Muscles In Trouble

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: The heat inside this warehouse was even more suffocating than I expected as I walked through those double doors ready for my second bout here. The promoters knew what they were doing when they set this up ever since I took you down on my debut, the horny crowd had been begging for a rematch. Word had spread, and tonight, the place was packed to absolute capacity, a sea of eager eyes waiting to see if the veteran could avenge his loss or if the newcomer would claim him all over again.​I stood in the shadows near the entrance, adjusting the waistband of my gear. No trunks this time. I stepped out under the low hanging warehouse lights wearing nothing but a pair of skin tight, electric blue Speedos. The thin glossy fabric clung ruthlessly to my 5’10” 202 lb frame, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. My thick, muscular thighs were fully exposed, and my heavy bulge was on full display, already swelling against the tight blue nylon from the sheer anticipation.​The moment I stepped into the light, the crowd erupted into a wall of roars, whistles, and crude taunts.​I ignored them all, my eyes fixed entirely on the ring. Sweat was already glistening on my tattooed shoulders as I rolled my neck, flexing my chest as I made my way down the aisle. Men reached out, hands brushing against my bare skin and slapping my glutes, but my focus was locked on you.​I stepped through the ropes, the bright blue Speedos stretching tight over my glutes as I turned to face your corner. You were standing there 5’11” and 220 lbs of bearded, tattooed muscle, looking hungrier than ever.​I rolled my hips forward slightly, letting you get a full view of the tight blue Speedos and the thick bulge waiting for you. A slow, dominant smirk broke across my face as I stepped toward the center of the ring.​"Back for seconds Josh?" I growled my voice echoing over the roar of the crowd. "I hope you brought more than just pride tonight because these tight blue Speedos aren't the only thing taking control."

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Josh_Woods: My latest bout in the underground erotic wrestling federation I have been involved in for the past 6 months has been set up and there are differences to any of my previous bouts there. I have yet to win a bout there but that has made me a popular wrestler there as the horny men who attend this venue love to see about where one stud totally dominates the other. They get off on this especially if it involves use and abuse and HOT erotic action. Tonight for the first time I am in the ring first and I know who I am taking on as I wait in my corner 5’11 220lbs muscular and tattooed i my skimpy form fitting green trunks . My opponent known as The Tattoied muscle Brawler inflicted one of the most brutal beatings on me then enjoyed his winning spoils in a totally dominant way. The fans demanded a rematch and tonight it’s happening as I step in the the ring. I see this sculpted musclestud in his electric blue speedo showing off his best assets and have to admit my dick twitches! The bout will as always be NHB with no ref and no bell. I try not to be intimidated by my opponent as I FLEX more than ready for what’s to cum ….

Josh_Woods:

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Seeing you stand in that corner, flexing every single one of those 220 lbs in your green trunks, tells me everything I need to know. You can try to act tough for the crowd, but the twitch in your bulge when you looked at me in these tight blue Speedos didn't escape my attention. You know exactly what happened last time, and deep down, you came back for more of the exact same treatment.​I don't waste time with a warm up. With no ref and no bell, I charge straight out of my corner, my 202 lb frame exploding across the canvas like a missile. Before you can even set your stance, I lock both of my heavy, tatted arms around your neck, dragging your bearded face down directly onto my shoulder in a vicious, grinding front headlock. I squeeze with relentless pressure, choking off your air and forcing your broad chest flush against mine. The heat off our glistening skin is instant, and as I drive my weight into you, I make sure the rock hard bulge straining my tight blue Speedos digs right into your stomach.​"Did you miss this veteran?" I growl into your ear cranking the neck lock tighter until your feet scrape against the mat. "You wanted your rematch now let's see how much abuse you can take before you surrender to me again."

Josh_Woods: Given there are no rules as such in this fed you quickly make it clear what your intentions are here as you suddenly charge out of your corner and although I see you coming towards me I flex my muscular tattooed body expecting you to try to slam into me. But you do something unexpected as you leap up and wrap both of your arms around my neck forcing my face against one of your broad shoulders cranking on a front headlock….” UUGHHHHHHHH!”…. I groan as you squeeze HARD we are already both glistening with sweat in this hot ring. I feel your big bulge already grinding against my abs as you growl and taunt me. All I do is to try to pull my beck free as I drop to my knees

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Feeling you drop to your knees under the sheer weight of my front headlock only fuels my adrenaline. I don't let up for a second. As your knees hit the mat, I adjust my grip instantly, wrapping my tatted arms tighter around your neck and driving my weight straight down to pin your bearded face against the canvas.​My broad, sweaty chest presses flush against your back, forcing every bit of air out of your 220 lb frame. With you down on all fours, I arch my back and ride your hips, driving the thick, rock hard bulge in my electric-blue Speedos straight into your lower back and glutes. The crowd of horny men goes wild at the sight, screaming as I turn your desperate attempt to escape into pure submission.​"Nice try Josh" I growl against the back of your neck, my slick tattooed body grinding ruthlessly into yours as I pull up on your jaw to crank the hold even deeper. "Going to your knees just puts you right where you belong. Now tell me how much you want this rematch."

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Josh_Woods: You are quick to make your intentions known  this rematch  and with me already on my knees you mount me pushing on my broad back and your raw power forces me onto all fours with you pushing your huge upper muscled body into me. I gasp as the horny men are yelling out at you impressed by the way you have started out here. You grind into me as you taunt me and I feel that your bulge is growing and already feel your dick is pulsating

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing that gasp rip out of you as I crush your 220 lb frame flat onto all fours is pure power. The crowd's cheers ring out through the warehouse, but all I care about is the feeling of my heavy, sweat drenched chest pinned against your back, completely trapping you beneath my 202 lb frame.​I ride your hips mercilessly, keeping my tatted arms locked around your neck and chest as I drive my hips down hard into your glutes. The thin nylon of my electric blue Speedos is stretched to its absolute limit, my thick, throbbing length pulsating right through the fabric and grinding directly into your lower back. I can feel the heat radiating off your ink as I force you to carry every single ounce of my weight. ​"You like being ridden like this by a younger stud veteran?" I growl low against your ear, my sweat dripping onto your neck as I give your jaw a fierce, upward tug to wrench your neck back. "You demanded this rematch Josh but all you've done is end up right back where you started helpless under me, taking my weight while these horny men watch you break."​I shift my grip sliding one hand down to grab a handful of your broad hip, using the leverage to pull your lower body up into mine while slamming my hips forward into another long, heavy punishing grind.

Josh_Woods: It’s already obvious that you wanna impress the horny patrons of this erotic underground wrestling fed in just your second appearance here at my expense. Memories of you appetite to dominate your opponents comes flooding back as you continue to stay mounted against my back as you display your raw power. And as I feel you pushing against me I do feel that thick dick you have pulsing against my lower back you are definitely “enjoying” the action here. You taunt me and have to admit that my dick is now hard and leaking precum into my skimpy trunks. You add more pain by wrenching my neck back more as well as trash talk as I feel you grab one of my hips pushing me even closer to you as you start grinding more against me. I am almost at the point of just collapsing to the mats with you on top of me

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing that you're on the absolute brink of collapsing under my weight only makes me push harder. I don't give a damn about your pride, Josh I came back to this warehouse to prove that your first loss wasn't a fluke.​I loosen my hold on your neck just enough to drive a series of short, punishing jackhammer forearms directly into your tatted ribs. THUD!....THUD!.... The brutal impact rattles your entire 220 lb frame, forcing a ragged, breathless scream out of your chest. The horny crowd erupts into a violent cheer, loving the absolute beatdown I’m handing to their favorite veteran. Before you can recover from the strikes, I slide my hand down, reach between your thighs, and grab a tight, bruising handful of your green trunks, yanking your hips backward with vicious strength.​"You're not collapsing until I say so" I snarl my voice dripping with pure authority.​I drive my knee hard into the center of your lower back, forcing your spine to arch painfully as I yank your head back by your hair. I lean my sweat soaked face right next to yours, letting you feel the searing heat of my breath. With you stretched out and completely helpless, I drive the throbbing, rock hard bulge of my electric blue Speedos straight into the crack of your glutes, grinding with a slow, relentless brutality that rubs my thick pre cum stain directly into your skin.​You can feel every inch of my muscle flexed against you, completely crushing any hope of a comeback. I’m giving you a masterclass in pain and dominance, and as your legs begin to tremble under my weight, we both know you’re seconds away from hitting the canvas flat on your face.

Josh_Woods: You show no mercy as you continue to crush my muscular body as I add more pressure as you lay on top of me. The horny men are already roaring their approval as you show off your power you have in this your second bout here. You do loosen the tight hold on my neck a little but then you focus on my ribs and abs with a flurry of savage blows making me scream out. There are louder cheers for you when the fans see how you are punishing me. Then you decide to yank on my skimpy trunks working my hips back and then “ aarrgghhh” I groan out as you then punish my lower back. You are working so many of my body parts and the bout has not been going that long but I am weakening quickly from these attacks. You have my positioned so I can feel your already enormous bulge pushing against my glutes and I feel you are already leaking precum. I have no way of escaping yoyr vicious onslaught as you are showing dominance as my legs start shaking and I start to weaken quickly. You seem ready to just snash my sweaty tattooed body down onto the canvas

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing your knees buckle as your strength gives out completely is the exact moment I've been waiting for. I feel your 220 lb frame lose its foundation, trembling violently under the relentless pressure of my weight, the strikes, and the constant, suffocating lock. The crowd is shouting, practically vibrating with energy, as they watch the veteran break down right in front of them.​I don't waste another second letting you linger on all fours. ​I reach down, hooking both of my heavy, sweat slicked arms under your thighs, and explode upward. With a surge of raw, 202 lb power, I hoist your broad, tattooed body completely off the mat, turning you in mid air before driving you down with a brutal, earth shattering spinebuster.​BOOM!....​The entire ring shakes as your back slams flat against the canvas. The impact knocks the last bit of air straight out of your lungs, leaving you laid out, gasping, and completely exposed under the low ring lights.​Before you can even try to roll away or catch your breath, I drop heavily right on top of you. I plant my knees tight against your flanks, driving my chest flush against yours and pinning your shoulders flat to the mat. The friction of our soaked, tattooed skin binds us together, and the heavy bulge straining my electric blue Speedos presses squarely into your crotch, grinding down hard to pin your lower body in place.​I lean down until my face is inches from yours, chest heaving, sweat dripping straight from my jaw onto your bearded face.​"Look at you Josh" I pant staring dead into your dazed eyes with a dark, triumphant grin. "You came back for a rematch, and all it did was get you smashed flat on your back again. Give it up veteran this ring is mine now."

Josh_Woods: You have me suffering as you tower over which is obviously how you planned it. I have faced many tough opponents but you are showing off your power and ability to destroy an opponent like few others I met. The horny men are loving it given their cheering I am on all fours now. You hoist my sweaty muscular tattooed body up so easily and “ AARRGGHHHHH” I grunt out loudly after you deliver a spinebuster my back hitting the canvas hard. I am now laid out my gut heaving and I spasm and my skimpy green trunks are tenting as my dock is hard and tenting. You decide to straddle me pinning my shoulders and you grind your hefty bulge against mine as you taunt me when you lean in closer. More taunts from you are met just with a blank look from me as I know that you are way more brutal than me but I say nothing when you ask me to “ give up!”

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: That blank silent stare of yours even while your chest heaves and your bulge tents against mine tells me everything I need to know. You won't say the words out loud, but your body has already surrendered to every ounce of my weight and control. The crowd is in an absolute frenzy, screaming for me to finish you, but I take my time. Seeing a 220 lb gladiator like you laid out flat, completely at my mercy while our rock hard, wet trunks grind together, is a victory I want to savor.​"Silent huh?" I growl a dark smirk spreading across my face as I dig my knees deeper into your sides, trapping your thighs. "You don't have to say it Josh. Your body is doing all the talking for you."​I reach down and grab both of your wrists, pinning them flat to the mat above your head. I press my full 202 lbs straight down into your torso, making sure every muscle in my chest is driving into yours. With your shoulders completely locked and your arms useless, I roll my hips forward, delivering a heavy, punishing, skin on skin crotch grind right against your throbbing bulge.​Your breath hitches, and I feel your whole frame tense up under the overwhelming friction. I lean down, my bearded jaw brushing against your ear, my voice dropping to a gravelly whisper.​"You wanted this rematch to prove something" I pant grinding down harder until our pre cum soaked trunks lock together. "And all you proved is that you belong under my body taking every single thing I give you."

Josh_Woods: You know just how much your sculpted torso crushed me with your last few moves and the crowd are in a frenzy now enjoying how you are dominating my sweat drenched muscular tattooed body and you are in no hurry to try and end this. We are grinding against each other both sexually aroused. But you know you have the power to control this. You just crush me more I am struggling to breathe locking me up more as you make sure our huge crotches grind together now and I start to tense. You try to mind fuck me as you add more and more pressure on me and my weakened body starts to go limp ..

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Feeling your body go limp beneath me is the ultimate high. That moment when all 220 lbs of your muscle finally stop fighting back and just melt under my 202 lb frame that's when I know I've broken you completely. The warehouse around us is pure chaos. The crowd is screaming, completely mesmerized by the sight of a hardened veteran like you going completely docile and helpless while my electric blue Speedos crush your green trunks. Sweat is pouring off my tattooed shoulders, dripping straight onto your chest as our heavy, ragged breathing syncs up in the stifling heat.​I don't let up the pressure for a single second. Instead, I shift my weight slightly, digging my chest deeper into yours, forcing every last bit of air out of your lungs while my hips lock you down.​"That's it Josh" I growl low into your ear, my voice thick with absolute authority as I slowly roll my hips, driving my throbbing, pre-cum soaked bulge straight into yours. "Let your body go limp. Stop fighting it and just take it."​I release your wrists and slide my tatted hands under your neck, pulling your bearded face up just enough to force you to look at me. Your eyes are dazed, completely overwhelmed by the pain, the pleasure, and the sheer erotic weight of my dominance.​I deliver one last, crushing hip grind into your crotch, trapping your lower body completely as the crowd counts down what everyone in this building already knows.​"You're mine veteran" I whisper my smirk pressing against your cheek as I hold you down for the final, undisputed victory. "Tonight....tomorrow and every single time you step in this ring with me." Right now I am totally turned on as I dominate you just as I did last time we fought here.

Josh_Woods: You know that this long crushing hold you had me in has done its job my sweaty tattooed body is now at your mercy and I am barely conscious and the crowd in this warehouse who have seen this before are going crazy. Your sweat sprays over me as my hidden gut is going up and down as I try to get some air into my lungs. But you stay on top of me preventing it from happening and you grind your huge bulge against mine I am leaking more and more precum despite the situation I am in. You yank me up forcing our eyes to lock up I am sure you see a submissive look from me as I know I have suffered against a much stronger opponent. You use your hips to grind our crotches together one last time as you yell out that I am yours as you whisper it and smirk as you enjoy your alpha dominance over me. I wonder if this one sided besting is over yet?

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: The sheer satisfaction of having a heavy, 220-pound veteran now completely limp, dazed, and leaking beneath me is an unbelievable high. Looking into your spent, submissive eyes, I see total surrender no more fight, no more resistance, just a broken gladiator at the absolute mercy of the new alpha in this federation.​The horny crowd is going completely wild, the deafening roar of their cheers bouncing off the concrete warehouse walls as they watch me maintain absolute ownership of your body.​"You want to know if it's over Josh?" I growl my voice a deep, raspy whisper against your ear as I keep my full 202 lbs planted firmly on your chest.​Instead of rolling off to let you catch your breath, I drive my knees tight against your ribs and slide my hands up to frame your bearded face. I lift your head just an inch off the canvas, forcing you to look straight into my eyes while our slick, sweat soaked torsos stay glued together.​I roll my hips forward one last time, delivering a heavy, punishing, skin on skin crotch grind that presses the soaked bulge of my electric blue Speedos ruthlessly against yours. I hold that intense, crushing friction right there, letting every man in the room watch our pre cum stain spread between our gear.​"It's only over when I say it's over" I smir slowly draping my heavy, tatted chest back down over yours to officially seal the victory. "And right now veteran... you're staying right where you belong."

Josh_Woods: You are in no hurry to release me from this long held position you have had me in for most of this second encounter between us. It’s true I have yet to win a bout in this underground wrestling federation and it was not likely to be happening against you. I knew when I saw you it would be a tough ask to end my losing streak in this rematch

Josh_Woods: But I have never had a big musclestud smother me like you have and our sweaty bodies are still locked closely together and I am sure you can see by my body language and submissive looks just how broken I feel by you. And you are enjoying every minute of it! The. You suddenly dig your knees into my ribs and force my head up enough to see you focused on me. I groan as you grind your big crotch against mine as we both spew precum that covers our crotches more. But my looks suddenly turn to fear when you suggest you are not done yet as you drop back on top I am just too weak to offer any resistance now and wonder what you have in mind next

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: That look of genuine fear mixed with complete surrender in your eyes is the sweetest part of the victory. Feeling your heavy, 220 lb muscular frame lie completely docile beneath me utterly broken, breathing heavily, and drenched in our combined sweat and pre cum gives me absolute power over this ring. The crowd’s chants have turned into a deep, rhythmic thrum, but my focus never leaves your rugged face.​Instead of letting you up, I slowly shift my weight down your body. I unhook my knees from your sides and slide lower, dragging my heavy, tatted chest down the length of your broad torso. The thin soaked fabric of my electric blue Speedos scrapes against your skin, leaving a wet trail of pre cum across your ripped abs as I move down to straddle your thick thighs.​I grab both of your ankles, hauling your legs up and pinning them high over my shoulders, opening you up completely and pinning your lower body into an inescapable, humiliating stack.​I lean forward placing my hands flat on the mat right beside your head, hovering just inches above your face as I look down at you. The full weight of my 202 lb frame is crushing your hips into the canvas, leaving you totally exposed to the entire room.​"You thought I was just going to pin you and walk away?" I growl low, a dark, dangerous smirk spreading across my face as I deliver a sharp, heavy hip flex right into your pinned stance. "No way Josh. You wanted a rematch with the Brawler... now you're going to stay stacked right here and let every single man in this warehouse watch how a real alpha claims his prize."

Josh_Woods: I know I am not the first musclestud you have done this type of thing to given just how you have been in total control almost since the start of this bout. I have suffered some bad defeats since my decision to move from commercial pro wrestling to this underground erotic wrestling fed earlier this year. But this is the first time I have met an opponent who has so much raw power. You are even more dominant in this second bout between us. It’s not so much your wrestling skills that has put me in this position. You have crushed me physically and mentally in this long held hold and my resistance has been broken. We are both have a bodybuilders physique and heavily tattooed and now both sweat soaked. You just continue pushing against me and you make sure our bulges grind together. The horny men watching are roaring tgeir approval as you decide to hoist my legs up and force them over my head putting my bubblebut on display. Your arrogance is becoming more apparent as you taunt me

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing you admit that I’ve crushed you both physically and mentally is music to my ears. You might have come from commercial pro wrestling, veteran, but out here in this warehouse, slicked in sweat and ink with no ref to save you, those traditional moves don't mean a damn thing. It’s raw power, erotic dominance, and absolute authority that win the day and I have all three.​The crowd of horny men is practically tearing down the barricades at the sight of you completely folded up, your heavy, 220 lb body stacked helplessly beneath my 202 lb frame with your glutes pinned high and exposed for the whole room to see. Sweat drips off my nose straight onto your flushed, bearded face as I hover over you, holding your thick ankles firmly over my shoulders.​"You're right Josh" I growl down at you my dark smirk widening as I flex my broad, tattooed chest right in front of your dazed eyes. "I know exactly how to handle a big musclestud like you. And looking at you right now, completely broken, tenting your green trunks while I hold you stacked like a trophy... I’d say I’ve got you right where you belong."​To drive the point home, I lean my full upper body weight forward, crushing your chest into your chin while thrusting my hips deep into the stack. The thin, soaked nylon of my electric blue Speedos grinds ruthlessly against your exposed, pre cum smeared trunks, pinning your lower body under an agonizingly hot, skin on skin lock.​"You can call it arrogance all you want veteran" I whisper raspily feeling your heavy body tremble as I roll my hips into another deep, merciless grind. "But when you’re stacked under me like this, taking my weight while the whole room watches... it’s just the truth."

Josh_Woods: I am being totally dominated by this musclestud and I am quickly learning why the horny men watching like the way you destroy your opponents  as I have said I have yet to win a bout in this venue but I have never been overwhelmed and out powered by any opponent the way you are doing and more so than last time we met. You seem to have no intention of letting up on keeping me “grounded” as you have pretty much from the start of this bout. We are both sweat soaked and I feel some of yours dripping onto me. My soaked skimpy trunks cling to my ass cheeks and my bulge as my now rockhard dick throbs and leaks more as you slightly alter your position. You keep whispering taunts and threats and any resistance I started out with has long since been broken. But I wonder if you sense my full balls are churning as you slowly grind your hips into me again with my pecs pushed against my chin now as I am titled folded against you

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Feeling the heavy, frantic heat radiating off your body as your full balls start to churn is the ultimate signal. I can feel your rock hard dick throbbing like crazy through your soaked trunks, leaking a steady stream of pre cum right along with mine. Knowing that I’ve crushed your resistance so thoroughly that your body is completely surrendering to the overwhelming erotic rush of being broken and folded up beneath me makes my own blood boil hot.​The horny crowd surrounding the ring goes absolutely wild, seeing your stacked, 220 lb gladiator frame trembling, your pecs crushed into your chin while your heavy glutes are pinned completely at my mercy. Sweat is pouring off us both, coating our tattooed skin in a thick, slick sheen that makes every inch of contact feel scorching hot.​"I feel it Josh..." I growl my voice low......heavy, and thick with dominant satisfaction as I lean my face down so close our noses are practically touching. "I feel those big balls churning. You're completely outpowered, folded in half, and you're still getting so hot for me that you're ready to blow."​I don't loosen the stack for a single second. Instead, I dig my hands deeper into the backs of your thighs, anchoring your lower body in place, and begin a slow, brutal, rhythmic hip drive. Every push forces the rock hard bulge of my electric blue Speedos to grind ruthlessly against yours, riding the slick pre cum trapped between our gear and friction-testing your control to the absolute limit.​"Go ahead and let it churn veteran" I snarl against your ear, driving my hips down hard into another heavy grind. "You're taking every bit of this beatdown, and you're gonna leak for your new owner right here in front of everyone." I am loving this bout against Josh than in our last bout. 

Josh_Woods: You are in total control and you know how this long held hold has crushed any resistance I had and although I have “suffered” a few bad beatings in this federation none have been anything like this and is something I will not forget for a long time if ever.  Many of the horny men watching are totally behind you and many are jerking off. I am trapped in this vulnerable and humiliating position and we are both sweat soaked and you start to thrust your hips more and more knowing exactly what the outcum will be. Suddenly I start to moan and although muffled being how your muscled tattooed body just crushes me more….

Josh_Woods: Then it happens my balls are churning more than you and the crowd here ne louder and “ MMPPPHHHHHH!” I feel myself unable to hold out any longer and my throbbing rockhard dick starts shooting a huge load 🍆💦and I surrender it to you as it splatters out onto the canvas under me and you drain me hands free …

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: The sight and feeling of you completely breaking under my weight your heavy, 220 lbsmuscular frame trembling as your rock hard dick erupts hands free beneath me is the absolute ultimate claim of dominance. I hold you tightly in that humiliating stack, feeling every single pulse of your body as you surrender your massive load straight onto the canvas, splattering right beneath us while the warehouse explodes into pure, chaotic roars. The horny men around the ring are losing their minds, screaming and jerking off in the shadows as they witness the veteran completely drained, broken, and owned by the new dominant force in the federation and I will definitely be doing more here. .​As your body spasms through the climax, I don't ease up for a second. I drive my heavy, 202 lb frame down even harder, pinning your chest and grinding the throbbing, pre cum soaked bulge of my electric blue Speedos straight into your spent crotch. My tatted arms lock around your legs, trapping you completely in the pool of your own surrender as my own jaw clenches from the sheer erotic intensity of taking you down.​"That's it Josh" I growl my voice a deep, gravelly snarl right against your sweat slicked ear as I absorb every shudder of your body. "Shoot every last drop for me. Let everyone in this building see who your absolute master is."​I hold you stacked and helpless for several long, agonizing seconds after your last pulse fades, making sure every eye in the house beholds your complete defeat before I finally release your legs and let your limp, spent body flatten out onto the mat. I drop heavily right on top of your chest, straddling your waist and looking down at your dazed, utterly ruined face with a dark, undisputed smirk of pure ownership.​"You're mine now veteran" I pant, leaning down so my sweat drips onto your lips. "And anytime you step into this ring again, you're coming back for your master."

Josh_Woods: You finally accomplished what you obviously set out to do from the start of this bout and your long held punishing crushing hold finally has not only broken me mentally and physically but with me so weakened and trapped with my legs spread wide over my head and my ass cheeks on show after I finally surrender my big built up load. And I am pretty sure you have done this to so many bigger studs so you must know once you have drained my balls I am pretty much at your mercy and I just wonder what you are planning now. You make sure I have shot every last drop of my thick creamy load. You wait until my sweat soaked body stops pulsing and almost goes limp with some of my load having splattered onto my abs as well as soaking my skimpy gear. The horny men watching screaming out your name as they know this action is far from over. I gasp out when you do FINALLY release the hold and I drop back and am spreadeagled as you mount me smirking now as I am forced to look up at knowing you now “own” me and some of your sweat hits my lips as you let me know who was” the master” here.

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Looking down at you sprawled out flat, spreadeagled and completely drained in a pool of your own surrender, is a sight I am going to savor for a very long time. Your heavy, 220 lb frame is totally spent, your chest heaving violently under mine as you gasp for air, completely at the mercy of the man who just broke you in front of a room full of screaming, horny spectators. ​I don't get off you. I stay planted right on top of your midsection, my 202 lb weight keeping you anchored to the canvas while the warehouse rings with the chants of my name. Sweat drips continuously from my jaw onto your flushed, bearded face, and I trace a single, calloused finger down your chest, smearing your own thick load across your tattooed abs.​"You look good like this Josh" I growl my voice low and thick with total authority as I lean down, placing my hands on either side of your head to lock your gaze with mine. "Completely open, completely ruined, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt who runs this ring."​I roll my hips forward, pressing the damp, strained bulge of my electric blue Speedos straight down into your spent crotch, making sure you feel the unrelenting heat and power I still have left over you.​"You thought the beatdown was over just because you surrendered your load?" I smirk, a dark, dominant glint in my eyes as I grip your jaw firmly, holding you still. "Not a chance, veteran. The crowd paid to see the Brawler claim his prize, and as long as you're lying helpless under my body... I'm going to take my sweet time showing everyone in this federation exactly what happens when you belong to me."

Josh_Woods: You know that the way you have totally dominated me by your power and now having broken me too not just my sweat soaked muscled tattooed body but you have totally got into my head too like no other in this federation has even though I have suffered some savage beatdowns here! The horny men are loving it and showing it obviously as they cheer loudly and the air is strong with the smell of semen and not just mine! And we are still interlocked and you make it obvious to me and them from your actions and those threatening words I hear that although I have surrendered my load you are far from finished here. And I know I am totally at your mercy now for whatever you have in mind. This second bout against me will definitely leave nobody in doubt about your alpha status at my expense!

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing you admit that I've gotten completely inside your head is the absolute crowning achievement of this match. Breaking a veteran's body with sheer power is one thing, but completely shattering his mind and leaving him helpless, dazed, and responsive only to my command that is true alpha dominance.​The thick heavy air in the warehouse is suffocating, ripe with sweat, heat, and the intense scent of raw, collective arousal. The crowd is practically at a fever pitch, screaming their approval as they watch me remain mounted right on top of your spent 220 lb frame, holding you pinned to the canvas like a trophy.​"Damn right they know who the alpha is" I growl my voice a low, commanding rumble right above your ear. I grip your chin firmly, turning your bearded face so you're forced to look past my broad, sweat glistening shoulder at the crowd of men losing their minds in the shadows. "Look at them Josh. They came to watch a breakdown, and you gave them the show of a lifetime."​I pull your jaw back to face me, my dark smirk widening as I shift my weight forward, slowly dragging the wet, tight nylon of my electric blue Speedos right up along your abdomen, smearing our slick sweat and pre-cum higher up your torso. I plant my hands beside your head, trapping you completely as I hover over your face, my 202 lbs anchoring you down so deeply you couldn't move if you tried.​"You're completely drained, totally broken, and you still can't take your eyes off me" I snarl softly, my chest heaving against yours as I roll my hips into one more heavy, relentless, skin on skin grind against your sensitive, post climax core. "You belong to me now veteran. And every single time you step into this warehouse from tonight on, you're going to remember exactly what it feels like to be crushed, owned, and completely controlled by your master."

Josh_Woods: You are in no hurry to release me from this long held hold I have suffered in for most of this bout. You are savoring the cheers from lots of the horny men in the crowd knowing you have literally squashed my bigger muscular tattooed body that is sweat soaked. You force me to look out at the crowd who are definitely in a frenzy of lust many losing their loads which must be turn on for you. Then you yank my head again to face you as I feel that huge bulge slowly grind over my ripped abs then over my tattooed pecs. You then just push down over my broken body again and slowly grind over it again telling me “I belong to you now in more ways than one” leaving me in no doubt that you are my master now wondering what this will mean. You have definitely made your mark in this underground fed tonight! 

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Hearing you finally speak the truth out loud accepting that you belong to me now in every single way is the ultimate climax to this night. You came into this ring as the 220 lb veteran, but you're leaving it completely conquered, branded by my weight, and reshaped by my power. The air in the warehouse is thick enough to choke on, vibrating with the raw energy of a crowd that just watched a complete takeover. They know what they saw, and more importantly, you know what you felt.​I take my sweet time sliding up off your chest, but I don't give you your freedom. I rise up onto my knees, straddling your midsection while my heavy, 202 lb frame towers over your dazed face. Sweat pours down my tatted chest, glistening under the dim, yellow lights as I look down at my prize. I reach down, hooking my fingers into the waistband of your green trunks, giving them one last, firm tug to remind you of who holds total authority over every inch of your body.​"What it means veteran" I growl, my voice echoing low and thick with undisputed authority, "is that the hierarchy in this fed just changed forever. Next time you step into this venue, you won't be flexing for the crowd. You'll be waiting in that corner, knowing that whenever I decide to cross that ring, you're going right back down on your knees for your master."​I lean down one final time, pressing the full, heavy heat of my chest against yours, letting our slick, tattooed skin seal the deal. I whisper right into your ear, my smirk pressing into your cheek.​"Get used to the feeling Josh. You're mine now."​I slowly pull myself up, stepping over your spent, spreadeagled body to stand tall in the center of the ring. I raise both of my arms, flexing every inch of my tatted muscle for the roaring crowd, leaving you laid out on the canvas below me a permanent reminder of who owns this ring.

Josh_Woods: It has been obvious right since we started this bout that I was going to be no match for you given my record here of never having won a bout since joining this erotic underground wrestling fed. You not only wanted to impress these horny men who frequent this venue but you wanted to make sure you “owned” me too. And right now it is a case of “mission accomplished” and knowing this you do finally slowly push up rising to your knees and straddling my gut and sweat soaked tatted pecs. You too are sweat soaked and both of us have glistening muscled torsos just what the turns the horny crowd loves seeing. Knowing you want your prize you lean in and grab my sweat and precum soaked skimpy trunks that deep voice full of authority audible to everybody. You suggest we will meet here a third time and you will do the same if not worse next time as you know you have broken me as I suffer another BIG defeat but this has been one of if not the most difficult to accept. You push back down as we are pec to pec and remind me again I am totally yours. Finally you pull up leaving me laid out and destroyed and you raise both arms up and FLEX over me and leaving nobody in doubt as to who OWNS this ring!

The_Tattooed_muscle_Brawler: Standing over you in the centre of that ring, listening to the crowd tear the roof off the warehouse while you lie there completely spent and conquered, is the ultimate rush. Looking down at your heavy, 220 lb frame sweat slicked, inked up, and laid out flat on the canvas in your soaked green trunks leaves zero doubt about who rules this federation. You came in hoping to reclaim your honor, but all you did was prove that your body, your strength, and your submission belong entirely to me now.​I keep my pose held high for another long beat, letting the horny crowd take in every inch of my flexed, 202 lb frame in these tight blue Speedos. They got exactly what they paid for a complete, brutal, highly erotic beatdown where the veteran was broken down and drained hands free under the weight of a superior alpha.​Finally I lower my arms, but I don't move away just yet.​I slowly walk around your spreadeagled, gasping body, stopping right at your head. I nudge the side of your thigh with the toe of my wrestling boot, looking down at your dazed, submissive face with a slow, triumphant smirk.​"Take your time getting up, veteran" I growl my voice carrying over the fading roars of the crowd as I lean down one last time. "Clean yourself up, catch your breath, and digest what just happened tonight. Because the next time our names are put on the card... you already know exactly how you're ending up."​I give your chest one last, dominant pat, turn my back on your ruined body, and step through the ropes, leaving you laid out in the centre of my ring for every single man in that building to stare at.

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