestling Ring in the middle pf the Arena … some guys standing there … Then step inside the Ring Take the Steel stairs outside and Slide Over top rope … …. the place to fight and flex my muscles for the guys watching… yeah Adam is here guys to make a great show… my boss is cheering to me… Waiting for my Opponent.

Adam_the_strong_guy:

Behemoth: I recently joined a gang as they stated that the more matches I win, the more money I will receive. I agree to that as in short order I made a name for myself. I have taken down various members of other gangs and the boss did give me some respect after that time as well. The boss stated we got a visitor coming to face me. He stated that this might be a challenge for me as he was a bit bigger than me. I just nod as I like a challenge. The day arrives as I'm in the locker room getting myself ready for this important match. I'm wearing black and red trunks with black boots on. I get called as I head out of the locker room. Speaker announces..The Behemoth! I head out next looking at the crowd as I get a lot cheers out of respect. I go to flex my biceps as I bounce my backs. Some rock music plays as I walk to the ring. I look at the ropes as I hop on the apron. I look at you as I'm 6'4 290lbs of rock muscle. I go into the ring as I walk towards the corner flexing my own biceps at you and the crowd

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: After I flexed my Body for the fans and my music stops I Place myself in my Corner … stand at the ropes …. the Speaker announces my Opponent and his music starts …I am Standing in my Corner first alter the Entire Arena is focused on your entrance. I am flexin my Guns For the audience while the Speaker Annoumces my Opponent… the Focus is now on your entrance as you are the local hero here. I feel everyone is watching at you ….the Music of my opponent get started and I know fuck This will gonna be tough and Rough as I Hear your measurements… 6‘4, 290 lbs of pure black muscles…. You are similar to mine. Normally I am used to fight against Smaller guys …. Eying you as you enter the Ring … and I think to myself. Wow this is an Opponent my Size … gonna be tough Today …After your entrance …. You flex your massive Upper Body with an adorable Muscle Package and fucking Huge Guns… GGGGRRRRR … it seems You are the Local hero in that Arena so you Must Had some Nice wins in that Arena in the past …. Seems many guys in here know your and all your Fans the Entire Arena is cheering for You. Grunt as I See that and while I See You flexing and doing your entrance Show…. Like a Superstar…. I am in my Corner warm up my muscles and wait for the ref to start… fuck this will be tough in that Ring …. But then a massive Double biceps for the Fans before ref comes to the middle to explain the Rules ….

 

Behemoth: I look across the ring from you as I see your muscular body across me. I see that this will be a true test of power and skill as I shake my own out. I go to my corner stretching in the ropes as I can hear the crowd chant my name. I look at the ref in the middle of the ring as he going to explain the rules. Ref states its going be pinfall or submission. Stakes will be up to the winner. The crowd which is all men going wild as I bounce my pecs as I nod towards them. Ref signals for the bell as stays in the ring. I step out of the corner as I circle the ring. You're on my turf as the crowd chanting my name over and over again. I bounce my pecs as I look over at you as I shake out my big arms out

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I can feel the entire arena shaking. The crowd is loud, alive—chanting your and also my name,that pushes me forward. This isn’t just another match. This is everything. I catch the boss watching from the outside, arms crossed. No expression. I know what that look means. Win… or I’m done. Out of the gang. Out of the picture. The referee steps between us and lays it out clearly. Pinfall. Submission. Then he adds the stakes. Winner decides what happens to the loser. That gets my attention. I nod slowly, letting it sink in. I roll my shoulders, feeling the tension in my chest, then let my pecs jump just once—not for show, but to steady myself. When I lift my head, I realize I’m looking at that black muscle Monster Same size …. That doesn’t happen often in my life. It’s different. But different doesn’t mean intimidating. I lock eyes with you. I raise my arms and flex my biceps deliberately, muscles tightening, veins standing out. This isn’t arrogance—it’s a message. I’m not backing down. I belong here. The noise of the crowd fades into the background. Right now, it’s just you and me. Strength against strength. Will against will. I take a step forward, feet planted firmly on the canvas. Let’s see who breaks first. The BELL 🔔🔔🔔 rings and i raise my First arm…. Ready for a test of strength? Come on lets Battle it out big Boy ….

Behemoth: I look over at you as I see my boss looking at me. I can tell he got a lot of stake in this match. I don't know whats going to happen if i lose but I don't want to think about it . Right now I have to focus on the task at hand with this match. I look into your eyes as I sense you're not to back down. I nod in respect as I see you raising your arm up. I step towards you as I raise my own arm up. I lock my fingers with yours as we about to have a rough test of strength. I raise my other arm as I lock my fingers with yours. I look into your eyes as I press my muscle chest against yours as I grunt hard

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: The Fans are loud as they See you also Raise your arm and our Fingers Connect…. Grunt as we stand next to each other chest to chest with raised arms and locked fingers…. A Deep breathe and my power explodes …. So each muscle starts flexing Awesome …. The audience cheers loudky… GRRRRTRTRTTTTUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGSSSS…. my entire Body Flexes and my veins popp out…. Try to bring that Body of yours backwards…. The Fans cheer loud in your back…. GGGGGRRRRRRRRRR…. Feel your power ….. I try to overpower that black Rock of muscles…

Behemoth: I can hear the fans as I grunt looking at you. I look at you as I feel you trying to over power my muscles. I grunt hard as I go push your fingers into your own fingers. I plant my feet as I'm trying to bring you down myself. I lift your arms up as I push into your fingers. I grunt hard as I try to bring you down to your knees 

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: Our locked hands are start to flex hard …. Veins popp out …. The back of the Fighters are also flexing hard ….. then I feel your power as the pressure builds. Your firm grip forces my fingers back for a moment, but I plant my feet, tightening my core. My entire Body is flexed and veins popp out my arms and my muscles Shine in those Arena lights …. Our chests press together as each of us tries to drive the other backwards. With a sharp exhale, GGGGRRRRRRRRR…I brace and push forward, trying to break your balance and force you to shift your weight. “What’ve you got?” I growl through clenched teeth, refusing to let my stance give. The Fans cheer loud as they See that muscle guys struggling inside the ropes… GGRRRR

Behemoth: I look at you as I grunt hard as I feel your power again. I feel my chest against yours as I feel you resisting. I grunt as I look over at you as I feel your standing still. I'm not sure if I can overpower you as for most guys they will be down on their knees by now. I hear you taunt as I look at you. I lift my head up to slam a headbutt into your big muscle chest. The crowd gets a bit loud as I make the first move

Adam_the_strong_guy: Moan loud in your firm grip… Want to increase a Bit but GGGGRRRRRR Your massive black muscle Body stops my power Attack…. GGGRRRRR…..usually my opponents Go down when my muscles start Like That …. But You Are a Black Rock of muscles Like Steel …. Then I feel my Arms start trembling…. Thats a sign that my power is Leaving slowly while your black muscles are still stable and pressing with Awesome power …. The audience sees that I am in troubles at that Point of the Match …. Moan and cant believe Whats Happening … you overpower me fies slowly and then UUUGGGGG my Body sweating…. Aaaggghhh then you Hammer your forehead on my chest … UUUFFFGGHHH that forces me down on my knees …. UUUGGGHHH …. Fuck This is a torture

 

Behemoth: I manage to get you down on your knees as I grunt hard. The crowd roaring with cheers as I look down at you. I look at you determined to show my power. I look at you as my power manage to bring you down to your knees. I lift my big leg up with a knee strike into your jaw. I let go the grip as I go to the center of the ring. I flex my right bicep as I take a small lead in this match.

Adam_the_strong_guy: The audience cheers loud at you as the See You get slowly the advantage over me …. Moan and my Arms tremble…. Normally I am the Strong Man Inside the ropes …. UUUFFF down on my knees After that headbutt…. Down on the knees you enjoy your Position overpowerin Adam … my Boss upset and yells…. Then you hold me in that Position for another second…. Suddenly a massive knee Hits my jaw…. Spit flies… UUUFFGGGG… down on my knees… try to get up… See You flex your guns for your Fans

Behemoth: I look at you as I can hear the boss yelling at me to stay on top of you. I walk towards you as I go to grab your head lifting you up to your feet. I bend your head down as I wrap my right arm around your head. I grab your trunks as I look over at the crowd. I go to try to lift you off the mat aiming for a vertical suplex

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I feel your arm wrap around my head as you pull me in tight, trying to lock me up for the vertical suplex. Your power is unreal, and for a second I can feel my boots almost leaving the mat. But I know what you’re trying to do. “Nnngh… no… not like this…” I drop my hips hard and make myself dead weight, forcing my body down instead of letting you lift me. My legs tense, my boots grind into the canvas, and I pull against your grip with everything I have. The crowd roars as your first lift stalls. You try to muscle me up again, but I shift my weight lower, dragging your center of gravity down with me. I can hear my boss yelling from the outside, screaming at me to fight back, and that lights a fire in me.

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I plant one foot, twist my body, and slip just enough out of your front facelock to move behind you. “Not yet, Behemoth…” I wrap my arms around your massive waist from behind, locking my hands tight against your stomach. My chest presses into your back as I dig in and try to turn your own power against you. The crowd explodes as I squeeze down and prepare to launch you backward. Now it’s my turn. I bend my knees, grit my teeth, and try to rip you off the mat for a German suplex.

 

Behemoth: I go to try to lift you off the mat. I thought at first I manage to lift your body off the mat. You then smartly make your self even heavier. I let out a small grunt as I try to lift you up again. You definitely not making it easy as I feel your own weight to prevent me from lifting you up again. I try it again but you go underneath me as I feel your arms around my waist. You go to lift me up as I grunt hard. I feel you lifting me up as I felt my head and shoulders hitting the mat with a German suplex. The crowd booing you now as you got some offense on their hometown bro

Adam_the_strong_guy: Wow … I feel your body finally leave the mat as I drive through with everything I have. My arms stay locked tight around your massive waist, my teeth clenched, my legs burning under your weight. “Rrrgh… got you now!” I bridge back hard and rip you off your feet, throwing you over with the German suplex. The second your head and shoulders crash into the canvas, the whole ring shakes from the impact. BOOM! I roll through onto one knee, breathing heavy, sweat running down my face as the crowd starts booing me loudly. I can hear them turning on me, angry that I finally dropped their hometown monster. I slowly rise to my feet, looking down at you with a confident grin. “Yeah… not so strong now, are you?” I turn toward the crowd and flex both of my arms, showing off my power while the boos rain down around me. I soak it in for a second, smirking as my boss yells from ringside, telling me to stay on you and finish the job.

Adam_the_strong_guy:

Adam_the_strong_guy: I nod once, then turn back toward you. No more wasting time. I step over to your body and grab you by the head, forcing you up from the mat. You’re heavy, but I pull hard, dragging you back to your feet. I shove your head down between my legs and hook both of your arms, locking them tight. The crowd gets louder as they realize what I’m going for. I look out at them with a cold grin, keeping your arms trapped and your head bent low. “Time to put the Behemoth down.” I plant my boots, tighten my grip, and start setting you up for the pedigree.

Behemoth: I'm on my back as I shake my head a bit. I can hear my boss yelling at me as I know I need to fight back in this match. I can hear the boos as I look up at you flexing your big biceps to the crowd. The crowd chanting my name as I can hear someone else yelling not sure who that was. It might have been your boss as I try to sit up. I feel you grabbing my head lifting me up to my feet. You pull my head between your legs. I feel you lifting my arms up onto my back. I hear you taunting as I know that this is bad. I go to push my arms down using my own power. I put my shoulder into your abs as I thrust you back aiming your back into the turnbuckle

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I keep your head trapped between my legs, my hands locking your arms behind your back as I get ready to finish you. The crowd is roaring, booing me louder and louder, but I just smirk down at you. “Stay down, Behemoth…” For a second, I think I have you. Then I feel it. Your arms start pushing down against mine with raw power. My eyes widen as your shoulders tense underneath me, your whole body fighting against the setup. I try to tighten my grip, but you’re too strong. “No—wait!” Before I can stop you, you drive your shoulder hard into my abs. “UUUFFF!” The air gets knocked out of me as you surge forward with all your weight. My boots scrape across the canvas, and suddenly my back slams hard into the turnbuckle. BAM! “AAAGH!” My arms fly up over the top ropes as my body arches from the impact. I didn’t expect you to break free like that. I hang there in the corner, breathing hard, my chest rising and falling while pain shoots through my back. The crowd explodes for you, chanting your name even louder. I grit my teeth and glare down at you, stunned that you escaped the pedigree. My boss is screaming from ringside, furious that I let you turn it around. I try to pull myself out of the corner, but my arms are still draped over the ropes and my legs feel heavy from the impact…. MOAN in pain … UUUGGGHHH

 

Behemoth: I manage at the moment to keep in control as I send your back into the turnbuckle. I move my shoulder from your abs as I lift my body up rubbing my neck a bit. I can hear my boss yelling at me to stay on top of you. I put my left hand on your jaw pushing your neck back on the turnbuckle. I lift my right arm up as I send my big forearm into your muscle chest. The sweat spraying from your chest. I send another forearm into the chest. I go to grab your right wrist as I go to Irish whip you into the opposite turnbuckle with some extra force

Adam_the_strong_guy: I am in the Corner my Boss yells at me to get out of that dangerous Zone ….I feel your shoulder move away from my abs, and I try to straighten up, but before I can recover, your left hand presses hard against my jaw. My head is forced back against the top turnbuckle, my neck stretched as I glare at you through the pain. “Get off me…” Then I see your right arm rise. Your huge forearm crashes into my chest. “AAAGH!” My body jerks against the corner, sweat flying from my chest as the slap of muscle echoes through the ring. I grab at the ropes with one hand, trying to keep myself upright, but you don’t give me any time. Another forearm smashes into my chest. “UUUFFF!”… My legs bend slightly, my chest burning from the impact. The crowd gets louder with every shot, and I can hear my boss yelling at me from ringside, furious that I’m losing control. I try to shove you back, try to plant my feet, try to reverse whatever comes next — but you grab my right wrist before I can react. “NNNNOOOOOO“

Adam_the_strong_guy: You yank me out of the corner and whip me across the ring with extra force. I try to twist my body and reverse it, but your power is too much. My boots skid across the canvas as I’m sent flying toward the opposite turnbuckle. I turn at the last second— BAM! My back crashes into the opposite corner hard. “AAAHH!” My arms fly over the ropes again as my body arches from the impact. I slump against the turnbuckle, breathing heavy, my chest red and burning, my back aching from the collision. I look across the ring at you, shocked by how quickly you turned this around.

 

Behemoth: I look at the crowd as I can hear the crowd going loudly for me. My boss is happy as I flex my biceps for the crowd. I look at you as I walk towards you. I look at your muscles suffering as I bounce my pecs at you. I grab your head pulling your body from the turnbuckle as I walk us to the center of the ring. I turn you around as I put my arms under your thick muscled arms. I grunt as I try to lift your arms up trying to lock in the full nelson to show off more of your muscles

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m still trying to catch my breath in the corner, my chest heaving after getting slammed hard into the turnbuckle. Every inhale burns, and I can feel the pain running through my back and shoulders. “Uuugh… damn…” I look up and see you feeding off the crowd. They’re roaring for you now, and I can hear your boss barking from ringside, loving every second of it. You flex your biceps for the fans, then start walking straight toward me like you already know you’re in control. I try to steady myself, but I’m still hurting.

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: You come right up to me, staring at me while I struggle to breathe. I can see the confidence in your eyes as you bounce your pecs in front of me, showing off while I’m still trapped in the corner. “Still showing off… huh…” Before I can recover, you grab me by the head and yank me out of the turnbuckle. I stumble forward with you dragging me, my legs heavy as you pull me all the way toward the center of the ring. I try to plant my feet, try to fight your grip, but you turn me around before I can react. Then I feel it. Your massive arms slide underneath my thick arms from behind. My eyes widen as I realize exactly what you’re going for. “NNNOOOOOO“

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I tense up and try to wrench free, but you grunt and force my arms upward. Your power overwhelms me as you pull tighter and tighter, locking your hands behind my head. The full nelson is in. “AAAHH—!” My chest pushes out, my abs tightening, my whole upper body forced open and on display as you crank my arms back. My muscles are flexed helplessly, every part of my body exposed while you show me off to the crowd like a trophy. I struggle hard, trying to shake loose, but your grip is too strong. “UUUGGGHHHHH… damn you…!” I can hear the crowd explode as you hold me there in the center of the ring, my body trapped, my muscles straining, and my face twisted in pain while you keep the full nelson locked in tight.

Behemoth: I manage to overpower you with a full nelson. I look at your body as I can see the muscles straining. "I hope you life my muscles." I rub my hard bulge into your ass as the ref comes over asking you do you give up?MY boss yelling to keep you in the hold as I push your neck down. I shake your body side to side adding more pressure into your neck. The crowd is on my side as I can hear them chanting tap tap as I can feel your muscles straining in the full nelson

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m trapped. Your arms are locked under mine, your hands crushing behind my head, and every second in this full nelson feels worse than the last. My chest is forced out, my abs tight, my legs planted wide as I try to hold my ground, but your power is overwhelming me. “Uuugh… no…” The crowd is roaring for you now, louder and louder, and I hate it. Normally, I’m the one doing this to other men. Normally, I’m the one showing off, bending opponents backward, putting their bodies on display while they struggle. But now it’s me. The 6’4”, 290-pound Behemoth has me locked up in the middle of the ring, and I can feel the control slipping away. Fuck and I feel your bulge in my back…. GGGRRRRR Moan in pain …

Adam_the_strong_guy: Your grip tightens again, forcing my arms higher. My muscles strain helplessly against yours, my biceps and chest flexing under pressure as you shake me side to side. Pain shoots through my shoulders and neck, and I throw my head back with a loud groan. “AAAGH… no… no!” The referee gets close, watching my face carefully. “Adam, do you give up?” I grit my teeth, sweat running down my face as the crowd starts chanting. My boss screams from ringside, telling me not to quit, telling me to fight through it. I hear him, but your arms feel like steel around me. You push down on my neck again, and my knees bend for a second. “Nnngh… NO!” I shake my head hard, refusing to give the referee what he wants. My whole body is shaking now, my muscles flexed and trapped, my breathing rough and uneven. I try to power my arms down, try to break your grip, but you keep the hold locked in tight. I can feel the crowd feeding you more energy with every chant, and that makes it even worse.

 

Behemoth: I can feel you struggling in my full nelson as I feel the sweat of your muscles into my body. I can hear my body telling me to stay on you and don't get cocky. I see that you haven't submit to me as I need a new move. I put my arms down breaking my grip from you as I go to push your body into the ropes. I plant my feet as I lower my shoulder looking at coming back to me. I'm looking to add more pain aiming for a spine buster as I can hear the roaring of the crowd. I

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m still trapped in your full nelson, my body shaking, my chest forced out, my arms stretched high and useless while the crowd keeps roaring for you. “Uuugh… no…” My muscles are burning from fighting your grip. Every time I try to pull my arms down, you overpower me again, keeping me stretched open in front of everyone. I can hear the fans chanting, feeding you more and more energy, and I hate how much control you have right now. Then suddenly, I feel your grip loosen.

Adam_the_strong_guy: For one second, I think I’ve got a chance. I suck in a breath, my shoulders aching as your arms release me. But before I can turn around or recover, you shove me hard into the ropes. “Whoa—!” My chest hits the cables and I bounce off them, stumbling forward with heavy legs. I try to slow myself down, try to stop my momentum, but my body is already coming back toward you. I look up and see you planted in the center of the ring. Your feet are set. Your shoulder is lowered. My eyes widen. “No—no… NNNOOOOO“

Adam_the_strong_guy: I try to brace myself, but I’m too late. I run straight into you, and your massive arms catch me around the body. The impact knocks the air from my lungs as you scoop me up with terrifying power. “UUUFFF!” For a split second, I’m lifted off the mat, my legs kicking as the crowd explodes. I feel completely helpless in your grip. Then you drive me down. BOOM! My back slams into the canvas with a thunderous spinebuster. The whole ring shakes beneath me, and my body arches from the impact before collapsing flat. “AAAGH!” I roll slightly onto my side, clutching at my back, gasping for air. Pain shoots up my spine, and my chest heaves as I stare up at the lights. The crowd is deafening now, chanting your name while I struggle just to breathe. I try to push myself up with one arm, but my body doesn’t answer right away. “Damn… damn it…” I grit my teeth, refusing to stay down, but that spinebuster took almost everything out of me.

Behemoth: I look at you as coming back towards me. I wrap my arms around your body as I hoist you off the mat with ease. I drill your body with a spinebuster with the crowd roaring with cheers. I stand up as so far I dominate this match against the bigger stud. I bounce my pecs as I flex my biceps once again to the crowd. I can hear my boss clapping for me as he didn't expect anything less from me. I grab your wrist as I lift you up to your feet. I wrap my arms around your waist. I go to try to lift your body up as I go to squeeze tight with a bearhug. I feel more of your sweat into me as I feel your big bulge into your abs

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m still down from the spinebuster, my back burning against the canvas while the crowd roars for you. I hear them chanting your name, and it only makes the pain worse. I try to roll away, try to get some space, but you’re already standing over me. You flex again for the crowd, bouncing your pecs like this match belongs to you now. I hate seeing it. I hate hearing them cheer for you while I’m the one struggling to breathe. Then you grab my wrist. “No… get off…” You pull me up with raw strength, dragging me back to my feet before my body is ready. My legs feel heavy, my back still aching, and before I can even throw a strike, your arms wrap around my waist. My eyes widen. “No—wait—!” You lock your hands behind my back and squeeze. “UUUFFF!”

Adam_the_strong_guy: The air rushes out of my lungs as your bearhug clamps down around me. My boots lift slightly off the mat for a second, and my whole body tenses in your grip. My abs tighten, my chest flexes, my arms strain against your shoulders as I try to pry myself free. But you’re too strong. “AAAGH… damn it…” You squeeze harder, crushing me against your massive frame. My muscles are on display whether I want them to be or not, flexing helplessly under the pressure. My legs kick and tense, my thighs shaking as I try to find balance, but you keep me trapped in the center of the ring. The referee steps close, watching my face. “Adam, do you give up?” I shake my head hard, teeth clenched, sweat running down my chest. “No… no!” Your arms tighten again, and I throw my head back with a loud groan. “UUUUGHH!” The crowd explodes as you overpower me, and I can hear your boss clapping from ringside, loving every second of it. I try to push at your head, try to drive my elbows down, try anything to break the hold, but your grip doesn’t move. Normally, I’m the one doing this. Normally, I’m the one squeezing the fight out of someone, showing off my strength while they suffer. But now Behemoth has me.

 

Behemoth: I look over to you as I can see you struggling to escape the bearhug. I can watch your muscles straining as I can feel your harden bulge into my 8 pack abs. I can hear the crowd roaring with cheers as your boss can't believe what he is seeing. I go to tighten up the squeeze in my bearhug."So Adam are you sure you don't want to submit" I grin as I can hear the crowd chanting my name as they want their hero I suppose to defeat the outsider

Adam_the_strong_guy: Your arms crush tighter around my waist, and I throw my head back with a strained groan. “Uuugh… no…” My muscles flex hard as I fight against the bearhug, my back arching and my legs shaking while I try to pry your grip apart. Every squeeze knocks more air out of me, but I refuse to give the referee an answer. “No… I’m not submitting…” I hear the crowd chanting your name, louder and louder, but then my boss screams from ringside. “Adam! Show what you can do!” That snaps something inside me. I grit my teeth, plant my boots as best I can, and keep struggling in your grip. My arms press against your shoulders, my chest heaving as I force myself to stay conscious and keep fighting. “Nnngh… you’re strong, Behemoth… but I’m not done…” I shake my head at the referee again, refusing to quit while my whole body strains inside your bearhug.

 

Behemoth: I can feel you resisting as I feel your hands on my shoulders. My boss wanting me to stay on top of you feeling like I got you weak enough. I go to try to tighten up the bearhug once again. Ref looking on as he sees you not giving up but still have to ask as its part of his job. Ref asking you do you give up as I keep you in the center of the ring. The crowd looking on to see you going to submit to me. So far I manage to keep a dominating pace.

Adam_the_strong_guy: Your arms crush tighter around my waist, and I let out a rough groan as the bearhug squeezes the air from my lungs. “Uuugh… no…” The referee steps closer, looking right at my face. “Adam, do you give up?” I shake my head immediately, teeth clenched, my hands pushing hard against your shoulders. My body is shaking, my muscles straining, but I refuse to let you break me. “No! I don’t give up!” I hear the crowd roaring for you, waiting to see me submit, but I keep fighting. I dig my boots into the mat, twist my upper body, and try to force space between us. My boss yells from ringside, and I hear him over the noise. “Adam! Keep fighting!” I grit my teeth and push harder, refusing to quit. “Nnngh… „ Moan and try to get out of your massive bearhug….

 

Behemoth: I can hear moaning as the sweat of both of bodies colliding with each other. I look at you as I keep the bearhug in as I go to squeeze again. I feel you twisting your body feeling trying to break out of the bearhug. I feel your hands on my chest as I'm fighting to keep the bearhug. I go drop you down to the mat as the crowd looking on. The boss slap the mat yelling I should had kept the bearhug in. I walk towards the corner as I wipe the sweat from the forearm. I lean on the back as I look down at your body

Adam_the_strong_guy: I hit the mat hard after you finally drop me out of the bearhug. For a second, all I can do is lie there, gasping, my chest rising and falling fast. “Uuugh… damn…” My ribs ache from the squeeze, my back is sore, and my whole body is slick with sweat. I roll onto my side, trying to pull air back into my lungs while the crowd keeps roaring for you. I see you walking toward the corner, wiping sweat from your forearm like you’re already in complete control. You lean back and look down at me, confident, like you think I’m finished.

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: My boss slaps the mat from ringside and yells at me. “Adam! Get up! Show what you can do!” I grit my teeth and force myself to one knee. My legs shake, but I push through it. I stare at you in the corner, breathing hard, my chest still burning from the bearhug. Then something snaps inside me. “No… not yet…” I explode forward. My boots pound against the canvas as I charge across the ring with everything I have left. You start to react, but I’m already coming in too fast. I throw my arm out and drive it across your chest and neck with a massive CLOTHESLINE … 💥💥💥 “RAAAH!” The impact hits hard, all my weight and frustration crashing into you at once. I keep driving through, trying to take you out of the corner and knock the air right out of the Behemoth. I stumble after the hit, still breathing heavy, but I stay on my feet. I look down at you, my muscles flexed, my face twisted with pain and determination.

Behemoth: I look at you as I turn around to the crowd to flex my biceps for the crowd. I bounce my pecs with the boss yelling at me to stay on top of you. I put my arms down as I turn around to walk towards you. You coming towards me as you lift your arm up. I'm surprised especially after the punishment as I felt your arm into my chest. I grunt hard as I fall down to the mat coughing holding my chest. The fans booing you as my boss yelling at me making the mistake of not staying on top of you

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: I drive through the clothesline with everything I have left, my arm smashing across your chest and knocking you down to the mat. “RAAAH!” I stumble forward after the hit, breathing hard, my body still aching from the bearhug. The crowd boos me loudly, but I don’t care. I finally created an opening. I look down at you coughing and holding your chest, then glance toward your boss yelling at you from ringside. That gives me an idea. I roll under the bottom rope and drop to the floor outside the ring. The referee immediately starts shouting at me, warning me to get back inside, but I ignore him for now. I grab your legs from the outside and drag you closer to the corner. “No more power game…”

Adam_the_strong_guy: I pull your legs around the steel ring post, forcing your body into position while you’re still stunned. The crowd gets louder as they realize what I’m about to do. I wrap my legs around yours, lock them tight, and throw my weight backward. “Now let’s see how strong those legs are!” I crank the ring-post figure four in hard, hanging back with everything I’ve got. My body strains outside the ring as I pull down, twisting your legs around the post and putting all my weight into the hold. The referee leans through the ropes, yelling at me. “1….!” I hear him counting, but I keep the pressure on for a few more seconds. My boss is screaming for me to hurt you, and the crowd is going insane…. 2…. . I grit my teeth and pull harder. “Come on, Behemoth! Feel that!”…. 3….. The ref counts …. 4… .

 

Behemoth: I'm still trying to recover from the clothesline. I slowly trying to get some air into my body as I rub my chest. I rub my pecs as I can hear my boss once again yelling at me. I grunt as I look at you still hurting from the bearhug. I try to sit up but I feel you grabbing my thighs pulling me to one of the corners. I look at you as I know that this wasn't going to be good either way. You wrap my legs around the steel post as I feel your legs around mine. I grunt hard as I feel you locking in the figure four. I grunt hard as I can't move my legs

Adam_the_strong_guy: I keep the figure-four locked around the ring post and throw my whole body backward, hanging my full weight into the hold. “Give, Behemoth!” ….. 5…. I grit my teeth and pull harder, feeling your legs trapped around the steel post while the referee keeps counting at me. …. 6 ….. I ignore him for another second, twisting my body and adding more pressure. “Come on! Give!” ….. 7 ….. The crowd is screaming, your boss is furious, and I can feel you fighting, but I keep the hold tight. “Feel it now, big man!”

Behemoth: I grunt as I lifting my body up as I grunt hard sweating from my body as you still have to the figure four. Ref warning you that this hold isn't legal and you can still be counting out. The crowd looking at me chanting my name as I grab the middle ropes. I wince and grunt as I'm feeling the pain of the post into my legs as I grunt even harder

Adam_the_strong_guy: I keep the ring-post figure four locked in, my legs wrapped tight around yours as I hang my weight back and pull with everything I have. For a moment, I’m completely lost in it. Your grunts, the crowd screaming, the referee shouting — all of it fades behind the feeling of finally hurting the Behemoth. I can see you grabbing the ropes inside the ring, trying to pull yourself up, your face twisted in pain. “Yeah… feel it…” The referee keeps counting louder …. 8 …. Even my Boss now yells at me …. Release and get back Inside …. I realize how close I am to getting counted out or disqualified. “Damn it…” At eight, I finally break the hold, quickly unlocking my legs from yours and dropping to the floor outside the ring. I roll away from the post, breathing hard, sweat running down my chest as the crowd boos me even louder. I don’t waste another second. I scramble up, grab the bottom rope, and slide back into the ring as fast as I can. My boots hit the canvas, and I push myself up to my feet, still breathing heavy but grinning through it. I look over at you by the corner, knowing the damage is done.

 

Behemoth: I grunt hard as I feeling the pain into my legs as it feels like its been forever in this hold. I've been in many holds but for being in a hold this long and the steel post it doesn't help. I grunt hard as the boss yelling at the ref to DQ you. At 8 you finally let go of my legs. I lay on the mat grunting and wincing from the damage I've taken in this match.You suffer from the bearhug and now I'm suffering from the figure four. I wince trying to move as my legs and knees are in pain right now.

Adam_the_strong_guy: I roll back into the ring, breathing hard, my whole body still aching from everything you put me through. My ribs are sore from the bearhug, my back still burns from the spinebuster, but when I see you down near the corner, clutching your legs in pain, I know the momentum has finally shifted. The crowd is loud, screaming for you, but I can hear the shock in their voices too. For the first time, Behemoth looks hurt. I push myself up to my feet, sweat dripping from my body as adrenaline takes over. My boss is yelling from ringside, telling me to stay on you, to finish you now. I nod, breathing through clenched teeth. “Yeah… now it’s my turn…”

Adam_the_strong_guy: I step toward you and grab you by the head, pulling you up from the mat. You’re still massive, still heavy, and even hurting, you feel like a wall of muscle in my hands. I drag you out of the corner, trying to force you upright. My arms wrap around you as I set up for a big power move. I want to show everyone that I can lift the Behemoth. I want to prove that I can overpower the man who nearly crushed me. I bend my knees and try to hoist you up. “Nnngh… come on…” Your body barely moves

Adam_the_strong_guy: The crowd reacts immediately, roaring as they see me struggle. My muscles flex hard, veins standing out in my arms and shoulders as I try again, pulling with everything I have left. “Rrrgh… get up!” I grit my teeth and try to lift you one more time, but the damage from earlier hits me all at once. My back tightens, my ribs scream, and my legs shake under your weight. I want it. I want to throw you down and prove I’m stronger. But right now, I don’t have enough left. I stumble slightly, still holding onto you, breathing heavy as the crowd gets louder. I glare down at you, frustrated, realizing I can’t get you fully off the mat. “Damn it…”

 

Behemoth: I look at you as I feel you grabbing my head as I feel you lifting me up to my feet. I grunt as I'm feeling the pain from being in the figure foure. I feel your arms around my body as I take it you want to go for suplex of some kind or slam. You go to lift to me up as I feel you trying to lift me off the mat. You couldn't lift me up as I can sense you might not have the power to do so. I feel you trying to hoist me up again and again. It didn't work as I see that my bearhug really did the damage. I grin as I send a knee right into your abs. I put your head between my legs. I wrap my arms around your waist as I hoist you upside down showing off your muscled body to the crowd. I drop to my ass sending your head into the mat with a classic piledriver. The crowd going wild as my boss clapping liking the move. I wince as my legs still in pain

Adam_the_strong_guy: I keep trying to lift you, my arms locked around your body, my muscles straining as I try to force the Behemoth off the mat. “Nnngh… come on…” But you barely move. My legs shake, my back still aches from the bearhug, and every time I try to hoist you up, your weight feels heavier. I try again, desperate to prove I still have the power, but I can feel my strength fading. Then I see your grin. Before I can react, your knee drives hard into my abs. “UUUFFF!” The air bursts out of me, and my body folds forward. My head drops between your legs, and suddenly I know I’m in serious trouble. “No… no, wait—” Your arms wrap around my waist, and then I feel myself being lifted.

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: Oh fuck …. NO … you using my own Finishing Move. Usually I use a piledriver to Finish my Opponents…Moan … Shake Head … NNNOOOO. The crowd explodes as you hoist me upside down, my body hanging in the air, my muscles stretched and exposed while I kick helplessly above the mat. For one terrifying second, I’m trapped there, upside down, staring at the canvas below me. Then you drop. BOOM! My head and shoulders hit the mat first as the piledriver drives through my body. Everything goes white for a second. “GHHH—!” My body jerks hard from the impact, then collapses flat on the canvas. My arms fall loose, my legs twitch once, and for a moment I can’t move. The crowd is going wild, but I can barely hear them. I’m just lying there, stunned, staring up at the lights while pain shoots through my neck and shoulders. My chest rises slowly, my body refusing to answer me right away. I try to move a hand. Nothing. I try to roll my shoulder. Still nothing. “Uuugh…” All I can do is groan weakly, my body spread out on the mat after the piledriver, completely shaken by the sudden reversal.

 

Behemoth: I look down at your body as I manage to hit the piledriver sending your body sprawling on the ring. I slowly stand up as I bounce my pecs looking down at you. I go to lay on top of your body as I press my chest into your chest. The ref comes down to the mat as he slaps the mat for 1...He slaps the mat for 2..I grab your hair as I lift your body off the mat. The crowd looking shocked as I drop you down to the mat. I stand up slowly as I roll your over on your stomach looking at the crowd. I go to sit down on your back as I put your arms over my thighs. I go to put my hands on your chin as I pull you on your jaw with the camel clutch. The crowd going wild as my boss yelling at me to finsh you off

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m flat on the mat, barely moving after the piledriver. My body feels heavy, my neck and shoulders burning, my chest rising slowly as I try to pull air back into my lungs. I hear the crowd, but it sounds distant. Then I feel your weight drop across me. Your chest presses down into mine as you cover me, and I know the referee is sliding into position. “One!” 🔔 I try to move, but my body doesn’t answer. My arms feel weak, my legs feel dead, and the bearhug from earlier has drained almost everything out of me. “Two!” 🔔I hear the slap of the mat again, and I know I should kick out. But I can’t.

Adam_the_strong_guy: Then suddenly, you grab my hair and pull me up just enough to break the pin yourself. My body drops back down to the canvas, limp and stunned, while the crowd reacts in shock. “Nnngh…” I don’t understand why you stopped. I only know I’m still in danger. You roll me over onto my stomach, and I’m too weak to fight it. My chest presses against the mat, my arms loose, my breathing rough. Then I feel your weight settle onto my back. My eyes widen slightly. “No…” You sit down heavy on me, trapping me underneath you. My arms are pulled back over your thighs, and before I can even try to resist, your hands lock under my chin. Then you pull. “AAAGH!” Moan loud in pain …. My back in pain … my chest slowly come on Display

 

Adam_the_strong_guy: Pain shoots through my back and neck as you wrench me upward into the camel clutch. My chest lifts off the mat, my abs stretch, and my body bends helplessly under your power. I try to push with my legs, try to move my arms, try to crawl toward the ropes — but nothing works. My body feels powerless beneath you. The crowd is going wild, and I can hear your boss yelling for you to finish me. The referee gets close to my face. “Adam, do you give up?” I groan, my face twisted in pain, my hands trapped and useless. “Nnngh… no…” But my voice is weak now. You pull back harder, and I cry out again, my muscles straining without strength, my body stuck on display in the middle of the ring. “AAAGH… I can’t… move…” I refuse to say the words, but I know the truth. The piledriver took me out. The bearhug took my air. And now, in this camel clutch, I’m trapped under the Behemoth with almost nothing left.

Behemoth: My boss is quite pleased with the result as I can hear you grunting and groaning as I feel your body moving less. I pull back more on your jaw as extend your muscled chest a bit more. Ref still asking do you give up?I can hear the crowd going wild as they watching Behemoth tearing Adam apart. I see how long can you last. The last moves I done took much strength from you.

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m trapped under you, my body bent back in the camel clutch while your hands pull hard on my jaw. “AAAGH… no…” My chest is stretched out, my muscles flexing helplessly as I try to move, but I barely have anything left. The piledriver shook me, the bearhug drained my air, and now this hold is tearing through my back and neck. The referee gets close to my face. “Adam, do you give up?”…. GGGRRRRRR …. The crowd is roaring for you, watching me suffer in the middle of the ring. I try to push my knees into the mat, try to pull my arms free, but your weight keeps me pinned and powerless. “Nnngh… I won’t quit…” My voice is weak, but I force the words out anyway. You pull back harder, and I groan again, my body shaking on display beneath you. “AAAGH… NNNOOOOO … nnnnoooooo“

Behemoth: I sense you trying to hang on to your pride and risk your body to do so. I know that if I keep you in the camel clutch you might keep fighting. I stand up as I push my arms off my legs as I let go of your jaw letting you drop to the mat. I bounce my pecs as I look down at you. I lift my foot up as I stomp your back three times perhaps out of frustation. I go to grab your hair as I stand your body to your feet. I look at your muscled body as it can't do much at this point. I turn you around putting my thick muscled shoulders into your muscled back. I grunt as I hoist you off the mat as I put my left on your jaw. I pull your body down as I put my other leg on your thigh pushing down with a torture rack. I put your body on display as the ref asking you do you give up?

Adam_the_strong_guy: I drop flat to the mat when you finally release the camel clutch, my body collapsing like it has nothing left. For a moment, I just lie there, gasping. My back burns. My neck aches. My chest feels stretched and empty from everything you’ve done to me. I can hear the crowd roaring, but it sounds far away, like I’m underwater. Then your boot crashes into my back. “AAAGH!” Once. Again. A third time. Each stomp sends pain through my spine, and my body jerks against the canvas. I try to crawl away, but I barely move. My arms shake under me, useless, and I can hear the fans getting louder with every shot. Some are cheering you. Some are shocked. All of them know I’m in trouble.

Adam_the_strong_guy: You grab my hair and pull me back to my feet. I stumble, almost falling into you, my legs weak and my body slick with sweat. I try to raise my arms, try to fight back, but there’s almost nothing left in me. “No… no…” You turn me around and force your thick shoulder under my body. My eyes widen as I realize what’s coming, but I can’t stop it. With a hard grunt, you lift me. Suddenly I’m across your shoulders, my body stretched out high above the mat. “AAAGH!” The crowd explodes. My chest arches upward, my abs tighten, my arms hang helplessly, and my legs kick weakly as you lock me across your shoulders in the torture rack. One hand pulls at my jaw, the other forces pressure down through my thigh, bending my body over your massive frame. I’m on display in the middle of the ring. Trapped. Stretched. Powerless. The referee runs in close, shouting over the noise. “Adam! Do you give up?” I shake my head, but it’s weak. My face twists in pain as you bounce me slightly on your shoulders, making the hold even worse. “Nnngh… no…” The crowd is deafening now. Your fans are chanting your name, clapping in rhythm, screaming for me to tap out.

Adam_the_strong_guy: I can hear my boss yelling too, but even his voice sounds panicked now. “Adam! Fight it! Fight it!” I try. I really try. My muscles flex helplessly as I struggle against the rack, but my body won’t answer. The piledriver, the camel clutch, the stomps — they’ve taken too much. You pull down harder. “AAAAH!” My body bends over your shoulders, my chest stretched to the lights, my legs trembling as the referee asks again. “Do you give up?” I grit my teeth, breathing in short, broken bursts. “No… not… yet…” But my voice barely comes out. And in that moment, with the whole arena watching, I know Behemoth has me exactly where he wants me.

Behemoth: I look at the crowd as I can hear you say no. I know that a submitting is the hardest thing anyone can do. It admits weaknees and its also humilating to say I give or I quit in front of the crowd. But I know that you won't be fighting much longer. Your body will soon reaches its human limits. I walk around the ring to show off your muscled body as my boss is getting pretty excited. Your boss is in shock as he never seen you in this state before. I do some squats to adding more pain into your muscled back. Ref is coming around again asking you do you give up?

Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m stretched across your shoulders, my body bent almost past its limit in the torture rack. Every step you take around the ring makes the pain shoot deeper through my back. “AAAGH… no…” I hear the crowd roaring, louder than ever, as you show me off like I’m already beaten. My arms hang weakly, my legs barely move, and my chest rises in short, broken breaths. Then you start doing squats. The pressure gets worse. “UUUUGH!” My body bounces across your shoulders, my back screaming each time you dip down and stand back up. I try to fight, try to tense my muscles, try to hold onto my pride, but there’s nothing left. The piledriver, the camel clutch, the bearhug — all of it took too much from me. The referee comes close again. “Adam! Do you give up?” I shake my head once, weakly. “No… no…”

Adam_the_strong_guy: You squat again, forcing my body to bend harder. “AAAAH!” My face twists in pain, my muscles trembling helplessly while the crowd explodes. I can hear my boss yelling, but his voice sounds distant now. Even he knows I’m trapped. The referee asks again. “Do you give up?” I try to say no. I try to hold on. But my body can’t take any more. My voice breaks. “STOOOPPPPP … I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE! I give! I give!” The referee calls for the bell as my body goes limp across your shoulders, completely finished in the torture rack.

Behemoth: I feel your body still across my shoulders as I can hear your breathe on my hand. I look at my boss and the crowd. He's quite impressed with my result today as this match is mostly about bragging rights and money to the bosses. As for me its about dominating my opponents and feel their fight slipping away from them. Ref see asking do you give up. At first you keep saying no. Then a few seconds say you say the words I give. I can hear the bell going off as I drop your body down to the mat. I look down at you as I put my boot on your abs. I flex both of my biceps as the crowd going wild watching the victor take the outsider down in this match

Adam_the_strong_guy: I feel the bell ring, but I barely understand it at first. My body is still stretched across your shoulders, completely spent, my breath weak against your hand. Then you finally let me go. I drop hard into the center of the ring. “Uuugh…” My back hits the mat, and my arms fall loose at my sides. My legs spread out heavily, my muscles still twitching from the torture rack, but I can’t move. I just lie there, staring up at the arena lights, beaten and empty. The crowd is exploding around me. I hear them cheering for you, celebrating as you stand over me. I try to turn my head, try to push myself up, but nothing answers. My body is done. Then I feel your boot press down onto my abs. I groan weakly, my chest rising under your foot as you flex both biceps above me. The crowd gets even louder, watching you claim the victory while I lie broken underneath you. My boss is silent now. I can feel the shame of it. I came in thinking I could overpower you. I thought I could break the Behemoth. But now I’m flat on my back in the middle of the ring, my body beaten, my muscles useless, and your boot planted on me like a trophy. “Nnngh…” I can’t fight anymore. You won.

Behemoth: I take my boot off your abs as I grab your hair lifting you up to your knees. I look down at my beaten foe as I bounce my pecs looking at you."So bro you lost this match. You know what that means?It means you have to pay up in this match. First thing you going to do though is suck my dick bro" I look down at you as I grab my trunks pulling it down showing off my big thick 8.5c dick leaking precum. I dick slap you in the face twice before I thrust my big dick into your mouth. The crowd going more wild as they can't believe what they are watching. I let out a low moan as I thrust in and out of your mouth as your boss is either there or quite speechless. My boss clapping in congratulations

Adam_the_strong_guy: I am beaten and my Boss and all my fns are quiet now …. They all and myself too …. We know this bastard will Take his Prize and so you do …. Fuck NOOOO … You grab my hair and force me on my knees… then you bounce your pecs and Show your dominant Position… Then you flip out your huge cock and force my Head Over your massive Bulge … MOAN …. NNOOOO … but then I know what to do now as the loser and so o start to Suck your big bulge … my lipes shoved over and my tongue Playing with your cock…. Although I am out of breathe I try to do my Best …. Fuck what a torture I have to Suck that big boy

 

Behemoth: I let out a low grunt as I look at you sucking me off. I go a bit faster as I have your hair using it as a handle. I let out a low moan feeling your saliva on my big dick. I pull my dick out of your mouth as I walk behind you bouncing my pecs. I kneel down behind you as I grab your trunks. I pull them down as I see your hot ass as I go to slap it. I grab your hair again looking down at you. " I hope you ready for the beast" I thrust my hard big dick right into your hole. I let out a low moan as you feel tight

Adam_the_strong_guy: I Suck that big bulge with my lips… and I try to Stimulate you with my tongue… Massage your Head of your cock with a slight touch… You Moan in pleasure and then you susdenly stop…. GULP … You step behind you grab my Trunks and wrapp them Off … WWRRRRAAAPPP … my aß is on Display ….. ooouuuxggggxxhhhh You Slap my Ass and I know Whats Coming now … GULP… UUURRRFGGGGHHHHFFFFF your massive big bulge Enters my hole … fuck… NNNOOOOO … UUUGGGHHH… moan in pain and also pleasure as you enter … fuck … UUGGGHH… Audience gets wild as they see You start to fuck my Ass

 

Behemoth: I can hear you moaning as I thrust my dick into your hole. I just grin as I manage to push thru info that hole of yours. I grunt and moan as I keep a hold of your hair. I go faster hitting your prostate with each thrust. " Now my white chocolate flex those biceps for me.I want you to lick them and admit there were weak. I'm your alpha" I grin as I employed my mental tactics. The crowd going more wild as some of my fans taking pics of you

Adam_the_strong_guy: You Hammer your massive big bulge into my hole Yyy UUUGGHHH UUUGGHHH UUUGGHHH I Moan in pain and pleasure… then you Force me to flex my biceps and lick then…. NNOOOO …. Fuck…. Moan and You increase pressure … GGGRRR … I See some guys Take their phones to Take Pictures… NNOOOO… You force me to flex … I flex hard my guns … and then I lick them…. GGGRRRR … You Are stronger …. Fuck no …. My guns were Too weak for you… NNNOOO…. And at the same time i feel Your Hard big bulge massage my prostata … UUGGHH UUUGGHH UUUGGGHH ….  I Moan … UUGGHHH … you … are. … the … ALPHA… UUUGGGHHH . Many of those guys in the Front Seats now Take pictures of my devasting loss and of the humilation you are Doing to me …. UUUGGGHHHH … NNNOOOO

Behemoth: Your fans can't believe what they are hearing and your boss just looks away as he putting his head down in shame. My fans going wild as they watching me humiliating you. I put my hand on your jaw as I let out a loud moan. I go thrust faster and faster into your hole watching your dick leaking precum. "Looks like you going to give me your load. Yes my nice jobber give me that load for me" I go harder as I move my right hand into your right pec as I can hear you moaning while taking that nice ass of yours. My boss watching on with pride as the sweat is spraying from the both of us.

Adam_the_strong_guy: My Body on Display. My guns flexed … leak them … you stimulate my Ass with massive Massage … UUUGGHHH UUUGGGHHH. IUUGGGHHH …. Fuck NOOO .. NNNOOOO …. You start to Massage my chest … my nips are Hard Like Steel and you feel that … UUUGGGHH … NNOOOOO… I feel my big hard bulge also pulsing … precum leaks Off …. NNNOOOO…. Shake Head … NNNOOOO FFFUUUUCCCKKKK …. Then a massive load of my muscle seed Spreads out my bulge … The Fans Take Photos … NNNOOOO …. My bulge Pulse again and another massive load gets out …. UUUGGGGHHHHHJ …. Sweat Drops down while I am totally exhausted… BNNNNOOOOO … UUUUGGGGH … moan loud

Behemoth: I have hand on your pecs rubbing them as I can see your dick leaking even more. I keep thrusting into you as i see your massive biceps flexed which I force you to do. You moan with each thrust as I figured that you would blow your own load. I hear your moan loud as I watch you blow your first load on the mat. I keep thrusting as I see you blow a second one that quick. I just grin as I know that I'm close watching you being submissive. I keep thrusting as I roar blowing my huge load into your hole. Crowd taking more pics of me having my way of you

Adam_the_strong_guy: UUGGGGHHHHHJ …. Sweat Drops down while I am totally exhausted… BNNNNOOOOO … UUUUGGGGH … moan loud …. FUCK …. UUUGGHH …. I am torally huilated and aubmissive Yyy flex my guns for you and leak them … my bulge sends a Small 3rd load just in that Moment when I feel your warm muscle seed in my Ass … another loud MOAN … UUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH …. And the Fans Praise you as a Real Behemoth… Fuck … I am completely humilated and my Body is nearly limp of all the pain and that torture at the end

Behemoth: I keep roaring like a lion as I'm filling you up with my load. I look over at you blow a third load as I feel like that quickest I've seen ever. I didn't even had to beg you to go do so as I slow my body down. I slowly pull out my big dick out of your hole as I go to breathe in. "Hey adam lets have a rematch next time. Next time away from the lights and public." I just grin as I stand up slowly as I push you down on the mat with your face in your own load. I put my boot on your back as I flex my hard biceps over beaten body

Adam_the_strong_guy: UUGGHHHH NOOO … fuck … i feel your bulge slowly leave my hole … UUGGGHHJ completely Done at that Point of the Match…. Then my Face gets pushed into my seed … Leak it … UUUGGGHHHH … my muscle seed is too weak for you … BEHEMOTH… UUUGGHHHH …. Fans cheer and get another time wild as the see my Face presses down in my own cum Look around and Grab my Poser … fuck what a Bastard… UUUGGGHHH…. I Never had such a humilation in Front of a crowd … UUUGGGHHHH 

 

Behemoth: I pull my trunks as I look down at you as I have my boss calling me over. I walk to the ropes as I go thru them to go to the floor. I have my fans chant my name as my boss pats me on the back saying how I did a great job. He tells me we going to celebrate as I go leave with them. Knowing my boss we probably have a big celebration until the morning light

Behemoth: End