Rassle N Roll Federation

  Alex Titus

 The Blob

  Alex Titus

I get a message from the RNR promoters - they want to set me up to wrestle a recent addition to the roster to showcase him. Showcase him? I think to myself. But I'm the former RNR Champion. Happy to wrestle him but I'm gonna show this guy why I was the RNR Champion.  I arrive at the arena and head to the locker room to change into my signature black trunks.  Then flex a bit as I make my way to the ring as my entrance music fills the arena. Ring Announcer: "RNR fans - welcome first from Miami, Florida at 5 foot 9 and 219 pounds welcome our former RNR Heavyweight Champion, Alex "THE MUSCLE" Titus, to the ring." After I'm announced, I slide into the ring. Flex and wait on my opponent to arrive.  

  The Blob

The soundtrack shifts to deep bass drums and rumbling as a truly massive figure makes his way down the aisle. Some of the crowd looks shocked as the brute reaches the ring and throws himself over the ring with a crash.

The announcer speakers up again. "RNR fans - welcome our new challenger. A titan of flesh, at 6'5" and 810 pounds. We give you, THE BLOB!"

I look over at Alex with a hungry look, flex a double bicep pose and growl. Wearing nothing but my blue trunks and gold gauntlets, I stomp out into the middle of the ring, and staring down the ref with a look that says, "Just try to stop me, runt."

 Alex Titus

"Shit.." I gulp as I look across the ring to see the biggest wrestler I've ever encountered. I'm going to need to play it smart tonight.  I raise my right arm and flex my cannonball bicep back at you, "Big Man - you are going down tonight." My RNR fans chanting my name and cheering me on. "TITUS!! TITUS!! TITUS!!" The referee calls for the bell to start the match. I raise my arms and approach to lock up.

 The Blob

Walking forward, I don't immediately begin, choosing instead to stare you down. "We'll just have to see about that, runt."

Straightening up, I charge forward with a lusty grin, throwing my arms wide and try to scoop you up in a bearhug. Missing you as you duck out of the way, I turn and make a second reach for your neck, pressing forward, and trying to work you toward the ropes.

 Alex Titus

The bell ring and you charge forward with a lusty grin. You are massive but all that size impacts your speed and I easily duck out of the way as you try to get your arms around me. "Going to need to try harder than that Big Man." I taunt as I launch into action.

I drive at you and leap into the air to land a dropkick to start us off and as my boots close in on your chest you swat me out of the way and I crash to the mat. I then bounce back to my feet and try to get a hold of your wrist but you surprise me and pivot to evade my Armbar attempt.

  The Blob

I chuckle, easily evading your assaults. "Not bad, toothpick, I can see why you did decent when you weren't completely outclassed!"

After my pivot, I manage to snake one big arm around your neck, and drag your back up against my gut. I squeeze my bicep, enjoying your wriggling. "But now you're about to find out what it's like to go up against a force of nature, boy." I hiss in your ear.

 Alex Titus

You snake your big arm around my neck and drag me up off the mat and into your gut with a Choking Reverse Bearhug. I cough and struggle to breath as your big arm presses into my throat. Buck and fight to get myself free.

I buck and squirm and finally manage to slip free from your arm. I slide down your massive stomach and land on my feet on the mat. Turn and step back away from you to try to remain out of reach.

 The Blob

You turn and step away, but I charge forward, slamming my burly body into your muscular pecs and abs, and launch you back into the ropes. "Happy trails, runt." I say with a grin, flexing one big arm for the crowd as I stomp toward you for the follow-up.

With your back still on the ropes, trying to recover, I close the distance and launch myself forward in a tackle. My massive chest and gut swallow you and crush you against the ropes. I laugh as the big coils begin to sag from our combined weight. Leaning forward, I chuckle as I smother you in my bulk, tilting left and right to grind your muscular form further between a rope and a soft place.

  Alex Titus

My back hits the ropes and you are on me before I can get myself off. I'm crushed between you and the ropes which can barely hold back your weight. I'm pressed deep into your massive abdomen with the ropes digging into my back. I buck and kick to try to get free.

And finally manage to wiggle enough to slide down your torso and flop to the mat. I'm able to breath and roll to the ropes several feet away to get back to my feet.

 The Blob

I'm genuinely disappointing when you manage to wriggle out. Pushing myself up off the ropes, I can see you pulling yourself back up. I take off after you at a good trot, shaking the mats, and I aim a quick elbow at your muscular frame.

My quick elbow slams into your muscular abs. I grin as you grunt with the impact. "Such a pretty boy...sucks that you break so easily."

Grabbing your thick shoulders, I spin you around and wrap my powerful arms around your chest. Hauling you off the mat, I grin for the crowd as I slowly begin to crank on the pressure of my famous bearhug. I leaning back, I rest you on my wrecking ball of a gut to get more leverage!

  Alex Titus

As I get back to my feet, you send a quick elbow into my six pack. The impact doubles me over and stops me in my tracks. You take advantage of my position and spin my back toward you in order to wrap your massive arms around my torso and haul me up off the mat in a brutal Reverse Bearhug. I groan loudly as I'm crushed in your arms against your massive frame. I buck and fight. Not the position I want to be in so early in the match.

Fortunately your body is already covered in sweat so I manage to squirm and wiggle enough to slip down and out of your arms. I hit the mat and then quickly pivot around you. I jump up onto your back and wrap my arms around your head and neck to lock in a big Sleeper hold. "Two can play at this game Big Man....."

I send a kick to your flank to try to add some damage to the sleeper.

  The Blob

I moan a little bit. While annoyed that you broke free, your tenacity and athleticism to make me struggle is hot — it's been a long time since that happened. Still, a fight is a fight, and I step backwards and SLAM my back into the turnbuckle, flattening your fit frame against the surface. Turning around, I step into, pressing you firmly against the post with my gut. "Nice try, runt." I say with a smile.

Grabbing ahold of the ropes on either side of the corner, I lean back and LAUNCH myself forward! My massive gut and chest slam into you, engulfing you and crush you into the corner. I hold the smash for a couple of seconds before giving you one more tap. I stand, flex a double-bicep flex for the crowd, and slowly step back to survey my work.

 Alex Titus

You step back and drive me into the corner turnbuckles - crushing me between the corner post and your 810 pounds. I instantly release the Sleeper and slide into the corner. Then you grab hold of the ropes and crash into me full force crushing me in the corner and smoothering me with your mass. I struggle and buck to try to get myself free as you cockily stand flexing a big double bicep as your crush me in the corner.

I resort to desperate tactics and stretch up my right hand and rake my fingers across your face. My eye rake succeeds and you let out a roar as you step back and I'm freed from the Corner Crush. I adjust my crotch which is tenting my trunks and climb the ropes to leap at you.

And jump at you aiming my body at yours with a big Crossbody Splash.

Shaking my head back and forth as my eyes start watering, I only have a second to see before you charge me. I raise my arms to grab you, but I'm too late. Your muscular body sinks into my wrecking ball of a gut, muscle sinks into sweaty, hairy, soft flesh, compressing it until your momentum slows and you bounce back onto the mats in front of me.

I grin down at you patting my big belly with both hands. "Nothing moves the Blob, boy!" I flex for the crowd again. Some cheer; others boo as I mock the muscle boy at my feet.

Dropping down onto my knees with a might, WHOOMP. I step forward and drop my massive ass down onto your crotch and abs, trapping you against the mat, but letting your shoulders and arms free. "Where'd you go, Alex? I thought you were the champ." I laugh, my gut and chest wobbing over your pecs, casting you in shadow.

  Alex Titus

I bounce off your big gut and flop to the mat. My crossbody splash completely ineffective. I lay at your feet as you flex again for the crowd and mock me. Then you step foward and drop to your knees before dropping your full weight forward and crushing me under you. I groan as I'm literally flattened. My arms and shoulders free I struggle and try to push you off - planting my palms on your shoulders.

I realize there is no way I'm going to move you, so I change tactics and reach behind to grab hold of the nearby rope. The referee sees my action and starts counting to break the hold. You finally comply just before FIVE and get up off me. After I catch my breath I roll to the ropes and use them to get myself back to my feet. I adjust my bulge which is now fully tenting my trunks and try to launch in before you do.

But I fail to get you in my grip.

  The Blob

I smirk as you adjust your swelling package. You're looking tired now, and you launch at me again. Still on my knees, I duck a bit as you charge...and manage to get you on my broad shoulders. Putting one big foot on the ground for leverage, I toss you in an overhead press toward the opposite corner!

With one hand on my knee, I press myself up to my full height and stand to face you where you landed on the other side. Dusting myself off, I stomp back into the center and plant my feet wide in a deep stance. "Get up, runt."

  Alex Titus

You catch me as I launch toward you. You manage to catch me on your broad shoulders and then without much effort, easily gorilla press my 219 pounds of muscle up overhead and then toss me clear across the ring. I slam hard near the far corner. I turn and see you standing in the center of the ring - demanding I get up. But I need to take advantage of this pause and get back some stamina.

Then having regained some strength - I'm ready to get back into the fight and comply with your demand and get up back to my feet.

  The Blob

Stepping forward, I notice that you're looking better now - might be getting your second wind. "Well, we can't be letting you come back now, bub." I throw jab right into your pecs, sending you sprawling backward.

I follow up with a backhanded slap, aiming you at the ropes behind you. "This only goes down one way, mr. muscle package packer."

  Alex Titus

You step forward and immediately jump back into offense mode. I big Jab to my pecs sends me stumbling backwards. You follow with a sharp backhanded slap which knocks me back into the ropes. I groan as I push back up off the ropes. And then use them to launch myself back toward you.

I raise my arm and slam into you with a big clothesline but fail to do any damage and instead I bounce off you and stumble backwards. Launch in again.

And manage to get hold of your wrist and twist it up behind you to lock in a Hammerlock. Work to push your arm up your back and wrench your shoulder in the hold.

 The Blob

I look down at you as you clothesline me. "Really, dude? They never learn...why don't.......yeow!" I manage as you wrench my arm behind me!

I step forward, twisting on the spot, and manage to stumble out of your grip. I turn to follow it up with another hook, but before I can do so, you're already gone again. "Squirmy little butthole."

 Alex Titus

You easily untwist your arm and break from the Hammerlock. Then follow-up with a Hook which I easily duck and evade. I scowl at you and raise my arm.

And drop to a knee in order to land a big punch to the back of your knee. "Gonna take you off your feet Big Man....."

And then jump back up on your back and rewrap my arms around your head to reapply the Sleeper. "Time to weaken the Big Man. Time to sleep." My hard cock presses into your back as I tighten my arms around your throat.

  The Blob

That blow to the back of my knee sends me wobbling, and just before straightening up, you plop onto my back trying to throttle me again. With a grunt, I bring my chin down onto your forearm, piercing the muscle. This gives me a chance to grip your wrists. Now, I slide my head under your sweaty bicep, and finally slip out of your grip.

I try to grab ahold of your leg before you drop down, but all I can manage is to step forward and away from you. Turning to face you. "Not bad, runt."

 Alex Titus

You press your chin down into my forearm. The action weakens my grip and you are able to slip your head out of my arms. I plop back to my feet on the mat. You step forward but I maintain my distance to keep clear of your reach. "Thanks Big Man - but you missed - NOW it's my turn."

I leap off the mat and aim my boots at your pecs with a dropkick. I hit but fail to knock you even a step back. I fall to the mat and then pop up back to my feet.

Then I reach out to grab hold of your crotch with a ball claw but fail to find your package under your massive belly.

 The Blob

I look down at you almost with pity, but then I chuckle. "Little man, little man. You just aren't used to not being the stud, are ya? Every one of your little tricks back fires."

You reach over and over to find my package underneath, grabbing and grabbing punching, but you swing a little hard on your last attempt.

The next thing you know, there's a wicked suction around your arm, and you can't free yourself. I grin down at you, like the spider with his prey in the web.

I groan as my arm actually gets enveloped by your belly fat. I'm trapped as you grind down on me. I struggle to pull my arm free.

But flex my bicep and shoulder and manage to muscle my arm out and free myself. Take a breath and launch back at you.

But again fail to get a grip on your crotch as I attempt to lock in a ball claw.

  The Blob

Staying right in that vulnerable position again, I can't restrain myself any longer. Wrapping one hand around the back of your head, I tug your face against my sweaty bulk, and I just fall forward in a tackle. The crowd lets out roar as my massive body slides slowly and methodically onto your muscular frame, swallowing and crushing you to the mat.

The moment your back hits the mat, I get into a push-up position and position my center of gravity perfectly on your solar plexus. I raise myself up on my arms and legs and throw them outward, bringing my 810 frame down on you, belly first in a MASSIVE splash. The air comes rushing out of you, and then I just relax and grin down at your handsome face, mashed somewhere between my pecs, trying to find air.

 Alex Titus

You grab me around the back of the head and pull me into your sweaty bulk. Then fall forward and take me down with you, crushing me under your massive frame. I buck and struggle to breath under you. I get a brief rest and take a deep breath and you adjust and then throw you body back on top of me with a big Splash. My face grinds into your thick pecs as you grind down and crush me under your 810 pounds. Struggling to breath I shift and squirm to try to find an escape.

But remain pinned under you. Your grinding has gotten my cock stirring and I start leaking precum into my trunks as I continue to fight to escape.

But I remain trapped under you.

 The Blob

"Oh, muscleboy, what's wrong? Why can't escape?" I say, chuckling. I can feel your speedo-clad hard pressing into me. "I'm starting to think you like getting destroyed by a massive brute." I wink down at you.

Leaning backward, I grind my big heavy body along your muscular form, then press it over you again. Crushing you in my sweaty embrace and sliding against your hard cock. While completely trapped, the soft flesh is sensual as it flows around you and slides along your sides. "Don't get too excited with all of these people watching, little guy." I say, looking down at you with a grin.

And just as quickly as it started, I lift myself up into a push-up position and climb forward. Dragging my big gut up towards your head, and dropping it onto your face in a sweaty, suffocating pin!

You continue to grind me into the mat under you. Trapped my cock rubs against your beefy gut and is throbbing and leaking precum. I continue to buck and squirm trying to get out from under you as you adjust and drag you huge gut up now over my head suffocating me under you.

Despite my best efforts, I full y subdued under you. You continue to grind me into the mat under your. Struggling to breath as our grinding keeps my cock hard and throbbing.

 The Blob

Reaching behind me, I grab ahold of your throbbing manhood and start to stroke it while I lay on top of you. Your squirming is getting me turned on now, and I decide to take the rest of the fight out of you one way or another.

 Alex Titus

I moan loudly as you reach between us and grab hold of my hard cock., You stroke me while you continue to crush me under your bulk. I struggle to breath, my rib cage on the cusp of cracking under your weight. My mind is filled with a mix of pain and pleasure. My strength almost drained I realize I have one last chance to free myself.

And as you raise up a bit to adjust your position, I take the window and manage to slide myself out from under you. I roll out of range. The front of my trunks stained with precum. I get back to my feet with you still laying on the mat.

I try to get you locked in my signature Camel Clutch but can't get a hold of your arms to get the setup in.

  The Blob

Lifting myself up as you approach, I slip one massive arm around your trim waist and drag you back onto the mat next to me. "Now, now, twig...all good things must come to and end." The crowd is getting worked up now...sensing the conclusion.

You pull off the mat as I approach and then wrap your massive arm around my waist and drag me onto the mat next to you. I'm crush in your right arm - my back in your gut when you reach into my trunks and pull out my cock and resume stroking. I let out a loud groan as my body twitches and you milk my load from me. I shoot my load onto the mat next to us. I continue shooting until you completely milk my balls dry.

 The Blob

"Whew, nice load bubba, but I think you're just about spent. Get ready to say nighty-nighty!"

Putting one hand on your shoulder, I flip your post-orgasmic form onto your back. Your flesh it red and sweaty, and your face looks like you've just been through it. Up onto my knees again, I straddle your chest, flex my arms over you and drop my massive ass onto your chest, and bring my crotch onto your face in a classic, oversized schoolboy pin. The ref starts counting as the crowd cheers.

  Alex Titus

After you force my load, you flip me over onto my back. I still breathing heavy and wiped out. You straddle my chest and flex your arms with a big double biceps over me as you school boy pin my shoulders to the mat. Your crotch settles on my face and the crowd goes crazy cheering. I try to move but I'm spent and pinned down under your full weight. The referee counts. "ONE! TWO! THREE!" He calls for the bell. "Your winner by pinfall - THE BLOB!!!!"

 The Blob

I reach down and squeeze your little cheek. Slowly standing, I drag you over my shoulders, and head for the lockers. The crowd cheers as make off with the muscular hunk, the former champion, and the loser of tonight's encounter.

  Alex Titus

After I'm forced to CUM and PINNED by the massive new comer to RNR, I'm unceremoniously lifted up off the mat and thrown over your shoulder. Then carried back to the locker room as the crowd cheers you on the WINNER of tonight's RNR match.

  Alex Titus