Rassle N Roll Federation

After recently stepping back into the ring after a brief hiatus, it's come to my attention that the belt now rests around the waist of one Justin Pierce. And not willing to let that slide, I've decided to try my hand at stripping that belt, and perhaps some other garments, off of him. Sauntering out to the ring with the Drop Kick Murphey's playing as the light in the arena goes down, a spotlight following me to the ring. I quickly roll under the bottom rope and into the ring, flexing and standing on the bottom rope of a turnbuckle, showing off for the crowd. I'm sporting my signature ring gear, black boots, white knee socks, and my Irish flag speedos, hugging my goods tightly as I glisten under the over head lights, waiting for the champ to make his appearance.

Back in the locker room i get into my favorite white trunks with matching boots. Evan and I have had some epic battles in the past, evenly matched and really hot... but Evan hasn't faced me as the champ, and I have a new found fire in my eyes. Evan's gonna have to have the best match of his life to get this belt off of me. I adjust my bulge just thinking of what's to come and I make my way to the ring. I flex for the assembled crowd and for Evan to see. When I get to the ring I remove the belt from my waist give it a kiss and place it in the corner. "Good to get you back in the ring Evan... I've missed that Irish ass."

I turn and look Justin up and down, whistling. "Shiny new bling ya got there Justin." I say pointing to the belt in the corner. "Course, I reckon it might look better on me." I add, walking up to meet you center ring, "Looks like someone's been working out." All in all, I'm impressed by the new physique on the ol' rival. We've had our fair share of scraps, but it looks like I'm gonna have my work cut out for me this time. I smirk and extend a hand to shake with the old mate as I bounce from heel to heel, limbering up and waiting for the start of the match.

The bell rings and I step back, giving you space before coming in hot. Normally I might be inclined to lunge at you from the handshake, but considering our past, and since I like you, I give you the courtesy of a proper start. Once the ref backs out, the match really starts...

 I throw a kick to your side, testing the waters, but you avoid it.

 !punch
My punch missed.

 And follow up with an upper cut, but you duck that as well. Seems like you're quicker on your feet than I remember. I smirk and put my guard up as we circle. "Quick, ain't ya?"

You move in quickly and start throwing kicks and punches... I bounce out of the way grinning... "Quicker than you!"

 I lower my shoulder and charge in at you with a spear driving you down to the mat BOOOM

 !grab
I put you in a submission hold for ⚁ 2 + ⚃ 4 = 6 damage. HP down to 82.

I stay on top of you and grapevine your legs spreading them out wide as I hold your arms down pressing my weight down and looking you in the eye. "Having fun yet?"

You aren't playing around as you rock me with a spear to the gut, knocking the wind out of me. Before I can recover from being hit by that truck, I find myself stuck under you as you grapevine our legs, spreading me out. "Fuckin' hell, mate." I sputter as you take the match to the ground in a matter of seconds.

 !escape
I struggle and escape from your hold.

Fortunately, I'm able to rally and buck you off, freeing my legs and rolling back up to my feet.

Seeing your new found strength is a bit exciting, and I have to adjust myself as I take a quick breather, hand readjusting my package.

You get out from under me but I see the outline of your excitement as you roll out from under me. I grin and move in. "Yeah we're having fun."

I reach out and grab you lifting you up across my chest arm over your shoulder and another between your legs. I drop to a knee and slam your back across my extended thigh with an OTK back breaker. "Lets see how much fun"

I try to slide my hand over your bulge but you roll off my knee before I can hold you there.

I decide to keep on you here as my cock reacts to your fight.

I reach down but you manage to avoid me... damn it.

I'm starting to get my feet back under me as the match gets under way, and I avoid your attempt to grapple me. Sliding around, I get behind you...

And lift a boot, kicking you forward into the ropes.

I try tossing you across the ring, but you hold onto the ropes, preventing me.

"You're sure not making this easy for me." I quip as I step back, eying you warily.

OOOMph your boot to my gut reminds me not to take you lightly. As you try to toss me out of the ropes I hold tight.

As you step back I charge in then slip behind you, snaking my arms under yours with a full nelson. I lock my fingers behind your head pressing down.

My bulge grinding against your ass... I hold you tightly.

You sneak up behind me this time, your arms wrapping around my own, putting me into a full nelson. You stretch my neck as I feel your bulge pressing between my cheeks, and I growl, fighting back.

I try getting my feet under me, to lift you up, but you stay firmly planted. I'm starting to wear myself out as I struggle, inadvertently turning myself on as I buck and grind my hips back into your crotch.

But despite my growing excitement, I'm able to just barely slip out of the full nelson, getting back and panting.

I feel you grinding against my bulge... "Yeah Evan... just can't get enough of the champ can you!" That distracts me enough for you to slip free.

As you slip free though I reach out and trip you down to the mat grabbing your foot. As you hit I step over you and pull your foot under my arm with a half crab. I run my hand over your exposed bulge.

I slip my hand in the leg hole of your trunks and get a nice handful of your manhood.

"Oh fuck!" I gasp as you yank my leg out from under me, sliding your hand into my trunks and grabbing a handful. I'm already boned up so early on and you're taking full advantage of it.

 !hpescape
I struggle but fail to free myself. (using HP at 76/100, 76% chance)

I squirm around, just barely making it our of the boston crab and pulling your hand out of my trunks. I step back, trying to get my manhood back under control as you give me no room to counter attack.

I grin seeing you blush as you squirm out from under me.

 !throw
My move connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚂ 3 = 6 damage. HP down to 70.

I grab your arm and whip you into the opposite corner of the ring CLANG. I move in cautiously.

!trap
I ensnare you in my seductive trap, doing ⚃ 4 + ⚄ 5 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 38. 

I grip your left leg hoisting it up over the middle rope then do the same with your right leg spreading your legs out wide... "Let's have some real fun here stud!" I slip my hand in the waistband of your trunks pulling your hard cock out over the top of the waistband as I start stroking you!

I find myself tied up in the ropes as you spread my legs and start stroking. I stifle a moan, biting my lip as my head tilts back. Fuck, I have no room to breathe this match as you just keep going from move to move to move. It's driving me wild as I try to find any momentum.

I try and try and try to reverse, knowing that escaping will do nothing but get me locked right back into another move, a losing battle anyway, but there's no escaping from the ropes. I

I'm well and truly trapped as you stroke my exposed cock, and I can do nothing to resist or fight back.

I grin as I see you struggling but also enjoying the ride as I keep working that dick... "Oh yeah! We're having some fun now!"

I grin out to the crowd as I feel your body tensing. "Put on your raincoats boys... or open your mouths... I think he's about to BLOOOOOOW"

!arouse
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚂ 3 = 6 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 50. 

Stroke... stroke... stroke...

I'm biting my lip and trying to resist, face red as I'm stuck in the ropes spread eagle. "No... no n-" I throw my head back and let out a lewd moan as my cock erupts, spurting a load of white hot ropes all over the ring. "Fuuuuuck...." I moan as I spasm in the corner, panting hard as I give up the first orgasm.

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

"Fuck yeah Evan that's a good boy!" As you finish blowing what is a MASSIVE load I grab your head and pull you forward off the ropes as your legs hold you on the middle ropes I pull your head down between my thick thighs in a standing head scissors as you are suspended.

I tighten my grip looking out to the crowd and flexing.

Looking down at your ass hanging off the turnbuckle I feel my dick react as I just have to throw down a hard smack across that ass.

"AGH!" I let out a shout as I feel your hand impact my tight ass, jiggling after that slap. I'm stuck now, hanging off the ropes, head being crushed between your smooth legs. I start to come down from that orgasm and start looking for a way out of this...

I'm able to get my legs unhooked and push off of the ropes, knocking your off balance enough to slip my head free.

My cock is still throbbing from the milking, but I push through, ignoring it as I quickly grab one of your legs, pulling it out from under you and laying back as I secure a figure-four leglock.

OHHHHH SHIT you find a way out and as I stagger back you get me down and in a quick figure 4.

I grunt and groan and finally get us rolled over. I push up off the mat and get to my feet falling back within Indian Death Lock. your legs being the ones tortured now.

FUCK! You manage to reverse the hold and now I'm the one in trouble as you start to torture my legs.

I manage to just barely kick free before you really crank it on, scrambling back up to my feet.

I try to get a sneaky little hold back on you, going for your crotch this time, but you bat me away.

You slip free from my grasp and I roll to my feet. As you reach out with your hand toward my bulge I smack it away.

I grab your head tucking it under my arm and grip the side of your trunks and flip back with a quick snap suplex.

As you land I roll over top of you trapping your head between my legs as I lock in a figure 4 head scissors. I look down over your body and my dick twitches at the position I have you in.

I reach for your cock again but feel you moving under me so I abandon that mission... for now.

OH FUCK! I'm suddenly flipped up and over, impacting on the ring with a loud thud as you suplex me up and over. My back is screaming and my head is spinning from the impact and I barely have time to register what's happening before my world is suddenly swallowed up in darkness. You waste no time sliding up over me, those thick smooth legs once against around my head as you secure a figure-four headscissor on me. I scream and squirm, but my protests are muffled by your ass as I'm smothered under you. I try to bridge and buck, legs flailing as I fight against the hold.

I throw my legs up, looking to get a grip on your head, but miss

!hpescape
I struggle but fail to free myself. (using HP at 20/100, 20% chance) 

I keep fighting, but the harder I fight, the worse I make it for myself as you tighten those legs, those tight speedos of yours completely engulfing my vision as you use your ass to suffocate me, leaving my body exposed. My cock twitches, despite myself, traitorous bastard it is.

I see your dick reacting as you can't break free from the hold. I grip the sides of your speedo and pull it all the way off of you... or at least down to your knees and then start working your growing wood again. "Evan seems to enjoy this position too!"

I start to stroke your cock. Feeling your breath against my speedo my dick grows as I tighten my headscissors, just to make sure you remember where you are.

I'm starting to fade here, my cock at your mercy as you yank it free of my speedos. I feel your expert hand working against me as I try to buck, lifting my hips and hoping to turn to the side

But you ride me like a bucking bronco

I squirm, hurting myself in the process as I desperately look for a way out of this, feeling the walls closing in around me

And once again, your hips just push me back down, crushing my hopes of escape as I start to slow, quickly approaching the end as you drain what little fight I have left out of me with these thighs...

"What do you think boys... should I milk him now? Or wait till I collect my prize to get that second load from him?"

"MILK HIM! Make his body useless!"

I hear the call from the crowd and it's the answer I was hoping for.

I feel you weakly squirm under me. I grin as I wink out to the crowd and feel my dick growing.

Stroke stroke stroke!!!

"There's no way Evan can resist you, champ!!"

I'm suffocating here, unable to resist as my head starts to swim. Your legs are crushing me and that ass is smothering me out. What's worse is your stroking my cock. Exposed and unable to fight back, my leg starts to twitch, I try to bridge but collapse back to the mat as my hands pound weakly against your thighs before... I twitch under you suddenly, a spasm rocking my body as I let loose another load. A low, rumbling moan is heard, stifled by your quads around my head. My body shakes as I shoot spurt after spurt of white hot seed all over, a powerful orgasm rocking my body as I hover on the verge of going out.

You unload your seed and i feel some hit my shoulder. As I feel you shudder to completion I give your abs a tap as I say "Good boy... that was great. Now... night night. when you wake up I'll have a fun surprise for you."

I tighten my scissors as I feel you go limp under me. I release the hold and get to my feet as you lay out under me. I place my foot on your chest and flex.

"LET'S GO, CHAMP!!"

 

I come down from the throws of orgasm, head spinning as I feel your thighs clamp down harder. My hands slap weakly against the thighs around my head, slowly and then they fall to the sides as I fall limp, KO'd. Smothered by that tight ass and choked out with these quads, I never stood a chance as the champ sends me packing to dreamland without ever breaking a sweat. Leaving me laying there, his boot planted on my chest as he poses triumphantly for the crowd, the ref raising his hand.

I move over to the corner and retrieve my belt. I strap it around my waist and move back over to the stud laid out in the middle of the ring. I stand over you looking down at you as I give your side a little nudge to wake you up.

Slowly I start to stir, head bobbing side to side as my eyes slowly flutter open. I shield my eyes from the glare of the lights behind you as you come into focus, standing over me, belt around your waist. I slowly come to my senses, remembering what happened as I groan, half in frustration, half in pain, laid out on the mat with my speedos around my knees and my abs covered in cum.

"Fuck... you weren't playing around..." I mutter, words slurring as I'm still half out of it.

"Not at all! Now get on your knees Evan, you and I both know whats coming next... and I think we're both excited for it."

I stagger up to my knees as ordered, shaky, but a good sport, and admittedly, a bit excited. I steady myself as I kneel before you, licking my lips in anticipation.

I place my fingers in the waistband of my trunks and pull them down in front of you. My 7 inches springing to action as I've been holding back since the match started. My rock hard cock propping up my title belt. I look down at you and see your dick already bouncing back for round 3.

Despite my humiliating loss, I eagerly open up and engulf your shaft, going down to the base greedily as I slurp and suck your manhood for all to see. Not caring about audience opinions as I work your rod, gagging on it as I deep throat you.

My cock does it's best to rise to attention again, still spent as sore as I blow you, playing with your balls with one hand, bracing myself with the other.

My head falls back as you start going to work. "FUUUUUCK Yeah Evan!! Get the Champ's dick ready for what's coming next." I let you keep working my dick until I'm nice wet and ready then pull you off. I shove you onto your back as I kneel between your legs. I lift your thighs off the mat as I line up the head of my cock with your hole. "I told you I missed this Irish Ass. It took a lot for me not to do this mid match, but I had work to do."

I press into you and start to enjoy my victory. My title belt smacking against your ass.

You pull me off of your dick, and toss me back to the mat. Before I know it, you're lined up and thrusting into me. I throw my head back and moan as you penetrate my smooth irish ass. The pale freckled skin stretched taut over hard muscle as you fuck me. I rock my hips into you as best I can, feeling up your pecs as you rail me, enjoying myself just as much as you, it seems. "Fuck yeah Justin, show me how much you missed this ass." I say as I wrap my legs around your waist as you work to claim your prize.

"Oh yeah... Evan" Clearly enjoying my dick as much as I'm enjoying that tight ass.. I pick up the speed.

I look down at you as I know we are both close. I grin as I start slamming into you knowing you have recovered enough to really take it.

And within seconds I feel it as you tense around me I unload deep inside you claiming my title prize. OOOOOHHHH FUCK EVAN!

I moan as you let loose a final, weaker load as I feel you breed me, filling me up as you seal your victory, claiming my ass and defending that title. I'm left panting, exhausted, sore, and covered in cum as the lights finally go down on the ring, and end to the show.