Rassle N Roll Federation

Jordan_Dolce: !set hp
@Jordan_Dolce's HP is set to 100 / 100

Jordan_Dolce: !set pleasure 0/50
@Jordan_Dolce's PLEASURE is set to 0 / 50

Antares_Estrella: !set hp
@Antares_Estrella's HP is set to 100 / 100

Antares_Estrella: !set pleasure 0/50
@Antares_Estrella's PLEASURE is set to 0 / 50

Antares_Estrella: Things have been a bit quiet since our eldest brother Orion defeated the eldest of the Dolce brothers in a match that the Dolce family clearly hoped or expected would have ended very differently. But despite their best efforts to tarnish the reputation of the House of Vega, the Dolce family came up short, and Orion used the opportunity to make an example of Jasper Dolce. Since then, we have been training and preparing ourselves for the inevitable request for a rematch, knowing that rivalries rarely tend to die down so easily. So when I am contacted by the club promoter that a challenge has been issued to me by one of the other Dolce brothers, I cannot say that I am necessarily surprised. I immediately accept the challenge, and am told the match is scheduled for the following night in the club. Time for me to make my family proud and take down yet another member of the Dolce family.

Antares_Estrella: The following night, I arrive at the club, gym bag slung over my broad shoulder. The promoter greets me and shows me to the back room where I can get ready. Not having too much time, I quickly strip out of my street clothes and gear up. First things first, I pull on my green mesh jockstrap, getting my hefty balls and cock well situated, before stepping into my green House of Vega singlet, my name emblazoned on the front and down the back. Adjusting the straps over my shoulders, I squirm and adjust, feeling my beefy ass may have even gotten a bit thicker and juicier since I had this singlet custom sized for me. Slipping on my matching green and white wrestling shoes, I give myself the once over in the mirror and then head out to let the promoter I am all ready to go.

Antares_Estrella:

Jordan_Dolce: after Jasper's too close defeat, our family has been taking care of him--especially Jesse--told it's time to step up--and I tell Daddy Dolce I will make the family proud--packing my bag--need to focus and be ready--it's less than 10 minutes later I have Daddy Dolce at my door telling me there's already a match for tomorrow night--Antares is the opponent--and I feel my body react viscerally

Jordan_Dolce: just my dad and I head to the club--seems so surreal it's been a day since Jasper lost--but this is about making a statement--there's no prep time really--just told to get dressed--putting on my red and black family gear and boots--my dad settling my nerves and telling me he'll be there at ringside for me--I hang back waiting for the promoter

Jordan_Dolce:   

Jordan_Dolce:

Daddy_Dolce: taking care of my son and head to ringside...in my silver and gold family speedo and boots...i take my place and see the patriarch of our rival clan...my lips r taut...but i give a nod...this is about our sons tonight...not us

Daddy_Vega: Finding my own place at ringside, looking across and seeing my rival geared up himself as if he needs to be ready to leap into the ring and rescue his son. On the other hand, I'm dressed the part of dominant patriarch tonight, my thick arms and pecs stretching a tight black polo shirt to its limits, the unbuttoned front revealing the deep chasm between my pecs. My crisp, perfectly tailored black pants cling tight to my thigh thighs and muscles calves, the whole look exuding sophistication, power and dominance. I casually take my seat, flashing a wink at my rival, waiting for my handsome son to make his entrance.

ANNC: "Now introducing our next match, and what I am sure most of you are here to see, the next matchup in the bitter rivalry between two patriarchs and their proud wrestling sons. It was quite a close match last time, but the House of Vega took home the victory with Orion showing incredible endurance as he managed to survive his opponent Jasper Dolce draining his load, and instead finished him off in that classic House of Vega bearhug. But tonight we will see two other sons face off against one another. First into the ring, representing the House of Vega, standing 178cm and weighing in at 86kg, it's Antares!!!"

Antares_Estrella: Hearing my introduction, I rush toward the ring, thighs thundering as my shoes pound the ground. Grabbing the edge of the ring, I launch myself up onto the apron in one solid bound, and then flip over the ropes into the ring, perfectly sticking the landing. I pump my fist in the air, energizing the crowd as I make a circuit of the ring along the ropes, letting the crowd get a good look at me in my tight singlet.

ANNC: "coming to our ring next, the champion of Sweet Sophistication, standing 178cm and weighing in at 80.5kg, it's the sexy Jordan Dolce"

Jordan_Dolce: my body is humming with energy--I feel so much pressure to perform--coming out to the ring, jogging--controlling my energy--looking in the ring and see my sexy opponent--circling the ring and I pass Daddy Vega, just now seeing him properly for the first time--dressed like a boss not a wrestler--I go past my dad--"I got this"--hop up on the apron--grabbing the top rope, I bring over and land on my boots perfectly--flexing in my corner

Antares_Estrella: Watching you enter the ring, sizing you up as you flex in the corner. I have a bit of thickness on you, but otherwise we are well matched for each other. But most importantly, I can see that you are amped up and eager for this match, no doubt looking to take home a much needed win for your family. Definitely need to take some of that energy out of your sails early on. I nod to the promoter, letting him know I am ready to wrestle, waiting for you to do the same, eager to lock up with you and rack up another victory for the House of Vega over the Dolce family.

Jordan_Dolce: my eyes scan your body--your wrestler's ass is perfect and I want it--but all in good time--now it's time to focus and strategize--the promoter gives me a look and I nod that I'm ready--shifting my weight while I hop from leg to leg--being across the ring is too far from you

Antares_Estrella: !roll
Roll the dice... ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10

Jordan_Dolce: !roll
Roll the dice... ⚅ 6 + ⚂ 3 = 9

Antares_Estrella: Both of us coming strong and fast out of our corners, eager to get the match going, each looking to get a decisive win over the other. I charge forward, quickly closing the distance between us as I try to make the first move of the match.

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack missed.

Antares_Estrella: Lunging for you, I make a grab for your arm but you twist away, neatly getting out of range. I quickly pivot, staying on you, not allowing myself to get deterred so easily.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
You manage to break free of my hold.

Antares_Estrella: Staying on you, I make another grab at you, this time trying to ensnare you in my arms, but once again you evade my grasp, keeping clear of my hands as we circle menacingly in the center of the ring

Jordan_Dolce: the match just starts and you come at me quickly and confidently--I watch your eyes and see where you're aiming, helping me evade your grab--but true to your family's reputation, you try to hug me--"fuck no, get back, boy"

Jordan_Dolce: getting my footing and I grab for your wrist

Jordan_Dolce: !throw
My move connected and did ⚀ 1 + ⚀ 1 = 2 damage. HP down to 98.

Jordan_Dolce: pulling you toward me, getting my arm up for a short clothesline--your pecs absorb most of it--but I was more interested in getting the first hit--I turn to face you

Jordan_Dolce: !knee
My knee strike connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚁ 2 = 5 damage. HP down to 93.

Jordan_Dolce: lifting my knee to connect with your lower abs--"yeah bow to me, Antares--let's set the tone for your defeat"

Antares_Estrella: Barely even let out a grunt as your arm hits me with the short clothesline, but the knee wins you a bit more of a reaction as I slightly double over, hissing through my teeth. "Fuck you, Dolce" I sneer back, quickly straightening back up.

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚃ 4 + ⚁ 2 = 6 damage. HP down to 94.

Antares_Estrella: As I do, I twist away from you, swinging my arm up and drilling my shoulder under your jaw, feeling it decently connect and knocking your pretty face back.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Antares_Estrella: Moving fast, I pivot to your side and throw my arm across your face, immediately pulling it back and burying it in my armpit. Clamping down tight, I flex my arm and start walking backward, leading you with me as I smother your face in my pit and put the squeeze on your head.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚅ 6 = 12 damage. HP down to 82.

Daddy_Vega: "DAMN!!! Nice work, Antares!!!! Work him hard! Smother him!"

Jordan_Dolce: you don't take kindly to my taunt--answering me back with your shoulder under my jaw--quickly catching my head--smothering my face under your pit--my diamond put on display while your pit hair transfer your pit sweat to my face--smelling your ripeness--"dude, shower first"--I put my hand on your wrist under my head

Jordan_Dolce: !reverse
I manage to reverse your hold.

Jordan_Dolce: pulling your arm and sliding my head out--I twist and get to your other side--flex my arm for the crowd before smothering you in my own standing dragon sleeper--"let's see how you enjoy a man's scent"

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚄ 5 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 9.

Daddy_Dolce: up on my feet...proud of the reversal..."THAT'S HOW U DO IT"

Daddy_Vega: "Get out of there, Antares!! Focus!!"

Antares_Estrella: Squeezing tight to smother you in my warm, sweaty pit, confident I have you right where I want you, when you suddenly slip free and reverse, my face now buried in your own pit, forced to breathe in your scene, my cock immediately responding as it starts to tent in my singlet, betraying my instant arousal. Squirming in your arm as I try to get free and regain control of the action.

Antares_Estrella: !reverse
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Gripping at your arm, trying to loosen your grip, but you hold tight, smothering my face as I squirm and struggle, my face pressed deep in your pit as I groan.

Antares_Estrella: !reverse
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Making a second attempt to free myself, but again you hold tight, clamping your arm tighter as I groan, unable to break your hold, breathing in more of your scent as my body squirms from the pressure.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Antares_Estrella: Unable to pull off the same reversal as you did, I finally have to change tactics and instead just extract myself from your hold. Hooking your leg with mine, I grab your arm and twist my body in the opposite direction, my thick leg preventing you from turning with me, giving me the leverage I need to pry my head free of your grip. As soon as I feel it come free, I quickly stagger back a step and reset myself.

Antares_Estrella: !kick
My kick connected and did ⚀ 1 + ⚄ 5 = 6 damage. HP down to 76.

Antares_Estrella: Free of your hold, your sweat still fresh on my face, I can't even afford the moment to wipe it away. Instead I leap and thrust my beefy legs out at you, firing off a close range dropkick at your torso, the soles of my shoes connecting solidly into your muscled body

Jordan_Dolce: you struggle but get free of my dragon sleeper--was so hot having you as a guest--using my arm strength to keep it clamped, but you finally get your head freed--you step back and launch a standing dropkick--knocking me back--staggering to the ropes

Jordan_Dolce: I bounce off the ropes coming back toward you

Jordan_Dolce: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Jordan_Dolce: my arms wrapping up around your waist under your ribs--lifting your feet off the mat--locking my wrists

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚂ 3 = 7 damage. HP down to 86.

Jordan_Dolce: I smirk at your dad and give him a wink

Jordan_Dolce: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10 damage. HP down to 76.

Jordan_Dolce: running forward and slamming your back to the turnbuckles--feeling the steel rattle from the impact--"aw yeah, feel the power"

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse @Jordan_Dolce
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚅ 6 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 9.

Jordan_Dolce: keeping your stunned body in my bearhug--but wanting to press my advantage

Jordan_Dolce: !knee
My knee strike connected and did ⚅ 6 + ⚄ 5 = 11 damage. HP down to 65.

Jordan_Dolce: I drop to a knee--my other knee and thigh busting you in a hard atomic drop--grinding your ass and balls down on my knee--then start to stand up--maintaining the bearhug--"so, Vega boy, is that how you do a bearhug right?"

ANNC: "Antares taking some serious punishment in the ring as Jordan works a classic House of Vega powerhold on him!"

Daddy_Dolce: "yes!...keep the pressure on him...not all sweet is good for u"

Antares_Estrella: Quickly pushing back up to my feet, but you are right there in front of me, having come back fast off the ropes. Your arms wrap around my body and lift me up, as I let out a pained groan, your squeeze solid and practiced. Struggling in your grip, you suddenly run and ram my wide open back into the cornerpost, a loud groan of pain erupting from my mouth as my body arcs involuntarily in your grip. But it's the sudden atomic drop that wins the loudest moan from my lips as you drill my large package with your knee, pain shooting through my trapped body as I try to master myself, desperate to escape this punishing hold.

Antares_Estrella: !reverse
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Grasping desperately at your arms, trying to break your grip on me, but your hold is too tight. I groan and squirm, struggling to loosen the pressure, but your arms don't budge at all, maintaining the brutal squeeze under my ribs and grinding me against the post as I struggle to breathe.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Antares_Estrella: Desperate to break your hold, I finally take a moment to realize my surroundings. Backed in the corner, I finally use the ropes to my advantage, putting my feet on the bottom rope to help take some pressure off of me. Then, raising my arms, I deliver two swift chops to your traps, targeting the muscles with practiced strikes. Just as it does when I am wrestling Orion, it forces you to loosen your grip enough for me to shove you off me as I stagger out of the corner, gasping for air and clearly trying to quickly recover.

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚁ 2 + ⚄ 5 = 7 damage. HP down to 69.

Antares_Estrella: But I cannot afford to take too much of a pause. Grabbing your shoulder, I shove you face and chest first into the cornerpost, before quickly raising my arms, locking my hands together and swinging a heavy hammerblow down the middle of your back, my fists grinding down your spine as I try to bring you to your knees with the force of the blow.

Jordan_Dolce: I punish you pretty thoroughly--got you sagging a little in my hug--but not enough to prevent your escape--fortunately you're a little slowed--surprised when you pulled me past you into the corner--crashing your arms down over my back--forcing a yell out and my back to arch

Jordan_Dolce: I slide along the ropes--arching my back to relieve the pain--sliding up behind you

Jordan_Dolce: !throw
My move connected and did ⚅ 6 + ⚁ 2 = 8 damage. HP down to 57.

Jordan_Dolce: my arms hug you from behind--bending my legs and thrusting up--getting my proud diamond to your bubbled butt--lifting you and throwing you over in a German suplex--landing on the mat myself--I move over to your legs

Jordan_Dolce: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Jordan_Dolce: grabbing your ankles and rolling you to your chest and spinning you to face your father--I flop down at your side--grabbing your arm and pulling it between my legs as I sit--my legs cross and thinly right arm goes around your head at your eyes, my left hand meeting my right--fingers hooked--"do you like my cross face submission, Antares?"

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚄ 5 = 6 damage. HP down to 51.

Jordan_Dolce: I look back to my dad, smiling wide--staying in control

Antares_Estrella: Groaning as you slam me to the canvas with the suplex, the impact ratting my head a bit, I try to pull myself together but you are faster, forcing me to my chest, your legs snaring my arm, your arms hooking my face as you pull back, punishing my back and neck as I groan, struggling to get out of yet another tough hold.

Daddy_Vega: "Fight this, Antares! Keep focused!!"

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Antares_Estrella: It takes quite a bit of willpower to keep my cool as you work this punishing hold, but I manage, barely. Pushing up on my free knee, I grunt as I use my ass and bulk to shift under you, dislodging you enough so that I can throw an elbow at your exposed side. Not enough to do damage, but enough to rattle you, breaking your hold on me as I shove you off me and roll to the far ropes, pushing up as quickly as I can. But it's evident as I get up that your holds and constant pressure on me have slowed me down noticeably since the start of the match.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
You manage to break free of my hold.

Antares_Estrella: Seeing you getting up quickly, I cannot afford to waste time. Closing in on you, I quickly try to slip behind you, arms reaching for your body as I try to get my own hold on you, but my arms slide off your sweaty, smooth skin, my fingers unable to get a grip on you as I am left grasping at air.

Jordan_Dolce: my hold have been putting your body to the test--you fight back and it's admirable--you have my respect--but this is not the time to let up--your training has prepared you well--your beautiful body squirms enough to open a window and you jab my side--getting free--but once we're up--I'm faster at reading you--when you come behind me, I lunge forward leaving your fingers to lose purchase on my sweaty skin

Jordan_Dolce: getting a step or two in front of you--I pivot on my toe, facing you

Jordan_Dolce: !attack
My attack missed.

Jordan_Dolce: I lunge for you and my clothesline misses when you dodge--leaving me almost hitting the ropes on you father's side of the ring--I reposition myself, looking at your back and smile to myself--sizing you up

Jordan_Dolce: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Jordan_Dolce: I leap up and wrap my arms around your head with a light sleeper--my legs wrap around your waist, with my ankles crossed at your hips--cinching a scissor/sleeper combo while you look at my dad this time

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚃ 4 = 7 damage. HP down to 44.

Jordan_Dolce: "damn you feel so hot between my legs"--kissing the side of your face

Antares_Estrella: Grunting as we struggle, already feeling the drain in my muscles, my movements slower than before. Still I manage to dodge your clothesline, but when you leap at me, I cannot react fast enough. Your arm wraps around my neck, your legs around my waist, as you mount my back and lock on a dangerous scissor/sleeper combo. My eyes wide as I grasp at your arms, trying to loosen your grip, ignoring your legs for now as I focus on the most threatening part of the hold. I squirm as you kiss me, the gesture taunting as you try to get in my head.

Antares_Estrella: !reverse
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Grasping back at you, I try to get a hold of you, but my hands keep slipping off your sweaty skin, my powerful legs staggering as I struggle to stay upright, defiantly refusing to let you bring this hold down to the canvas. But I cannot manage to get a hold on you, the frustration clear on my face as I struggle to dislodge you from my back.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Trying to shake you off, I groan and start to flail about, trying to wildly buck you off, but you remain firmly locked to me, your arm digging into my neck, your legs locked tight on my waist. I fight desperately to free myself of you, but you manage to withstand all my efforts, my pecs starting to heave as I try to suck in air, needing more energy to resist you. All the while your legs grind into my sides, your boots grinding against my bulge as it starts to tent even more.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚀ 1 = 3 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 12.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Letting out a moan as I try to throw you off one more time, my cock tenting in my singlet, but your hold is too tight, your grip too strong. Gasping, I feel my powerful legs shaking as I suddenly drop to one knee, the effort and the pressure of your holds taxing me as I start to slump, visibly wearing down from your tightly held hold.

Daddy_Vega: "Come on Antares! Don't give up! Get him off you!!"

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚂ 3 + ⚁ 2 = 5 damage. HP down to 64.

Antares_Estrella: Unable to dislodge you from my back, now down on one knee, I grunt and drill an elbow back at your side, aiming for your exposed ribs, trying to soften you up, desperately fighting to get you off of me, knowing how dangerous this position is for me, yet unable to escape for now.

Jordan_Dolce: you struggle hard--fighting for your freedom--but I hold fast--my weight pressing down on you even as your arms flail--your dad encouraging you--but you're stuck with me--"yeah, bro--I bet this is a hot dream you had but weren't willing to admit"--you do me a small favor with all this moving about--getting my boot to slip lower and rub your bulge--eventually you tire a bit--I know it kills you inside, but you drop to a knee--showing everyone that you are wearing down--my face near your ear when your elbow catches me--hate to let you actually hear me grunt

Jordan_Dolce: my legs still wrapped around your waist and I use my arms to keep me up on your back--refusing to slide off when your body twists--I take a moment and flex my sexy thighs to punish your waist--putting that pressure just under your ribs--"try to breathe deep"--taunting you

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚂ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 40.

Jordan_Dolce: you grunt, but it doesn't seem right--too quiet--my arms flex and tug back--adding some strain to your neck

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚂ 3 = 7 damage. HP down to 33.

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse @Jordan_Dolce
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚁ 2 = 5 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 14.

Jordan_Dolce: while I'm flexing and getting positioned, I hump my study bulge on your back--my legs slide and I make sure the tip of my red boot teases your precious orbs--grazing the underside of the vega cock

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚂ 3 = 5 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 17.

Antares_Estrella: Grunts turn to moans as you tighten your grip on me, your tight hold on me steadily wearing me down as I struggle as gasp for air, your body pressed tight against mine. Feeling the strength getting drained from me, my muscles feeling heavier as I fight to stay up, refusing to get taken down to the canvas. But then your boots start to rub against my heavy balls as I let out a low moan, my cock tenting in my singlet as I respond to your footwork, feeling the heat of you pressed against me, your muscular body bearing down on mine.

Antares_Estrella: !reverse
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Antares_Estrella: Desperate to turn this around, I groan as reach back at you, trying to get a hold of you, but as I grasp, I start to feel myself losing my balance. Gritting my teeth, I have to give up my attempt to get a hold of your body and instead reach down to the canvas for a moment to stabilize myself, the need to prevent myself from getting forced down to the canvas outweighing my desperation to get you off of me.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚀ 1 = 4 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 21.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Antares_Estrella: My struggles causing your boots to grind more into my balls, I let out a moan as my cock tents even more, straining at the tight fabric of my jockstrap and singlet. But as I shift under you, I feel your own weight start to shift a bit. Bracing myself, I quickly drive an elbow into your exposed ribs once more, trying to distract you as I quickly twist my body, causing you to slip to the side. Grabbing your legs, I pry them apart and struggle free of your hold in a messy scramble, sucking in air as I glare at you, panting on my hands and knees.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
You manage to break free of my hold.

Antares_Estrella: Knowing I need to get back on the offensive, I suck in air and make a lunge for you, but my movement is sluggish, lacking in power, my body still drained from the effects of your hold. You easily avoid my grasp as I let out a groan of frustration, slowly pushing myself up to my feet, feeling the difference between us now as I try to will energy back into my body, feeling the eyes of the crowd on me, getting worn down by our rival, determined not to let my brothers or father down, but feeling that doubt starting to creep into my mind as you break down my confidence.

Jordan_Dolce: you seem pretty desperate--pushing yourself to get free of my constricting holds--you manage to slink out of my grip--but at what cost--you're panting--gasping for air--your reflexes are slowed, proven by my nimble dodge of your grasping hold--I circle you while you try to settle yourself--give your hot butt a slap to watch it bounce while I circle--getting back in front of you

Jordan_Dolce: !knee
My knee strike missed.

Jordan_Dolce: I step closer and swing my knee up--aimed for your gut, but you jump back--avoiding my knee--I step in an prevent you from getting too far away from me

Jordan_Dolce: !throw
My move connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚅ 6 = 9 damage. HP down to 24.

Jordan_Dolce: hooking my arm under your pit--pulling you toward me--hip to hip--"enjoy your flight"--sending your beefy butt to the mat with your back in my hip toss--I step past you toward your head--my eyes raking over your body while it arches and your chest heaves

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse @Jordan_Dolce
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚃ 4 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 23.

Daddy_Dolce: "that's it, jordan!...stay on him...get the victory"

Jordan_Dolce: seeing your body makes my cock throb and I reach down--my eyes lock with yours while I adjust and rub my cock

Jordan_Dolce: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Jordan_Dolce: I drop to my ass--pulling your head between my legs--my bulge to the back of your head--my thighs closing around your neck--"hope you're comfy, muscle bro"--cinching the fig four headscissor--looking right at Daddy Vega while I work to drain his son

Jordan_Dolce: !damage
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚃ 4 = 6 damage. HP down to 18.

Antares_Estrella: Watching you carefully as you close in on me, I manage to avoid your knee, but I am unable to match your pace as you lunge in and hook my arm. Thrown hard to the canvas, I let out a cry of pain as my body arches up before slumping back down, the impact on the canvas taking its toll on my already weakened body. Struggling to recover, I have no chance at avoiding you as you drop down and lock your legs around my head, your bulge pressing against my skull as your thighs lock tight and squeeze, my hands immediately gripping at your legs as I try to prevent you from tightening the hold, body flailing as I fight to resist you as you maintain the relentless pressure on me.

Antares_Estrella: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Antares_Estrella: Fortunately you have used one of my own favourite holds on me, and I know just how to repsond. Bracing the soles of my wrestling shoes on the canvas, I arch up, grinding my skull into your bulge as I reach back and grip your thighs, digging my thumbs into the soft muscle tissue just outside your groin. You respond exactly as planned, and as soon as I feel your legs jolt and loosen, I twist free, wrenching my head away from you. The escape is messy and chaotic, a reflection of the desperate position I am finding myself in against you.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Antares_Estrella: Both of us down on the canvas, I quickly roll over to all fours and then launch myself at you, diving on top of you to mount your body. Grappling fiercely with you to establish dominance, I get my arms around you and then roll hard, pulling you with me as I roll onto my back, with you on top of me as we are now pressed together chest to chest. Gritting my teeth, I swing my massive legs up and lock them around your body, hooking my shoes and crushing my thighs together, finally engaging my tree trunks as I growl and crush you, trying to drain the power from your trapped body as quickly as I can.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚅ 6 = 10 damage. HP down to 54.

Antares_Estrella: Our bodies pressed together, my bulge flexing between us as it grinds against yours, throbbing as it fights against my singlet, the heat between us intensifying as I try to assert my dominance over you and wear you down.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚀ 1 = 6 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 27.

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚁ 2 + ⚃ 4 = 6 damage. HP down to 48.

Antares_Estrella: Crushing my thighs into your body, I reach up and run my hand through your hair, before wrapping my arm around your head and pulling it down in a side headlock, grinding your face into my side, flexing my arm tight to hold you in place, my thighs pulsating with strength as I try to work this punishing hold hard and fast.

Daddy_Vega: "YES!!!! COME ON ANTARES!!!!! Put those legs to work!!! Squeeze him into submission!!"

Jordan_Dolce: you free yourself from the headscissor--launching over me--tackling me to the mat--your bigger body on mine--caging me until you get your legs around me--keeping my body with yours--my head tugged down--locked and pressed to your side--grunting while you think you're evening this match up--your father is fully engaged it seems

Jordan_Dolce: !escape
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Jordan_Dolce: !escape
I struggle but fail to free myself.

Jordan_Dolce: struggling to grab at your ankles--your legs squeeze tight and your ankles stay locked--feeling your bulging speedo against my abs--closing my eyes--refocusing--this isn't over and panic will sink me

Jordan_Dolce: !punch
My punch missed.

Jordan_Dolce: I pull my arms out and go to punch into your sides--but I misjudge my position and my fists go over your sides to your back--but I'm not done yet

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse @Jordan_Dolce
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚁ 2 = 8 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 31.

Jordan_Dolce: !knee
My knee strike connected and did ⚀ 1 + ⚂ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 14.

Jordan_Dolce: with you focused on my waist, I trade tactics--kicking my legs up so my knees hit your ass--making your body shift on mine--feeling our bodies sliding along each other--releasing a moan

Antares_Estrella: You struggle against me, but I've finally got you where I want you, my powerful legs in control as I keep you locked tight, my thighs crushing into your sides, preventing you from prying them loose or twisting yourself free of my grip. You struggle in vain as I continue to work you in my hold, and I feel your cock hardening and throbbing more excitedly between us. Your knee to my beefy ass forces a slight grunt from my lips, but I manage to keep my hold on you, determined to wear you down more, even as I feel my own body aching from the punishment you have put it through already in this match.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10 damage. HP down to 38.

Antares_Estrella: Gripping your head tight, I grind your face into my side as I thrust my pelvis up and crush my thighs even tighter together, applying brutal pressure on your trapped body, squeezing you just below the ribs. I hear your muffled groan buried in the side of my sweaty body, and I know you are finally getting worn down as my legs constrict tightly around you, working to crush the power from your trapped body, desperately trying to even the score between us.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚃ 4 = 10 damage. HP down to 28.

Antares_Estrella: Putting my best assets to work, my powerful thighs punishing you as I crush and squeeze, I grunt loudly, an indication to the crowd of how much force I am applying to your body. Well, that and the writhing of your own body as I keep working to wear you down. My arm flexing and twisting your head, grinding your pretty face into my sweat-drenched side, smearing you against me as I keep you locked in place and punish you. "Damn, Dolce, you look so hot suffering in my legs"

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚃ 4 = 10 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 37.

Antares_Estrella: My cock throbbing between us as I feel your body getting crushed into mine, feeling your power draining as I work you in my legs, feeling your squirming against my muscles, precum starting to ooze from my tip as I moan at the feeling of working you in my tight hold.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚅ 6 = 7 damage. HP down to 21.

Daddy_Vega: "Come on Antares!!! Keep it up!!! Don't lose your focus now!!"

Daddy_Dolce: watching the match take a sudden turn...but it's not over..."FIGHT WITH EVERYTHING YOU HAVE, JORDAN"

Jordan_Dolce: I ache--you tighten and punish me--getting my grunts to hit your side--I struggle--hearing both our dads yelling--the intensity of the match growing faster and exponentially--the crowd seems quiet--focused on us both--focused on this battle between rivals--between men

Jordan_Dolce: !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Jordan_Dolce: I slide my hand under your chest--teasing your nipple--my other hand grabbing your boot and quickly twisting your ankle--pushing your foot to open your legs--pulling my head back while you're momentarily distracted--roll out from under you, but leaving you face down and ass up

Jordan_Dolce: !kick
My kick connected and did ⚀ 1 + ⚅ 6 = 7 damage. HP down to 7.

Jordan_Dolce: I pull my knees to my chest and spin on my back--kicking both my boot soles to your side--connecting and forcing you back from me--I take a moment to let your grunt resonate through my hard cock--no reason not to enjoy this

Jordan_Dolce: I get up and stand proud--well, my cock is certainly proud--I look at your dad and stroke my shaft under my diamond--wanting him to watch the wet spot grow

Jordan_Dolce: !arouse @Jordan_Dolce
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚄ 5 = 11 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 42.

Jordan_Dolce: I circle you on the mat--admiring my foe

Jordan_Dolce: !attack
My attack missed.

Jordan_Dolce: dropping toward your back with my knee out--but you roll and I hit the mat--"fuck you, boy--not man enough to take the hit?"

Antares_Estrella: Punishing you in my legs, trying to drain your strength as fast as I can, feeling you weakening against me, but still fighting. But as your hand grazes my nipple, I let out a gasp, my body distracted just enough to allow you to finally force my legs apart. We both roll, but you get up first and drive your boots into my side as I grunt, struggling to push myself up. I can see you circling me, most likely showboating, and I realize you are presenting me with an opening. Watching your legs and your shadow, I wait until I see you move and then I roll hard, avoiding your drop as I struggle to stay in this dance.

Antares_Estrella: !hold
I'm able to maintain my hold.

Antares_Estrella: On my hands and knees, I watch you hit the mat, ignoring your taunt. Instead, I reach out and grab your wrists, dragging you toward me on your back by your arms. As soon as you are close enough, I plant my knees over each of your arms, pinning them under my powerful legs, before sitting my muscular ass down over your face. Then, reaching down, I hook the waistband of your trunks and pull down, finally freeing your throbbing, leaking cock. "Let's see how sweet this really is" I taunt, as I grip your cock and start pumping it with masterful strokes from sweaty base to oozing tip.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚂ 3 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 50.

Antares_Estrella: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚃ 4 + ⚂ 3 = 7 damage. HP down to 14.

Antares_Estrella: It's only a matter of seconds before your cock starts erupting, coating my hand with your hot juice. I keep pumping until I am sure I have every drop out of you, before finally releasing your cock and driving that same fist into your abs, pummeling your core and smearing your cum into the crevices between your muscles as I grind my knuckles in.

Daddy_Vega: "YES!!!! OWN HIM, ANTARES!!!!!!"

Daddy_Dolce: watching in complete horror as this match turns around...the newest Dolce to debut and there's an ass on his face...including the vega boy...my "son"'s cock and balls exposed and stroked...seeing him heave as his load explodes...coating his abs and chest...pretty sure that first rope hit Antares' crotch...in all this, that's my one prideful moment...that his cock can SHOOT...my head drops, though...feeling the deflation that comes with almost certain defeat

Jordan_Dolce: my mind is reeling--I missed my last shot at you--a moment later in a blur, the ceiling moves--oh wait, that's me--on my back, face up--watching you position yourself on my chest--lowering your ass--your lower legs pinning down my arms--smothering my face--my legs squirm while you settle your ass...made to sniff your clean but sweaty scent--your hand pushes my speedo down--match still going--nearly breaking rules by exposing me before the match ends--stroking my cock until I cum--

Jordan_Dolce: my body tensing badly--on the edge--I yell in pleasure--knowing my yell is muffled in your star boy ass--feeling my balls ache while they empty--feeling my cum on my torso--taking out my strength--the intensity shooting from my cock to my brain--stunning me--leaving me pretty limp--your fist slamming in my gut--smearing my jazz--making me buckle before falling back flat

Antares_Estrella: Despite the punishment you put me through earlier in this match, I now have you right where I want you, smothered and pinned under my massive ass and thighs, your warm, wet cum coating your torso, feeling your body slump under me. The forced cum seems to have taken the fight out of you, at least for the moment, and I know this is a big opportunity for me to try and claim a victory for the House of Vega.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚅ 6 = 7 damage. HP down to 7.

Antares_Estrella: Releasing your cock, I slide my hands up your abs, smearing warm cum over your pinned and vulnerable body, before driving my fists into your wide open core, pummeling your abs, each punch forcing a blast of air from your mouth into my hungry ass as I lay into you, looking to break the remaining fight from your perfect, muscled body.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚁ 2 = 3 damage. HP down to 4.

Antares_Estrella: Staring down at your body as I work over your abs, I cannot help but get distracted by your chest and nipples, the cum still wet between your pecs. Sliding my hands up, I smear more cum over your body, my fingers dancing around your nipples as I start to twist and tease them, my own cock leaking as I play with your body, allowing myself to get caught up in the moment, my own cock oozing precum into my singlet as I work your nipples, pinching, twisting and kneading them between my cumsoaked fingertips.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚁ 2 = 4 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 41.

Antares_Estrella: !damage
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚁ 2 = 6 damage. HP down to -2.

Daddy_Vega: "There's enough time to play later, Antares! Finish him off!!!"

Antares_Estrella: Hearing my father's voice over the cheers of the crowd, I realize he's right. Releasing your nipples, I instead dig my fingers into your pecs with a vicious double claw, gripping your perfect muscle with my hands, pulling and twisting your pecs. But as soon as I hear you cry out in pain from the claw work, a dark grin spreads across my face. Quickly pushing up on my knees, I lift my ass up off your face, then slam it back down, dropping my beefy ass down hard on your head. I repeat the process again and again, each time picking up speed and force as I start bouncing my ass on your face, working a slightly modified version of my signature ASSteroid Impact to finally finish you off and put you out of commission.

Jordan_Dolce: exhausted--used up--my body being taken out of play--hearing your dad tell you to finish me--and you do--pounding me to start--but then--the unholy pec claws--tearing at my chest--pulling the muscle from my body--my legs kick from the onslaught--to add injury to my soon to happen defeat, you ass pound my face--knocking my head to the mat--over and over--my brain is scrambled--my body starts to go limp--the orgasm drain with the head knocking taking me into the darkness of a dreamless sleep

Antares_Estrella: Using my massive thighs and ass to pound you into oblivion with a modified version of my signature ASSteroid Impact, I feel your body go limp beneath me, knowing I have knocked you out, and not a moment too soon. Sweat dripping heavily down my heaving pecs, the fatigue and exhaustion is clearly visible on my face, my beefy muscles sagging as my body finally gets a much needed rest, after managing to pull off a tremendous comeback and dominate you in the ring. Reaching down, I hook my fingers in your waistband once more, but this time I tug fiercely, tearing the soaked material as I strip you naked. Standing up, I throw the sweaty gear out of the ring to the crowd of horny onlookers in the front row, before carefully peeling my own singlet from my body, the sweat soaked fabric and too tight cut making the process extra laborious. Finally my ass pops free, seemingly growing in size without the singlet restraining it. With a grin, I reach down and start pumping your cock once more, working to get your shaft nice and hard again, my other hand still smearing your own cum on your pecs and abs.

Antares_Estrella: When I finally get your cock hard enough, I grin and squat over you before enveloping your cock in my beefy, hungry ass. I let out a telling gasp and moan as I quickly allow my hungry ass to devour your cock, feeling myself flex and adjust around your wet girth. Reaching back, I grab your legs and start to drag them up, rolling you up and getting your hips in a perfect position for me to ride your cock. Then using my powerful thighs, I start to grind my ass up and down your girth, driving you deep inside me as I use you as a tool to pleasure me, my ass devouring you. The crowd is whistling and cheering wildly as my ass owns and feasts on your cock. My own cock oozing heavily in my jockstrap, precum leaking out through the mesh. Reaching down, I free my girthy cock from the mesh, drops of sweat and precum flicking on to your pecs. Then I growl and start to ride your cock harder and faster, slamming my ass down against the base of your shaft and balls, taking all of you as sweat pours down my chest from the effort.

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚄ 5 = 7 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 48.

Antares_Estrella: I throw my head back, sweat whipping off my hair as I ride you hard, pecs bouncing, thighs flexed powerfully as my body works like a piston, thrusting up and down, feasting on your cock. A fountain of precum spills down onto your upper chest as I groan and moan from the intense pleasure, my ass hungrily feeding on your cock as I use you as a tool with a beautiful face and body to pleasure me. Breathing harder and faster, my body soaked in sweat, my thighs almost burning as I thrust harder and faster, pounding your cock

Antares_Estrella: !arouse @Antares_Estrella
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚃ 4 = 10 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 50.

Antares_Estrella: With a roar my head whips back, and I erupt a volcano of hot cum directly into your pretty face, coating you with my juice as I keep riding your cock, jet after jet of cum erupting from my cock and plastering your face, neck and chest before finally oozing out down my thighs. A bit lightheaded from the eruption, I gasp and then release your legs, standing up above you, cock still dripping cum as I plant one foot on your defeated torso and flex for the crowd, claiming another victory for the House of Vega

Jordan_Dolce: I'm in dreamless sleep--knocked out by the hottest ass I've eve r seen--you don't physically abuse me--but while I sleep, your hands "erase" my cum--smearing it into my skin--you turn my cock into your personal sex toy--the crowd loving how you ride it--my cock's pleasure not enough to wake me--but my cock is definitely getting you awakened--the crowd and our dads watching while you roll me up--positioning us so your ass gets the best feeling--and then--you explode--your thick ropes coating my very passive face and torso--marking me as your conquered rival--being pinned under your foot--the thoroughly broken down Dolce--still not moving

Daddy_Dolce: i'm watching this...seeing my son soak his speedo...then get ASSaulted...just to be knocked silly and knocked out...made to watch as his cock is turned into a dildo for antares' ass...and seeing him just fucking relish his fuck time...my son's legs lifted and manipulated...turning jordan into a posable doll...the crowd is cheering for another vega...your roar gets my attention...i look up and see you plaster jordan in your jizz...then i look over and see your dad's pride and satisfaction...my chin drops to my chest...this is fucking horrible for my family

Daddy_Vega: Watching with total pride as Antares not only managed to turn this match around, but claimed victory in an utterly dominating way, making it clear who the boss in the ring is. With his opponent laid out, Antares claims his trophy, pleasuring himself on his opponent's cock, using the defeated Dolce boy as nothing more than a sex toy. I look across at my rival, grinning diabolically at him, knowing that he must be seething in his seat, humiliated at this outcome. I flash a wicked smile, then pop my pecs and flex, a show just for him, letting him know that his own time in the ring is coming. Once my sons finish putting his down, then he will be all mine for the taking.

Antares_Estrella: Posing and flexing for the crowd, dripping in sweat but radiating with pride and satisfaction, I reach down and grab a handful of your sweaty hair, gripping tight as I start to drag you up off the canvas. Straightening you up, I dip down and then haul you over my shoulder, your naked cock still oozing against my body, my hand gripping and spanking your bare ass. Then I step forward to the ropes, carrying you with me out of the ring. My fans cheering loudly as I hold you with one arm and drop to the ground, then proceed back to the locker rooms. "Got a lot more in store for this handsome jobber" I call out to the fans, getting a loud chorus of whistles and cheers in response.