Rassle N Roll Federation

I got the news this morning that Alex Titus, my idol here at RNR has lost his championship belt to Justin Pierce. I can't believe it, I refuse to think that Justin has somehow managed to defeat Alex, so I sent him a challenge and tell him to meet me in the RNR Ring, I'm gonna take that belt back. I climb into the ring in navy blue trunks, white boots and my red cap signed by Alex Titus. I stretch and warm myself up while I wait for the new "champion" to arrive.

One day... I have held my belt for one day before I get a challenge... Timmy has some pay back coming after taking me on in a handicap match so sure I'll put the belt on the line. I'm going to show the fed what a fighting champion looks like. I get dressed in my white speedo with matching boots and strap my belt around my waist. I walk down to the ring. I flex and make sure to put on a good show before claiming into the ring. "Defense number 1, I have no plans to let this thing go, Timmy..."

I place my belt outside of the ring as the bell rings. I move in to the middle and we lock up. I drive you back into the corner

I lift a knee up into your gut as I get you in the corner.

I then grab your arm whipping you hard into the opposite corner CLANG!

I see you wearing that belt and it makes me mad. I am ready to rush into you, but you push me to the corner and hit my abs before tossing me across the ring. I shake off the pain and rush in at you.

I lower my shoulder to smash it into your abs and I try to hold you against the corner.

I grab the ropes and slam my elbow into your gut again.

 UUUMPH you trap me in the corner driving your shoulder into my gut!

 I grab your head and pull it down between my thick thighs into a standing head scissors.

 You force my head down and trap it between your thighs, I try to escape but fail.

You struggle in my legs but I've got a tight hold going. I flex and grin before reaching down and wedging your trunks up your tight little ass. I give a whistle.

I reach my hand and slide it over your bulge as you squirm in my legs then I let go and raise a fist slamming a forearm down across your back.

I know i need to start wearing you down and your ass turns me on as I exert.

With one more flex of my thighs I make sure you really feel the squeeze around your head. "You're hero Alex didn't get the pleasure of experiencing this hold Timmy, but you can tell him all about it."

You mention Alex makes my blood boil and with a surge of strength I pull my head free and I jump to wrap my legs around your head and pull you down to the ground, with a leg scissor of my own.

I take advantage of this position to raise my fist and punch your exposed abs.

You flip the situation trapping me in your legs. After you hit me with a punch to the abs I know I need to move and get out of there.

I roll to my knees and shove you off of me.

I feel my cock react as i see you lying on the mat and I want to press this advantage.

I reach down grabbing your leg. I pull your foot up under my arm and step over sitting back in a half crab. My hand starts exploring your blue speedo wrapped bulge.

You trap me and start playing with my bulge. I swing my fist back towards your side, hitting you trying to make you let go of me.

Your fist connects hard as I grimmace but I continue to maintain my grip on your leg. I raise the fist of my free hand and drive it into your knee. "Two can play this game"

I take a moment and readjust making sure my ribs aren't too damaged.

My dick responds as I look down at your bulge and I know I have to enjoy this while I can

I slide my hand in the leg hole of your trunks gripping your cock as I pull it out. As it hangs out the side I start stroking you in the half crab.

I manage to pull myself free from your hold and I quickly get up and try to tackle you.

You manage to slip free but as you drive toward me I manage to stay clear of your arms. that dick must really be causing you some distractions

As you stumble past me I grab the back of your speedo pulling it down your legs and off. I toss it out of the ring as I kick you over to your back. I sit on your chest gripping your cock and start stroking again... "You seem distracted Timmy... lets see if I can help you with that.

I trap your arms under my knees as I keep working your cock... oooo it looks like it really needs some relief...

I try to buck and get you off me, but you're too heavy. "Get off me!"

 "No, no, no, Timmy! I will not be the one getting off..."

Stroke stroke stroke

And as i feel you tremble beneath me. I throw a stiff punch to your gut just as I feel you go over the edge!

You continue targeting my cock and I end up blowing my first load while you hold me down under you. "Fi... ght me... like a... man... Pussy..."

As you finish blowing your load I sit you up. I step over your shoulders and reach down gripping your ankle as I pull up and sit back putting you in a stump puller. "you want me to fight you I can bring the pain too Timmy."

I pull and pull laying back with my last pull as my dick can't help but tent in my white gear.

I shout out in pain trapped in your hold, I raise my head and slam it back down on your bulge as payback.

JustinPierce: 

AHHHHH SHIT. you slam your head back but you don't break the hold. I pull back further... "I'm gonna make you submit Timmy... then I'm gonna fuck you like I fucked your hero... with my title around my waist."

 I strain pulling making sure you feel the pain...

 I can't get myself free, I can't believe this is happening...

JustinPierce: 

I give one last big pull and I think this will finish you off...

My dick pulses with the anticipation of hearing those magic words from the hot stud... "Just say Champ I give and I'll let you go Timmy boy... Maybe it's time for a new idol. I'd be happy to sign something for you."

Timmy_Jaxon: 

You keep pulling my leg and I refuse to submit... my eyes are tearing up from the pain but I still refuse to give up... You give my leg one more big yank and I just can't take anymore. I tap the mat next to you desperately before you pull my leg another time.

JustinPierce: 

I ease up but don't let the hold all the way off... "I'm pretty sure I told you what to say Timmy... I don't want to hurt you any more..."

I shake my head, my body trembling in your hold. "I won't say it! I won't!"

JustinPierce: 

I pull the leg back one more time seeing how stubborn you really are.

I cry out in pain but I still refuse to say it. "I won't say it! You can break my leg if you want, I won't say that! You belt stealer!" I shout trembling and bracing myself for another pull.

I grin... "I'm not here to break bones... you got some spunk kid. But I'm still taking my prize." I let your leg go as I roll to my feet. I give a flex as my dick is barely contained in my trunks. I go to the corner where my belt sits and I lift it up. i strap it around my waist and stand over you flexing.

You finally free me and I roll to my side holding my leg, I whimper quietly as I feel it hurting so bad from that hold. I know what you'll want to do next and I need to prepare myself, I will let you fuck me, but I won't give you the satisfaction of calling you the champ.

JustinPierce: 

I move in to you and lower my Trunks, my cock holding up my belt as I kneel down behind you. I roll you over to your back as I know your knee is hurting so forcing you up onto it would be inhumane. I lift your legs bracing them on my shoulders... "You know this is how I took your hero too..." I press the head of my dick to your hole. looking down at you.

I cover my face with my forearms as you hold me down on my back before you, pressing your cock against my hole. "Don't get used to wearing that... I'm gonna be back for it... and I won't lost next time!"

I press into you as you tell me how you're coming back for my belt... "Shhhhh just enjoy the ride Timmy boy." I start thrusting into you, my belt smacking the back of your legs with each movement. I grip your cock and start jerking it in rhythm with my pounding... "Come on, it's not all that bad being the first to be bred by the defending champ."

I grunt with your thrusts, I try to hold my moans as you jerk me and I keep trying to cover my face as I blush a little under you.

I make sure to find the spot that has you moaning the loudest and make sure to repeat that movement every time... "You wanna cum with the champ tonight Timmy? You just gotta ask me. Say 'Champ Please let me cum with you'"

"Fuck... you..." I groan under you, still refusing to call you that as I flex my ass to squeeze your cock and milk you instead of just letting you take control of the fucking.

You keep up the macho act but then I remove my hand from your dick. I keep thrusting making sure you feel each one of my thrusts into you. "I'm trying to be nice to someone who challenged me and then lost... you don't have to cum at all..."

Timmy_Jaxon: 

I groan as you start going rough on me. I tremble as you go hard and it kind of hurts. "You... uughhh..." I groan and reach for your hips, trying to slow you down.

I slow down but keep in control... "Last chance Timmy... you can either ask nice and join me in a nice post match orgasm, or I fuck my load into you and leave you a whimpering mess in the middle of the ring with a load stored up for nothing..."

You slow down but it's too late for me I'm knocked out cold before you my body shaking and trembling with each thrust.

I unload in your muscle hole just as I feel you go out... I gotta hand it to the kid... he's stubborn as a motherfucker. I finish inside of you and then pose over you, wearing my belt. "Better luck next time kid" I step out of the ring and make my way to the locker room... one defense under my belt.