Rassle N Roll Federation

When Orion got home after his match against the Korean Dominant Heart, we had quite the celebration. Once again, he proved why we all look up to him. It's not just because he's our big brother, but rather he is such an incredible wrestler. So I am a bit surprised to see him looking so serious when he pays me a visit during my morning training session the next day. Seeing him watching me from the entrance to our private gym, I grunt as I push out one more barbell squat, before racking the bar and grabbing my towel to wipe the sweat from my forehead. "What's up?"

Orion proceeds to give me the further details of his match against the Korean Dominant Heart, things he left out when we were celebrating the night before. I'm quite surprised to hear how close he feels the match really was. Despite what came across as a very dominant victory for Orion, he makes it clear that this new challenger is not to be underestimated. Orion admits to me that he got lucky escaping a few of his opponent's holds, and that he suspects the more erotic nature of the Warehouse matches caught out newest challenger a bit off guard. But we cannot count on this next time. I listen to every word he is saying, knowing there is a reason he is sharing all this with me. Then he tells me that I'm scheduled to face off against this challenger next. Apparently this new wrestler made a special arrangement with the Warehouse promoter that he can take on all four of us, and if he racks up at least two wins, he'll get a chance to take on Daddy Vega. "Damn...he must have some connections to have been able to make that arrangement for himself."

Knowing that he already lost to Orion, it's clear that he is going to be coming back with a vengeance in his next matches, definitely determined to even up the score, especially if getting in the ring with Daddy Vega is his motivation. I mean, I'd be the same in his position. "Don't worry Orion, I'll make you proud." With that, I turn back to the weight rack and hoist the barbell back across my broad shoulders, hitting another set of squats, needing my prized legs and ass to be in peak condition when I enter the ring against this challenger, especially if he is as skilled and dangerous as Orion has admitted to me.

“arrrrrghhh…. Fuckk…. What the…” I slowly wake up with grabbing my forehead due to headache at my bed. My last memory is that I was struggling in Orion's dragon sleeper. In his armpit, my eyes were covered so black sight, my nose smelled Orion's cologne, and my brain was intoxicated hard by his masculinity. So, I don't know how I got to my house. My body is already showered clearly and wear my home wears. I slowly sit up and take a deep breath, with knowing that I’m defeated by Orion. “Fuck..!”

But when I turn my head to the side, I see my wrestling trunks hanging in front of my eyes. The black trunks, still soaked with transparent liquid and stained with white sticky something. But it’s not just scent of mine. There is another scent. Fuck. It’s Orion’s. Then I realize that Orion enjoyed his victory and sprayed his victory’s cum over my body. And now Orion hang my trunks without washing, like trying to brag about his victory to me.

“Arrgghh….” I grit my teeth with grabbing my trunks tightly with annoying. My phone start belling. The promoter informs me that the date for the next game has been set. and also my next opponent has been set, Antares. I have already known about him. He is the youngest at House of Vega, but he is strong, skillful and sexy enough to team up with Orion and tag match together. I tell him okay and hang up. I know there is no change in having to have two wins, but now I even want to take revenge on House of Vega. So it's time to prepare harder. I study my shortcomings while watching the last game. And I don't forget to work out hard at gym to make my muscles bigger and more beefy, and practice my wrestling techniques to make Antares hard to escape from me, until the date of match comes.

It's finally the evening of the match, and I head over to the Warehouse early enough to give myself time to shower and change. Toweling off, I first pull on my custom green mesh jockstrap, making sure my sizeable bulge is well-positioned in the pouch. Then I step into my signature green and white House of Vega singlet and matching green and white wrestling shoes. My name displayed proudly across my chest, I check myself out in the mirror, before turning to the side to admire my incredible backside. There's no question that I have the best ass among all my brothers. It's something which gets a lot of attention no matter what I wear, but I always enjoy wearing outfits that draw particular attention to it. My House of Vega singlet is no exception, the thin spandex like a second skin that perfectly shows off the juiciness and muscled contours of my thick ass. Pleased with how I look, I run through my usual pre-match warmup, reminding myself of all the intel Orion shared with me about my opponent, his strengths and weaknesses, what I need to be careful about, and what I should try and exploit. Feeling confident and prepared, I continue loosening up, and getting myself ready to wrestle. Finally, a staff member comes to the door and lets me know that my match is about to get introduced, so I should be ready to be announced into the ring.

As soon as I hear my name, I jog out of the back area toward the ring, thighs thundering, my glutes bouncing in my singlet. Approaching the ring, I leap up to the apron, grab the top ropes, and launch myself up and over into the ring. I forcefully stick the landing, a showy move that I have practiced to make it look as casual and effortless as possible, and one that intentionally causes my thighs and ass to jiggle and shake, showing off how juicy and thick my powerful lower body is. House of Vega fans seem to be in high attendance tonight, as the cheers fill the Warehouse arena. I raise one fist and pump it in the air, working up the fans and building the excitement, getting the energy pulsing in the room, and in my favor.

After curing the damage of last match and improving my physique and techniques for several days, I also enter my locker room, opposite site of yours. I put my bags at bench of room, and start stripping my clothes off until I’m naked. I walk to shower room and turn on the showerhead. For a while, I stand still and just get wet by the water coming out of the showerhead. I have to win this game. There are still 3 players left, so I can get a ticket even if I lose this game and win the next 2 games. But if I lose this game, I'll feel pressured to win both of next 2 players. Think about last defeat but sexy opponent, Orion… Think that this opponent, Antares, is also sexy and hot in wrestling… Skills.. Counter.. Caress..

After a long period of thought, I wake up and start washing myself every inch. Closing the showerhead, I come out and look at my muscles in the locker room. Soaked with water, glistening under lights, and I see my long shaft. I storke it once in order to gather myself and dry off with a towel. I open my bag, take out my wrestling suit inside and start putting it on. Blood-like red and burgundy square cut trunks with white ‘Dominant’ letters at front and white ‘Heart’ letters at back. White knee pads with my silver sign and white to red gradations boots. I stand in front of mirror with checking my physique. And I heard announcer calling you and fans of House of Vega erupting, so I stand in front of the door with waiting announcer calling me.

I enter the arena with halo of light. I heard a little more spectators standing up and cheering for me than in the last game. At the way to ring, Some of them stretch their hands to high five, so I raise my hand and touch their hands with confident manner. I grab the ropes and jump onto apron, and enter the ring between top and middle ropes. I walk to my corner and climb up, looking down the crowds. I smile slightly and flex my inverted triangular upper muscles with ‘Abdominal and Thigh’ pose. I jump to land on canvas with making the ring shaken slightly and turn to watch you, and your body. I stretch my body side to side to continue watching your ass and thighs which looks more beefy than Orion’s.

Watching as you enter the ring, eyes taking all of you in. Damn, Orion was not kidding when he said you had the perfect body. Despite your loss to Orion, you have quite a confident aura about you now, and I can only imagine you must be feeling quite determined to get a victory in this match. So no better way for me to start things off and quickly get the action under my control. Nodding to you and to the promoter, I confidently move out toward ring center, quickly trying to own the space and get us circling in the ring. I want to immediately control the narrative of this action and steadily wear you down before adding you to my own trophy collection, just as Orion did with you.

Confidently closing in on you, I reach out and grip the back of your head and the nape of your neck with my hand, holding firm for control as we circle and jostle. Finally, I give you a sharp tug, forcing your head down a bit, as I twist my hips and drive my thick thigh and knee up into your chiseled core, seeing how well you can weather the blow.

Getting a fairly solid hit with my knee, I follow up for a quick explosive dropkick toward your chest, hoping to slam the soles of my shoes into your chest and send you flying. But you recover enough from the knee to already backpedal a step, my feet only partially connecting with you as I drop to the canvas and backroll quickly back up to my feet, watching you closely.

After bell rings and I also nod to you, I also walk to center of ring and circle with you. I keep my eyes on you. Every time you circle, I can see your juicy ass is twerked and your huge thigh’s muscles are ripped. As you try to lock up, I also grab nape and your shoulder. I groan with trying to push your shoulder to detach you from me when you grab my back of head and neck. “Cuff!” But before I detach you, your meat-like thigh and knee smash my core hard, like smashing with thick bat. I gasp hard. My body starts being bent forward with that impact. But before doubled over your thigh, You quickly throw dropkick into my beefy pecs. I quickly block your shoes with my both forearms crossing in front of my pecs. "ARGH!" And flexing my thighs and core, I don't lose my balance, but with still shock of your kick, My feet step backwards. So, My body is leaned to ropes and I prevent the damage if I fall backwards and slam my back.

With leaning my back to ropes, I bounce my body and charge to you when you try to stands up. I stretch my arm widely to smash your throat and upper pecs with my Clothesline. But, You act quickly and duck under my arm, missing your pecs.

But because I fall to smash your pecs, I keep running to opposite ropes. I bounce my back off ropes again, and I rush to you. I keep my eyes on you and try to smash your pecs with Clothesline one more time. But with your shorter height, you duck quickly down and my arm swings in an air. "Fuck!"

Rolling up quickly to my feet, I see you coming right at me with a clothesline. Good thing I chose to backroll up, putting just a bit more space between us, and giving me the extra split second I need to duck your arm, otherwise you likely would have taken my head off with that long arm of yours. I see you bounce back for the rebound, now having even more time to prepare as I duck your arm a second time, baiting you until the last moment possible.

But as you sail past me the second time, I am more prepared. Leaping toward you, I fire off another dropkick, this one now aimed at your broad back, the soles of my wrestling shoes slamming into you with much more force and solidity that I was able to get on the previous dropkick. It's a satisfying hit, one that sends you straight into the ropes, chest first.

Working to keep up the momentum, I push up to my feet and close in on you before you can pull yourself off the ropes. Grabbing a fistful of your hair, I muscle you to the corner and plant my big foot firmly on the canvas, before slamming your forehead into the top turnbuckle, looking to leave you dazed and reeling in the corner. House of Vega fans already erupting in cheers at the explosive action in the ring.

With two cheap mistakes, I fall to ropes when you smash your both kicks between my shoulder blades. "UGHH!!" My body loses balance, and is dangled at ropes. My pecs are pressed at top ropes, while my both arms are hanged over top ropes. the crowds look my dangled muscles and laugh. But before I react, I'm dragged by your hand grabbing my hair. At reaching corner, You thrust my head into top of turnbuckle. 'BAMM!!' "UGHHH!!" My head is bounced up hard with shock, my body is tilted and leaned to turnbuckle. My both arms are hanged over top ropes while I shake my head to catch my mind. "uggh... fucker..."

Still dazed, when I look up and see you. Fuck. You confidently stand in front of me, with that sexy muscles. Not much beefy like Orion's, but still ripped and sexy. With that muscles, I feel my bulge some reacted. But suddenly, I grab top ropes with my both hands and kick my both legs up. I widely open my crotch until your head is between my thighs. I clamp your head between thighs with locking my ankles behind of you, while my bulge is smothered your face. I twist my body and jerk your body to canvas to smash your head with Hurricanrana. After smashing your head on canvas with thud, I roll our body to make you lie on your back, and I sit on your face with my ass while my both shins are back of your back. "Hu... Finally, I gotcha." I look down your face smothered with my ass and bulge, and I flex with double biceps pose, and flex my thighs to crush your head hard.

Muscling you to the corner, I take a moment size you up, ready to keep working over that hot lean body of yours, when you suddenly thrust up on the ropes and swing your long legs out to snare my head. It's a bold and impressive move, and one that I was not expecting at all. You take full advantage of this, forcing me down and stunning me as you slam my head into the canvas. Dazed as you roll me to my back, I let out a low moan as you smother my face under your ass and bulge, pinning me down and flexing over me, showing off.

Quickly pulling myself back together, I decide it's time to give you a taste of my own powerful legs. Gripping your thighs with my hands for leverage, I grunt and swing my own thick legs up, pushing my ass up off the canvas in the process to compensate for your height advantage, and lock my meaty thighs around your own head. Clamping tight, I growl and pull you down by your head, dragging you off me as I twist to the side and work you in my headscissors. My thighs clamped tight and flexing as I crush your head into one of the juiciest parts of my body, my thighs completely enveloping your head as I flex and squeeze.

Continuing to crush my thighs together, I shift a bit, getting us better positioned on the canvas so I can work the hold, pulling you away from the ropes as much as I can without losing the scissors. Then I reach down and start running my hand over your chest, before giving your nipples a soft flick and pinch, twisting gently as I work to see if this is one of your more intimate spots.

I'm satisfied at my first success of attack, and get a grin widely with looking down your face and hearing your moans. I keep my flexing thighs and start moving my hands behind your back of head to try to smother you more in my musk. But Before I get your head, Something snakes my head behind of me. "Wha-- Nrgh?!" My body is jerked backside and fall on canvas with releasing your head from my thighs without my intention. I realize that your thigh is so tough when you move my both weight in center of ring while you're even tightening my head. "ARRRGHH!!" I groan loud in your two monster, like damaging critically. When I frown my face and struggle in pain, I feel your warm hand tracing my huge pecs. And you start flicking my nipples, I moan softly. "Ah--! Fu-ck-! S-Stop-Ah-!"

But when you concentrate at playing with my pecs and nipples, I feel your clamping is loosen a little bit, so there is tiny gap between your thighs. I take a breath carefully and try to concentrate at wrestling again while you keep disturbing me with making my nipples erected up.

With tiny gap, I put my left hand between your thighs near your bulge. And with my right hand, I grab between your tangled shins. I take a deep sigh, and groans hard to spread them. Your thighs are shaken to flex and not release me. My groans are louder and louder as I flex my forearms and biceps to spread more. As there is a gap through which my head can escape, I quickly duck and pull my head out of your thighs. I roll and roll and lie on my back with panting and heaving my pecs. I clutch burned neck and think how frustrating this situation is, attacking again and again. "Fuck...."

Trying to keep you locked up in my thighs, but you fight to twist yourself free as I get a little too preoccupied teasing your nipples. But I can see the energy it cost you as you roll and lie on your back, trying to get air back into that perfect body of yours. Slowly pushing up to my feet, I shake out my thighs, taking a moment to adjust my singlet.

Closing in on you as you continue to lie on the canvas, pecs still heaving as you suck in air, I quickly lift my leg and stomp down hard, aiming to put my wrestling shoe straight through your diaphragm and blast the air from your body, but you manage to roll quick at the last second, narrowly avoiding my foot.

I stay on you, closing in behind, but you manage to get back up to your feet and fend me off, preventing me from getting a grip on you as we struggle fiercely. "So you have some fight in you after all?" I taunt, frustrated that I seem to have lost my initial momentum in this match.

As you walk to me and raise your shoes up, My eyes open widely and quickly roll to side. 'THUMP!' The ring is shaken when you stomp empty canvas. And I roll until I get to ropes, I grab the ropes to rely on them to stand up. You come to me and try to grab my back of head and neck again, but I struggle to block your both hands and also try to grab your back of head and neck. "All? No. I don't show anything haha"

When we both struggle hard to grab each other's back of head or hair with walking to center of ring, I grab your shoulder and back of neck instead. I suddenly pull your upper body down and lift my right knee up to dig my knee into your core, while my thigh smashes your pecs. It's not much thick or stiff like yours, but it can makes a sharp and fast pain to you. "What did you say, Huh?"

When your body is bent forward, I wrap my left arm over your right shoulder and wrap my right arm between your crotch. I scoop you up and lift you up until your body is upside down. I want to parade and damage you hard, but it's hard because of damage to me before So Instead parading, I quickly throw your down hard to smash your back hard on canvas with making ring shaken.

Grappling with you as we each try to get control, you use your longer reach to grab the back of my neck, suddenly pulling me down as your longer leg and knee drives up and slams into my chest and core. Air explodes from my mouth as I immediately buckle, bent over, only staying on my feet because of your grip on my neck. This leaves me completely vulnerable to you as you hook my crotch and scoop me up for a quick slam to the canvas, my body bouncing from the impact.

Groaning after getting winded and slammed to the canvas, I instinctively try to wrap you up in my arms and legs, both for control and defensive purposes, but my body is still too winded, and my attempt to ensnare you is weak, letting you easily shove my limbs aside as I continue to suck in air, pecs heaving as I try to get some energy back.

Grasping at you a second time, but again you easily shove my limbs to the side, the power lacking in my arms and legs. House of Vega fans shouting and pleading for me to pull it together, a bit shocked at this sudden turn around in the ring as I lay struggling on the canvas, unable to rally.

Hearing the fans desperately pleading for me, I will myself to get it together. My bulge still feeling your bicep from the scoop slam, it squirms a bit in my jockstrap as I try a third time to lock you up. This time it pays off, as I reach up and manage to get my arms around you, pulling you down and letting my swing my legs around you as well. Locking my limbs and gripping tight, I growl as I squeeze, crushing you down into me in a combination bearhug and bodyscissors, pulsing all four of my limbs as I try to put the pressure on you, working to wear you down quickly and keep you ensnared and back under my control.

With after my continuous attack, it looks like your body is wiggled with pain, So I easily shove your limbs. House of Vega fans shouting to you, while a little fans of mine cheers me. "Yeah? Are you fucking done? You want to go hom..UGH?!" But with your constant trial, you finally succeed to hold me over your body. "UGGGHHH--! FUUCKK--!" My upper back is squeezed by your arms, while my waist is squeezed by your thighs. I feel our pecs, abs and bulge pressing each other, but bulge pressing is more tighten because of your terrible strong thighs. "SHITT!!"

But you miss my four limbs while you hold my core. I put my palms and kneel on canvas. I slowly push up and kneel up with your weight. My both biceps are pumped and revealing the vein well, and my thighs are flexing like a stone. I slowly kneel up one foot and another foot. I roar loudly and finally I stand up on my feet while you're dangled on my body. Still feel lots of pain of your squeezing, I wrap my arms over your shoulder and back. "You can't escape." I whisper to your ears and rush to corner to smash you into corner. With shock, I feel your body is loosened and slumped down, so I quickly scoop you up again and lift you horizontally. I walk to center of ring and lift you up a little and kneel down with smashing your back hard into my extended thighs with Backbreaker.

I feel your heavy weight, so I feel it'll be terrible pain for you. I don't make you fall on canvas. I grab your chin and thigh and start pushing both down to stretch your back hard over my thigh. I look down your glistening stretched pecs and abs and chuckle. "Haha Look nice in this position, young boy."

I release your thigh and grab my fist hard, and throw a fist into your stretched abs quickly like a jab. and I grab your thigh again and I roar with pushing you down hard more deeper and deeper to stretch your pecs, abs, core and back. "Wanna Give up now, huh?!" I shout confidently to show my attitude at wrestling.

The crowd gasps as you push up off the canvas, lifting me with you as you get to your feet. I cannot believe you are able to pull this off, and I continue crushing you thinking I will manage to pull you back down to the canvas. But you show off your strength as you lock me in against you, preventing me from disengaging before rushing and slamming my back into the cornerpost. For a second time in mere moments, the air explodes out of my mouth as you crush me between you and the post, my body going limp before slumping heavily to the canvas, winded a second time and hurting. But you give me no chance to recover as you scoop me up, carry me and slam me down in a brutal backbreaker, my scream of pain echoing in the Warehouse.

I barely feel the stretch and jabs to my abs through the heavy daze I am in from the brutal slam to the corner and then your hard thigh and knee. Groaning as I struggle, slowly pulling myself together, needing to find some way to fight back, House of Vega fans again pleading for me to escape.

My powerful legs locked down as you bend me over your thigh, I reach up trying to grab at your head, but you pull back, evading my grasps, before further subduing me with a bigger stretch over your thigh. I cry out in pain against as my arms slump back down, visibly hurting in this painful hold.

Desperation starting to sink in, I squirm a bit over your thigh as if trying to slip free from your hold. It would be an impossible task, but it's enough to force you to try and get a better grip on me to hold me in place. As soon as I feel you try to get a better hold of my thigh, I swing the leg out that is further from you, sending my foot right into the side of your head. I must catch you completely by surprise, because your hold loosens immediately and I roll off your thigh to the canvas. My back is throbbing painfully, but I know I cannot afford to rest. Pushing up to my hands and knees, I see you still shaking your head from the kick. With a roar, I lunge at you like a panther, hands grabbing your shoulders as I tackle you down to your back, my thicker body landing on top of you, putting us chest to chest. Gripping your arms to pin them to the canvas, hands squeezing your biceps in my grip, I slide my feet down your longer legs, hook your ankles and immediately pry you into a grapevine, putting my powerful legs to work.

Our bulges immediately start grinding together can I feel myself firming up against you as I fight to keep you pinned down while further working and intensifying the grapevine. I let out a moan and then another growl as my bulge flexes into yours and I try to up the pressure on your groin, working to spread your long legs wider apart.

My beefy ass fully flexed and perfectly visibly for the crowd in this position as I engage my glutes and powerful legs - my best assets - into working the grapevine more and more. Hands squeezing your biceps as I work to keep your arms immobilized, my focus primarily on using my lower body to the greatest advantage. As I feel your groin stretching more and more, I know it is starting to pay off.

When I keep stretching your back hard, I look your free leg and realize that I lose your one leg free. But it's too late. Your free leg flies and hit my side of head. I grunt with falling to side with releasing you and make you free to roll to canvas. I sit on my ass and shake my head side to side. As I struggle in pain and dazed, I feel your charging and feel my body jerked backwards with slamming my back on canvas. My eyes are opened widely and try to move my both arms anywhere to escape from your pin and block you hold me harder. But, You grab my both biceps and pin them beside of my head. As I'm stunned by your quick move, I feel your legs snaking my legs and my groin start being spread. "Fuck.. Fuck... FUUUUUUCKK!!" I gasp out with your terrible pain of my crotch. My tendons of inner thighs feel like teared and I scream loudly with shaking my head hard. But that's not end. Your boner starts pressing mine and I feel your cock is harder and bigger. It's so shameful, like a stakes. "Fuck! Fuck! AHHH!!"

I try to close my spread groin with flexing my thighs, but it dosen't work easily, just the tendon of thighs are twitching as my flex. Damn. It's hard to counter at your legs directly. "fuck....." I have to think and make a strategy. I see you pushing up your upper body with pinning my biceps with your hands. So, I bend my arms and grab your both triceps. I quickly pull your both triceps to outside, making you lose balance and fall over my body. I flex my pecs to lower the shock of your upper body and I feel your thighs are slightly loosened with that shock. I quickly slip my legs one by one. As you stunned, I pull you to side and escape from your pin. As you lie on your abs, I kneel up and crawl to side of you. I swipe my sweat of forehead. I want to wreck your thigh first to make you lose your powerful weapon. I put your left leg between my legs and tangle your leg with mine. Then I grab your right leg with my left hand and put my right palms. I hop out both legs and make us roll together. Finally, I lie on my back and you lie over my abs while your legs are held by my limbs. And I put my right hand on your right ankle with my left hand together. "Let's see how long your legs can hold." I smirk.

I start pulling your legs with my all limbs, spreading your crotch widely with Spladle! In center of ring, your thick thighs are opened more and more, and your juicy ass is twitching with pain. I can't see your ass at my view, but I'm sure that the crowds can see your ass and thighs well. My stretch makes your singlet also stretched and tight, so your ass is revealed like no cover of singlet. I hear your scream like a music and move my body slightly to make my hold more stabilized.

I slap your inner thighs to make them twitching. "You've been attacking all this time, so you don't have any power left in your legs anymore, huh?!" Then I punch your side once hard. But, I want to wreck your legs. So I grab your leg firmly and start bouncing pulling your legs again and again to damage your thighs more. Crank... Crank... Crank... Each time I bounce spreading your crotch, I think I can hear your leg tearing.

Because our body is contacted tightly, when you struggle and move your body hard to escape, I feel your spandex covered body through my bulge. My bulge is reacted and is stiff and hard with your body. "Ummm..." I moan shortly in a low voice, but I keep spreading your legs. After bouncing, I release left hand from your right leg. I start slide my hand from your ass crack to over your bulge. I can feel your already hard shaft, so I put it between my index and middle fingers. I start stroking your cock over your singlet. Up and down. Slowly. Storking your shaft with my palm, while my 2nd and 3rd fingers stroke the side of cock. I slowly move my hand. uuuuppp..... and downnnnn.... slowwwwly... As my hands go down, I slightly press your balls with my palm to make you pump. and I keep my moving uuuuppp..... and downnnnn.... slowwwwly... I start smirking when I feel heat of your body. "Yeah~? Feel so good, right?"

Groan as you pull me down under you, my legs loosening a bit and giving you the space you need to slide each of yours free. As you shove me off your sweaty body, I take a moment to get my breath. Big mistake. In a clearly practiced move, you scissor one of my legs, before grabbing the other, and rolling, dragging and forcing me into a picture perfect spladle. My powerful legs getting stretched wide apart, I shout out in pain, outrage and shock as you split me wide apart, my thighs exploding with fiery pain, my ass stretched and on display. But you keep up the brutal pull, your long legs and limbs giving you even more leverage to work me in this hold, splitting me wider and starting to bounce as you demolish my powerful lower body.

Starting to see stars from the pain, I suddenly feel your hand rubbing over my cock, working my bulge from my balls to my shaft, a deep and humiliating moan escaping my lips as my cock immediately starts throbbing at your touch, a wet spot starting to show on my singlet. Moaning and groaning from the mix of punishing pain and forced pleasure, I almost don't hear my fans crying out and shouting for me to escape, shocked at the domination position you have me in, my most powerful assets completely under your control.

Slamming my hands down into the canvas, I buck and thrust my hips as much as I can, trying to fight against your hold, but you have me locked down tight. Groaning as I strain against your hold, but your legs and arm have me trapped in place, immobilized as you continue to punishing and stretch my groin, my legs at risk of being hyperextended as I struggle and writhe desperately on the canvas.

But if my brothers have taught me anything, it's never to give up, even in the face of near impossible odds. Better to go down giving it your all than surrendering. With that in mind, I work on clearing my mind, trying to shut out the pain while I consider my options. Changing tactics, I start to rock my body forward and back, pressing my shoulders back into your body before thrusting my hips forward. It's a risky move, because each time I roll back toward you, I force my neck to painfully bend even more. But after a few rocks, I make my move. Thrusting my arms to the ground just next to your body, I push my upper body up just as I am rocking back toward you. I let out a brutal groan from the effort, but I push myself up far enough to give myself a gap between you and the canvas to roll my head down to the side, and rotate myself under my hips. It's a painful transition, but as I push up higher on my arms, I manage to tuck through the gap I created, my head and torso sliding through so that I wind up on my chest, my legs still in your grip but now with no pressure on them whatsoever.

Jerking one leg free, I slam the sole of my shoe into your abs, then scramble up to my knees. My legs and groin are burning, and my cock is throbbing in my singlet, but I cannot afford to give you a chance to get back on me. Not in this state. Instead, I dive at you, relying on my upper body as I against tackle you to the canvas, forcing you on your chest, mounting your back. Hooking your head with one arm, I use raw power and determination to hold you down as I reach down and grab one of your long arms, scissoring it between my sore but still thick legs, trying to keep it trapped while using my weight to pin you down. I plant my pecs on your upper back and reach both my arms around across your head, pulling you back in a crossface. My weight holding you down, I crank your head back, pulling your head and neck up more and more, my body keeping your torso from lifting off the canvas as I work the punishing hold.

Hearing you groaning as I pull back on your head, my already hard cock lets out another leak in my singlet, unable to calm the arousal you caused by rubbing my ass and bulge, I squirm as my cock flexes and spits out more precum in my jockstrap, as I try to further tighten my grip on you, grunting as I fight to pull your head further and further back, needing to return some of the pain that you just inflicted on me in the crippling spladle.

But you struggle fiercely against me, preventing me from further intensifying the hold, even as I maintain the pressure on your head and neck.

Impossible. I think my spladle was perfect to make you wrecked and say submit, so I smiled widely at my face with thinking that I get one win and remain one win to get a ticket to Daddy Vega. But... You move your body back and forth during tolerating the terrible pain of your thighs. Your muscles start moving like a water. smoothly, and finally you wind up on your pecs. "Fuck.. How ca.. UGH!!" I'm very stunned by your impressive escape and allow your mount. I lie on my abs and I feel your arm wrapping my head. It makes me hard to move, so I allow that my arm is tucked between your legs. Your legs might be not enough to squeeze my torso, but it still be enough to keep my arm tightly. And your both hands grab my face and start lifting up. "AHHHH!! FUCKK!!! AHHHH" I scream out when my upper body is lifted up and off canvas. I put my right palms to stabilize my posture to make the pain of neck and back of head lower. My vision is blocked by your hands, so I only scream at pain.

 But because I already damage your legs hard before, there is small gap that I can move my left arm between your legs. I move my left arm back and forth slightly. back..forth..back..forth.. When I move my arm to your ankles, I thrust my arm backwards to smash my elbow into your stiff bulge. It's not powerful like low blow, but it makes you slightly stunned with your already leaking cock. When I feel your legs are loosened, I quickly pull my left arm off from your legs and slide my body out from your pinning body with taking your hand off from my face with my right hand. As I still I grab your hand with my right hand, I pull you forwards so make you lie on your abs. I quickly kneel up and sit on your lower back. I first kneel my both legs up beside of your body. I grab your right wrist and jerk it back and put it over my extended right thigh, and do same at your left arm. "You know this already, don't you?" I smirk

I grab your chin and lift your upper body off canvas with Camel clutch. And I put my elbows on my knees, in front of your arms already over my thighs, to make you hard to pull your arms off from me. I grab your hair and chin together and jerk your head back hard. "Now! You want to say submit, Huh?!" As I lift your head, I make you face the crowds, someone frustrated and someone cheering.

I want to grab your ankles with stretching my arm backwards to make your back more bent and stretched. But when I stretch my arm backwards, it's so far to grab. So I I give up on catching it, and I decide to focus on strengthening my current Camel clutch.

Your back is folded and makes a curve of muscles because your both arms are pulled backwards. So my bulge is stroked by the curve of your back. But I don't move much now, just try to keep my posture. So, It's stimulated at my already hardon, but not much. "Just Say it. young boy. You can be free." I whisper to your ears and seduce you with my words.

I try to keep you locked down in the crossface, but with the damage to my legs, I am unable to clamp down as tight as I normally could on your arm, and you smartly use this to your advantage. I groan as you break free of my hold, my body still drained from the punishing spladle. You work fast and hard, and I groan as you control me with my arm, forcing me into position as you mount my back, grabbing at my arms to pull them back. I know exactly what you have in mind and I try to fight it, but you manage to drape my arms over your thighs and get me in place, pulling up on my chin. I groan as you start to work the hold, but compared to the spladle, the pain is nothing. But I know at any moment you could intensify it, which means I need to act quickly once again. Gritting my teeth, I get to work at trying to get out from under you, again hearing the voices of my brothers coaching me to never ever give up.

As I feel your cock grind into my back, I hope you might be a bit distracted, thinking you have me at your mercy once again. I intentionally let out a moan as you whisper in my ear, as if I am succumbing to your seductive words. Instead I slowly edge my legs on the canvas, trying to pull them up as much as I can without alerting you. Once I have gotten as far as I can, I decide to show off my own power, hoping my legs still have the strength I need to pull this off. Gripping your thighs with my arms, I thrust my ass up, slamming it into your bulge, as I pull my knees in and then power up to standing with a big push. My thick thighs tremble from the effort, but I manage, getting to my feet in one fairly smooth explosive move, my fans erupting into cheers once more. Both of us on our feet now, you standing behind me, I spin around to face you. The thrust up to my feet showed me that my legs still have the strength I need, but the strength to my groin has neutralized my the crushing power of my scissors. But no matter, I am a well-rounded wrestler. Dipping low, I thrust my arm between your thighs, slamming my bicep up into your bulge and grip the back of your trunks. With a grunt, I scoop you up, getting my broad shoulder under you as I lift you up, my other arm coming around to hook your head as I get you onto my shoulders, my fans erupting into cheers.

Sweat dripping down between my pecs, I clamp my arms on your head and legs, and start to bounce on my feet, sending some nice vibrations into your body as I work you across my shoulders in a rack. "Your tall lean body is just perfectly built for this!" I taunt as I jostle you up and down on my shoulders, trying to inflict some painful damage to your back and spine, pulling on your legs and chin to keep you secured in place. My wet bulge and ass bounce in my singlet as I add more force, working to force some moans from your lips.

Trying to increase the punishment of the hold, I try to claw at your bulge, but as soon as I start to move my hand, I feel your long legs fighting to slip free, so I immediately clamp back down on them, needing to keep you in place.

I keep my camel clutch with keeping your back stretched more and more firmly. But it’s not enough to make you submit, so I slowly move my ass down, from your lower back to ass, to try bend your back and neck backwards more. As my ass is on your squishy ass, I haven’t realized yet that your legs are already folded to burst up. “Ah-ck!” I moan out when you thrust my bulge up. And I know that I’m already stand up on my feet. “UGH!!” Sudden electric shock comes through my bulge when you smash my balls with your beefy biceps. I’m stunned and grabbing my balls, my body is slowly slumped forwards. But you block my slumping with grabbing back of trunks, making my trunks stretched up and revealing my ass crack. “uggghh—-“ As I struggle in pain of ball, I feel my body is jerked backward and starts being lifted up over your shoulders. “AHHHH—!!” I start screaming my back is stretched down hard when you grab my chin and thighs. You look like trying a squat with using me as 181lbs barbell. “Fucckk… uff…” My breath is jumpy with pain of stretching. My sweaty body is exposed to light of arena, so it makes my pecs and abs glistening. And my trunks are also stretched, so outline of my cock and balls is revealed explicitly. I grab your left hand, grabbing my chin, with my both hands, hoping that might help reduce the pain.

I keep my grabbing your left hand and try to detach it from my chin. But it’s too tight to release my chin. “Ugghh…” I moan and my sweaty abs are ripped and loosened when I pant hard. My sweat is already soaked my body, trunks and hairs, so it drops on canvas, while some of them flow down tracing your muscles.

Your shoulder bone digs into my back and ass, making me feel more pain. I shake my head with feeling frustrated at this powerful finisher-like Torture rack. “Fuck… No… Ah-..”

With spandex of my trunks, My bulge is already stimulated and starts being lifted leaking some pre. “Fuck— ah—“ I feel the shock of your bouncing, while my legs are bounced up and down. My back is burned and I see the crowds erupting and cheering upside down over your broad muscular shoulders.

Clamping my hands tight on your chin and thighs, I manage to keep you locked in place across my shoulders as you struggle and squirm. I give you a couple more solid bounces on my shoulders to settle you back down, letting you know who is in control here now. The House of Vega fans are cheering wildly as I start to maintain the upper hand in this match that has had huge swings in control back and forth between us. But it seems like this is the perfect hold for me to use your taller leaner body against you, your body almost fitting perfectly across my shoulders as I buck, bounce and punish your spine and back, mercilessly pulling down in your chin and keeping those dangerous long legs held down and draped to the side. "Enjoying this, big guy?"

Working you mercilessly in the rack, I decide it's time to give the fans a bit more of a show. Sliding my hand up from your thighs, I rub my hand over the front of your tented trunks, before slipping my fingers inside the top of the waistband and pulling down. I feel your cock pop free almost immediately, and I grab it in my hand, gripping firmly as I start stroking it from base to tip, both my hand and the bounces to your body from my shoulders adding to the pleasure as I work your now exposed cock. The fans explode in wild cheers, clearly loving this evolution of the hold, as I now punish and pleasure you in a dominating Rack & Jack. "I guess this answers my own question, you definitely are enjoying this!"

“Ufff— ah-! nrgh—! ufff—“ I barely gasp with moaning in a low voice, just over your muscular shoulders and deltoids. I feel my power is drained at a very fast pace. I think I could beat you with a high probability, because I already give your legs a lots of damage. But you have lots of muscles and strength at your upper body. My back starts being wrecked and convulsing again and again, as if your back is wrecked hard by my holds. My long limbs are just dangled and bounced up and down as you stomp the canvas. “AHHhhhHHHhhhHHH!!!” My scream is also bounced with your bouncing pace, and it flows through whole of arena

I feel your right hands moving warmly. From my thigh, balls and cock to my waistband of trunks. “F-uck-! N-! No-!” I can’t see what happened to trunks because my face looks the crowd upside down, but I can feel my trunks lowered and my 21cm hardon popped up. I feel your hand wraps my shaft and stroke it smoothly. “NR-GH—! Ah-F-fuck..” Your warm hand moves from base to tip. “AAaaNNnnGGggHHhh” My scream starts being mixed with my moans and it flows like a music to you and crowds. My cock start leaking transparent pre and spray over the ring with my sweat together when you keep bouncing your legs.

But when I see the upside down crowds, some of them start cheering me. Lots of crowds are fans of Vega, but a little fans pray for me to escape from this perfect hold. Despite I’m still struggling in pain and pleasure, I grab your left hand and try to get my breath well. Still making big moan and groans, I try to concentrate hard.

But when you move your right hand from my thigh to my cock, it means that my two long legs get free. I start wiggling my both legs over your shoulders to make you your balance. “Let… me… go…!” When I feel your legs lose a balance and your body start shaking, I twist my body to left side to shift the center of mass. It makes you fall forwards and slam your face and bulge at canvas with splashing our sweat and my pre, while my side falls over your back of head. With large thud, the ring shakes and I feel your both hands are loosen. I pant for a moment and tuck my cock inside trunks. I roll my body to press my pecs over your upper back. I start scissors your right arms and squeeze it tightly. And I tuck your left arm between my right arm and side. I grab your side of neck with my both hands. “I can't be the only one enjoying it. Shouldn't you enjoy it, too?“ I smirk and flexing my muscles to stretch your arm backwards and wrecked back with Ring of Saturn

I pull my body backwards to detach your pecs off from canvas. I roar to stretch harder and harder. I move my legs to make your left arm tucked between my thighs firmly, right under my crotch. We both struggles over our juices and it makes your singlet soaked and wet more. I grab your hair and jerk your head backwards. “Now, Enjoy it, huh?” I see your half-lidded eyes and smirk. I release your hair and put my hands on your neck again and keep stretching you with seeing your heaving pecs covered with your singlets.

Just starting to get a good stroke going on your cock, already feeling it leaking pre down onto my hand, your moans music to my ears. But with my focus on pumping your shaft, you manage to use your legs to start shirting your weight. I try to reposition but you throw out center of mass too much and we both drop hard to the canvas. Before I realize what you are doing, you are rolling onto my back, pinning ne down, hooking one of my arms between your legs and then grabbing for the other one. I try to flex and pull my arms free, but then you grab my neck and start pulling my arms backward, pain shooting through my back, shoulders and chest as you start working me in the Rings of Saturn. My fans once again pleading for me to escape while yours erupt into cheers.

Knowing I am in a very precarious position in this brutal position, the first thing I try to do is not panic. Instead, despite the pain, I close my eyes and focus, calming my breathing and taking a moment to try and assess my options, summoning as much energy as I can, knowing I am going to need all it takes to escape this dominating hold.

Grunting, I struggle against you, trying to shift my arms, but you've got them both locked tight in your grip, clamping down on them as you pry them back and use them to pull my body up off the canvas, stretching my chest and working my shoulders. I groan as my powerful legs slide and kick on the canvas, unable to get purchase, my bulge grinding into the mat as I fight against you, but your hold on me remains fixed, working this powerful and dominating hold.

Moaning as my cock grind into the canvas, my pre juices soaking my jockstrap and leaking through my singlet, smearing the mat as I writhe and squirm under you, I continue to struggle, knowing I desperately need to get free of this dominating hold. Groaning and moaning loudly and desperately as I fight against you, trying to dig deep in my effort to escape this brutal hold.

But try as I hard, your long arms and legs have my arms locked tight as you continue to force them back, stretching my chest, punishing my upper body, your body keeping me held down on the canvas as I let out another loud, desperate groan, knowing I am in serious trouble trapped in your dominating and punishing hold.

My long limbs start working as advantage. Because I clamp your both arms between my thighs and under my right armpit. I feel your wiggling muscles and moaning sounds and think I do a perfect hold which is hard to escape for you. As I hear your moan, I want to work more to make you feel horny and heat. So, I slightly roll our body to lie on our side. It makes your front body is shown to crowds. I can see your wet singlet, poked-up nipples, heaving pecs, and more dark green area at your bulge with soaked and stained your pre with outline of twitching cock. I release my left hand from your neck, while still grab with right hand. I slowly start inserting my left hand under your singlet through your left armhole.

I slide my hand over your skin of left pec, and find your oozing and erected nipple first. “Oh~ Your nipple says that you're at the limit already.” I smirk and start teasing your nipple with my index finger. Move up and down, left to right and roll the edge of nipple, and again. “Common. Your nipple acts like bursting.” I chuckle and slide my finger to storke your curve of pec, and massage your pec smoothly. It’s not much beefy like Orion’s, but still big. “Yes. Feel that. Enjoy that. I know you already feel orgasm.”

Then I start lowering my hand down. At your abs, I trace your curve of abs first. Central curve and brick of abs. When I move my hand into your singlet, the tacky and clingy sounds come out through whole of arena. “You want this right?” I whisper to your ears. I lower my hand more, passing your navel, and grab your waistband of jockstrap. I hook it my finger and lower it until the waistband is hooked under your balls and, making your cock popped up from your jockstrap, but still in your singlet. I can feel your cock’s heat, already bursting. “Oh. Your bulge already enjoys this more than you.”

I wrap your bat-like stiff cock with my left hand. I move my hand up and down slowly to start pumping your cock. From your base to your head of cock. As my hand reaches at your tip, I stroke your slit and tip with my thumbs. As my hand reaches at your bulge, I massage your balls with my index and third fingers. I move slowly first, but my hands are moving faster and faster to jerk your cock off in earnest, with showing these scene to crowds, lots of House of Vega. Then I whisper to you. “You think I'm doing this for me, but you’re wrong. CUM. FOR. YOUR. FANS!”

I feel your body is heated more and more, and because your right arm is under my bulge, I feel heat also and feel your arm stroking my bulge because of our moves. My cock is also leaking pre and already soaking my trunks, and now my pre flows down with tracing your tucked arm and drips on canvas. When I feel your cock start twitching hard and try to burst, I grab your shaft tightly and massage your balls with my fingers to block your cum and make you feel some pain of not being able to burst. After a few seconds, I smirk and release your cock with waiting the reaction of your body and cock. “It’s showtime for you, young boy.”

I fight and struggle to escape your hold, but you have me perfectly trapped, punishing my arms and stretching my upper body as you work the brutal hold. With my cock already oozing heavily in my singlet, I squirm desperately as your hand starts to reach inside my singlet, but I have no way to defend myself. As you start teasing and playing with my nipple, my squirming becomes more frantic as I start moaning loudly, your fingers arousing my extremely sensitive chest. My cock is almost ready to burst when you start sliding your hand down over my abs and toward my groin. "No....noo.....please...." I beg, knowing I have no way to resist you, my cock already throbbing on the verge of erupting. It only takes a few strokes from you to have my thick 9.5" cock ready to burst...but then you grip it tight, preventing my balls and shaft from unloading. I cry out in desperation as my cock begs for release, throbbing to burst in your tight grip. When you finally release, my cock explodes with powerful jets of cum, soaking the inside of my singlet, staining my pecs and abs with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum. I whimper as the powerful forced orgasm leaves me drained and dazed, my body slumping in your brutal hold, soaked in my own shame, my now soaked singlet and torso fully on display for fans to see the extent of the stains on my singlet, as I moan groggily, trapped and held up in your punishing and utterly dominating Rings of Saturn hold.

When I release your cock, I feel your cock is twitching with pumping again and again. I feel my hand being warm with sticky liquid and can smell the juicy cum scent. "Yes. Feel that, young boy." I slowly move my cum soaked hand up with stroking your abs, pecs and put it off from your singlet. I see my wet hand and stroke your cheek with that hand. "Come on. Match doesn't end. Now, Take pictures of him! I'll send the pics to Orion as revenge." I smirk and shout to crowds to make them take their phone up and take picture of your orgasm state.

I flex my arms hard one more time to crank your body and release you from my long dominating hold. This time is a good chance to change my hold, making the crowds excited. I make you lie on your abs and grab your both ankles to drag you center of ring, while your face is over your white pour. I step over your both back of knees, and start snaking our both shins, locking your ankles at inside of my shins. I bent my body forward and slap your both oblique to yank your both arm backwards as you are in post-orgasm. As your arms are yanked backwards, I quickly grab your both wrists. "Time to ride a roller coaster, young boy. Have a good time" I start moving my body back and forth several times. I roar and fall backwards and start lifting you up in an air. I start stretching your wrecked back and four limbs together in my signature move, Korean Surfboard.

I see your back while your body is an air. I grab your wrist tightly and start spreading my legs slightly to make my posture stabilized. But when I spread my legs, it makes your wrecked groin also spread. I start bouncing my knees up and down, making more pressure into your back, already bent backwards hard.

Your all liquid. Sweat, Pre, and White cum. After already soaking your singlet, They start flowing down from your body to canvas. 'Drip.... Drip.... Drip...' The dripping sounds flow the arena. Also they flow down with tracing from your limbs to my limbs. The heated liquid makes me feel some hot, making more pre again and again. I want to stroke my cock hard. "ummm... fuck..." But before that, I will crush you in this my painful Surfboard.

Dazed from the forced orgasm, I can only groan as you humiliate me further by stroking my face with your wet hand, smearing my own warm juice on my face. House of Vega fans watching in shocked horror as I slump to the canvas when you release your hold, my powerful body unable to resist as you drag me to the center of the ring, further smearing my face in the puddle of my own cum. I can tell what you are about to do as you start to set me up, but I am still too dazed to struggle as you work me up into a punishing surfboard. I shout out in pain as you force my body in the air, working my already sore back, spreading my punished groin, working me ruthlessly in this hold as still wet cum drips from my singlet down to the canvas below. "Fuckkkk....." I groan, the pain from the brutal surfboard finally clearing the daze, but rapidly draining my remaining strength.

Again, I hear the voice of my brothers telling me to never give up, and always to continue fighting, despite the odds, so that is exactly what I try to do. But my struggles are futile as you have me locked powerfully in your grip, keeping me suspended and stretched as I moan from the pain and humiliation, unable to free myself from your grip. Yet as I squirm and struggle, more cum shifts and oozes off my body, the scent heavy in my own head as I breathe in the cum you smeared on my face. I groan as my face heats in embarrassment as my cock begins to flex once more in my completely soaked singlet.

Yet despite all my efforts, you have me locked in place, unable to struggle free, your grip too powerful, your long legs and vicious determination outmuscling and dominating me. My pecs and cock strain in my singlet as you continue to punish my body, wearing me down quickly, to the shock and dismay of the House of Vega fans. My powerful legs and ass overpowered as you continue to stretch my groin, draining my strength as if you are directly siphoning it from my cumsoaked body, as if it is leaking from me with every drip of cum that drops to the canvas below me.

I feel your weak struggling to escape my hold, but it's too firm to escape with your already drained muscles. I smirk and spread my legs more to make your groin stretched, revealing the tendon of your inner thigh to your fans. I start bouncing my knees, not only for stretching your body hard with bouncing, but also making your juicy ass bounced up and down hard. "Oh, your two cheeks want to dance. You don't want them to dance, Huh?"

I keep cranking your back and twisting your arms to wreck your body more. But I feel your body still stubborn, so I have to more dominant move. I slowly release your wrists to make your upper body slumped backwards slowly. As your upper body falls down slowly, I grab your chin and pull it down quickly. Still your knees are in an air, your body is hanged upside down. "I know what Orion did to me before. Now, it's time to payback to you about it." Then I start hooking your face with my left armpit, tuck your face into my hairless sweaty armpit. Now, your body is trapped Dragon Surfboard. "Don't say too much to me. I'm just trying to give you back what your brother did before." I crank your head with flexing my biceps, while keep stretching your body up and down with my long limbs. I lift my right arm up and slam down on your core, to change the oxygen to my scent in your lungs.

I feel your hot breath, and finally I can see your wet and soaked front muscles. Your singlet sticks to your muscles. Bulging and heaving pecs. Poked up nipples. Six-pack abs. huge thighs, and finally outline of your bulge.

Your sexy muscles makes me heated, and I stroke your pecs and nipples with my free right hand. "fuck... yeah... your position is here. submissive and jobber position." After feeling your smooth muscles. I finally making my final attack. I spread my legs to stretch your crotch widely, smash your core to make your air out of lungs, and flex my biceps to crush your neck and head, face. AT A ONE TIME! After final hold, I release your body to make your body slumped on canvas.

Trapped and getting worn down fast in your signature surfboard, I groan as you release my upper body, my torso slumping down to your chest. I try to fend you off with my arms, but you easily knock them away and wrap your arm around my head. Instantly the scent of your sweat fills my head as you squeeze, smothering me in your pit as I squirm and writhe, clawing weakly at your arm. But as you punch my core, the air explodes from me, forcing me to inhale more or your scent. Winded and dazed, I moan as you play with my pecs and nipples, squirming helplessly as you work to smother me out in your Dragon Surfboard. Barely conscious, you must feel how weak I am, as you make your final taunt and move. All at once, my groin and abs explode in pain as you constrict your arm on my head. Instantly, my body slumps into KO, soundly defeated and completely dominated in your hold, before getting dropped like a heap of powerless cumsoaked muscle to the canvas.

The crowds erupt loudly and applause is flowed down through a whole arena. I stand up on my feet and watch down your body, lying on your back with tiny heaving pecs and abs. I plant my foot on your fully soaked curve of pecs, and pose as Abdominal & Thigh pose to show my glistening muscles to cheering crowds. But I don't want to finish like this. I want to show House of Vega's wrestlers what they have to face when they accept my challenge. I lower my body and grab your both shoulder strings of singlet and lower them, strip you off from your singlet. I throw your singlet at apron and see you still your jockstrap, so I strip it off too and throw it again, making you nude except your shoes. "Wake up, boy. Here is not bedroom." I smirk and whisper to you with slapping your cheek weakly to make you wake up. Then, I grab your hair to make you stand up and drag you at corner. I make you lean your back at turnbuckle, hang your both arms over top ropes, your both legs over each middle ropes, to make your crotch open widely. I see your shaft is still flexing and smirk. "Let's see how much juicy your ass is." I stroke your nipple and pec with my left hand smoothly to make you horny again. With my right hand, I slowly insert my 2nd and 3rd finger into your ass hole to loosen it and oil check.

"Ummm~ That's too tight. I have to make you relax." I grin like evil and keep loosening your hole with my two finger. And I finally insert my 4th finger, and start searching your prostate. When I find your prostate, I start massaging with my fingers, while my thumbs cup your balls, massaging them side to side. I lower my left hand from your pecs to your shaft. I slowly wrap your cock and jerk it off slowly, making it reacting again.

After watching your cock erected up and feeling your hole already loosened, I stand straight up and lower my soaked trunks until my knees, making my coated cock popped up. My cock is flexing hard with pumping and revealing cum-vein. It's slightly ached because it haven't cum out yet. But I walk to you and press my bulging cock into yours. I grab your hair to yank your head backwards to see my face. I slowly move my waist back and forth to make my huge cock grind into your cock, as if showing who is real alpha in ring. "What do you feel, huh? Regret playing with me?" I smirk

My cock is so ached to want to burst, but I hold it to make it later. I just keep thrusting into your cock to stimulate and humiliate your drained cock once.

Groaning as your slaps to my face bring me back around, only to cry out in pain as you grip my hair and drag me up to my feet, dragging me to the corner. Only then do I realize that you have stripped me naked, my thick drained cock swinging free between my demolished thighs. I slump into the corner as you drape my arms and legs over the ropes, stretching my groin and putting me fully on display. The crowd whistles and jeers as I moan in humiliation and pain, my body demolished from the barrage of punishing holds you put me through. But as you start working my chest again, I squirm and moan, my cock immediately flexing, unable to resist your touch. Then I gasp as you slide two of your fingers inside my tight hole, moaning as you work me from the inside before adding another finger, my moans getting louder and more uncontrolled as you finger me and massage my balls, your hand working my cock. You pump my cock in your hand and finger my proud juicy ass, forcing my arousal as I start breathing heavy, squirming in the ropes, cock throbbing until I start leaking heavily again, my pecs heaving, nipples rock hard as you continue to dominate me in the corner, simply playing with me to prove you can, the crowd absolute wild as they cheer you on, only my fans watching in horror and disbelief at my helplessness as I moan and leak desperately for you.

I smirk as your cock start spurting pre again. Your transparent liquid is pumped out from your slit, coating my already soaked trunks, flowing down with tracing your pelvis and widely opened thighs, and finally dripping on canvas. I pull my face near to your ear and whisper. “Let’s make your ass more juicy.” I stop my thrusting into your cock and step backwards. I lower my soaked trunks to my knee, making my cock popped up high. My 21cm cock is fully hard with revealing cum vein. I grin evilly and walk to you. I release your legs from ropes, but I hook your both legs over my each shoulder. With this position, my head of cock tease your ass hole. “Ready?”

Then I make my cock start entering into your hole. It’s very smooth because of your already loosened hole and my pre-coated cock. “Fuuuucckkk…. Ummmmm…” I moan loudly and tilt my back. Your warm cave swallow me, and the wall of intestine stimulate my vein of shaft hard. “Ohhh… yeah… Your ass is so dangerous. I agree.. But now. It’s mine”

As I finally find your prostate, I slowly move my waist back and forth to thrust my cock into your prostate. “Wake up. You have to enjoy this.” And I grab the top ropes beside you, I let your legs hang over my arms while you hold yourself up. Then I start thrusting harder and harder. As My cock slam and pound your prostate, the ring shakes with that shock, and the clingy sounds flow through whole arena loudly. “You’re mine, Antares”

Moaning and squirming as you finger my hole, I watch you pull your rock hard 21cm cock out of your trunks and my face flushes with lust and fear. Then you thrust your cock inside me and I let out the loudest moan yet as you drive your cock all the way inside me. But as you grip the ropes and start to power fuck me, I groan and moan louder and louder, my cries echoing in the Warehouse as you dominate and destroy my powerful ass, further claiming me as your victim and forcing me to submit to you. My cock oozes precum uncontrollably as you drive your shaft relentlessly into my hole, my thick muscled ass fully at your mercy as I whimper and moan, my body fully under your control.

The crowds near the turnbuckle watch your bouncing juicy ass as I thrust my waist hard into your ass. I hit your prostate again and again with watching you moaning hard and your cock leaking pre again. I feel your body start convulsing and twitching, feeling second orgasm again. "Yes. You're mine. Give me your cum." I grin with watching your balls drained out again and again. Your second load shouts out and flies over your soaked and glistening pecs and abs, and some of your load flies into my brick like abs.

But when you fall in orgasm, your hole is also convulsing and tightening hard. The wall squeezes my cum vein and makes my cock feel the warm cave. As I thrust my hip finally, I moan loudly. "OOHHH!! FUUUCKK!!!!" With large moan, my cock start spurting white cum rope after rope after rope, what it has endured so far. My cum fulfills your hole already, and flows out from your hole and drips on canvas under your ass. I step backwards and take my cock off from you hole, coated with my cum but still stiff high. I wipe my cum of cock with my hand and put it on your pecs. I raise my trunks up with my cock inside my trunks. I smirk with watching you already dangled at turnbuckle and top ropes with orgasm and drained state. I walk to apron and pick your singlet and jockstrap up, and walk to you again. "Well. I don't need your jockstrap. But I have to take your singlet as my one of tickets. Go to your brothers and tell to them. I have only one win to go to Daddy. I talk to you provocatively, with putting your jockstrap over your right shoulder. I go to ropes, climb out of the ring, head to door with hi-five with my fans and some who go from your fan to my fan.