Rassle N Roll Federation

This is a Dice Match following the rules and boundaries of Rassle N Roll (RNR) Federation: https://mars.chatfighters.com/federations/Rassle_N_Roll_Federation

A rare undercurrent of nerves hummed through Retserof’s veins tonight. Standing in his corner, the seasoned wrestler stared across the ring at a specter from his past: Marcus D, a man who had previously handed him a bitter defeat. Dressed in his signature red trunks and black wrist wraps, Retserof puffed out his chest, flexing his seasoned, 185-pound frame to project an air of absolute confidence. He had sworn an oath of vengeance, and tonight was his chance to extract it.

But across the ring, the massive 264-pound titan stood with a predatory smirk. Clad in tight blue briefs that barely contained his surging power, Marcus licked his lips. "Been a while," Marcus rumbled, his voice low and confident. "Going to have to restrain myself, but I'll try to not get too carried away." The bell rang, and the quest for redemption began.

The Heavyweight Lockup

Retserof exploded from his corner, lunging forward with a high-velocity clothesline. But the 264-pound giant was deceptively fast; Marcus ducked the sweeping arm with expert timing. Before Marcus could fully recover his stance, Retserof used his momentum to rebound off the ropes, leaping onto the big man's back and locking his limbs around Marcus's torso like a human backpack, squeezing his throat in a suffocating sleeper hold. (Marcus D HP: 112).

Marcus gritted his teeth, hunching forward to try and peel the veteran off, but Retserof held tight. Realizing he couldn't shake him, Marcus threw his massive weight backward, crashing flat onto his back. The impact on the canvas was deafening, the sheer 264-pound mass crushing the wind out of Retserof. Marcus rolled over instantly, catching Retserof's legs and hoisting them into the air to pin his chest to the mat. (Retserof HP: 105).

Retserof thrashed and squirmed, but Marcus’s weight was overwhelming. The giant rotated his massive body, sitting heavily over the veteran's torso. Marcus balled his left hand into a heavy fist and began driving it ruthlessly into Retserof’s exposed abs, trying to break his core. (Retserof HP: 97). (Retserof HP: 87).

Marcus punched on repeat, each blow knocking the wind from Retserof's lungs. The raw physical dominance was intoxicating, and Marcus felt a surge of hot passion pulse through his blue briefs, his hard bulge pressing firmly against Retserof’s thigh. (Marcus D Pleasure: 10). (Retserof HP: 77).

Retserof tapped into his reserve energy, his body burning from the dual assault of pain and friction as he struggled to find an escape. (Retserof Pleasure: 9).

Power Shifts and Nelson Wars

Marcus maintained his brutal control. He rolled Retserof onto his face, wrapping a thick arm around his neck to pull him up to all fours, only to repeatedly flatten him back against the canvas. (Retserof HP: 70). (Retserof HP: 63).

The massive titan blasted Retserof down, using his weight to drive his hard groin firmly against the veteran's glutes with every impact. (Marcus D Pleasure: 20). (Retserof HP: 58).

Desperate to survive, Retserof reached back and snatched Marcus’s fingers, twisting them sharply to break the choke. The sudden pain forced the giant to let go. Retserof scrambled to his feet, instantly slipping behind Marcus to lock his arms under the giant's armpits, hoisting him into a punishing Full Nelson. (Marcus D HP: 109).

Retserof focused on his breathing, pacing his rhythm to recover his stamina while stretching the giant's thick neck and shoulders. (Retserof Pleasure: 15). (Retserof HP: 65).

Marcus flexed his massive lats, trying to break the grip, but Retserof held firm. "Fuck... er..." Marcus gritted out. Retserof swung the giant senseless, showcasing his massive figure to the crowd while systematically draining his energy. (Marcus D HP: 103). (Marcus D HP: 95).

The veteran drew in deep, steadying breaths, stabilizing his pulse within the hold. (Retserof Pleasure: 22). (Retserof HP: 73).

Marcus finally stomped the mat, using his sheer height to stand tall and drop Retserof over his shoulders, sending the veteran tumbling away. (Marcus D HP: 85).

Marcus lunged to squash Retserof, but missed and hit the mat belly-first. However, as Retserof tried to crawl away, Marcus reached out, snatching his right leg. "Gotcha," Marcus growled, dragging the veteran back under his heavy frame. (Retserof HP: 66).

Retserof kicked frantically, shaking his leg free and scrambling up. He quickly bent Marcus over his knee, driving his spine into a grueling Over the Knee Backbreaker. (Marcus D HP: 82).

The Animal's Feast

Marcus rolled out of the hold, thrusting off Retserof’s knee to his hands and knees. He circled Retserof like a mad dog before feinting right, stepping behind, and locking Retserof into a crushing Full Nelson of his own, lifting the veteran completely off the mat. (Retserof HP: 56).

Retserof thrashed and squirmed, but he was locked tight. The friction against his back began to build a thick, distracting warmth. (Retserof Pleasure: 29).

"Just be glad I agreed not to fuck your ass," Marcus whispered darkly into Retserof's ear. The giant swung him around, flexing his pecs and tightening the stretch. (Retserof HP: 53). (Retserof HP: 45).

Marcus swung Retserof up and dropped him hard over his knee. Releasing him in mid-air, Marcus gripped the back of Retserof's neck, pinning him face-down. "It’s been so long, I forgot how you taste," Marcus purred.

Using his free hand, Marcus hooked the waistband of Retserof’s red trunks and yanked them down to his ankles, exposing his cock and balls. Before Retserof could scream, Marcus leaned down, snatching the hard length into his mouth and sucking aggressively. (Retserof Pleasure: 32).

Marcus's tongue swirled around the mushroom tip before pulling the entire shaft past his lips, clamping down to summon the veteran’s seed. (Retserof Pleasure: 41).

"Fuck, no!" Retserof gasped, his hands clawing at the mat. In a wild burst of adrenaline, he managed to twist his body, breaking the hold and mounting Marcus from the back to lock in a desperate Camel Clutch. (Marcus D HP: 74). (Marcus D HP: 65).

Marcus groaned under the stretch, but quickly slammed his hands into the mat, throwing his weight to roll them both away into a neutral stance. As Marcus tried to crawl away on all fours, Retserof lunged, wrapping his arm under the giant's armpit to lock him in a suffocating Dragon Sleeper. (Marcus D HP: 59).

The veteran drew in deep, ragged breaths, trying to steady his racing heart while maintaining the choke. (Retserof HP: 52).

Marcus thrashed, his tense muscles making it hard to slip out as Retserof cranked the neck. (Marcus D HP: 55). (Marcus D HP: 51).

But Marcus’s raw power was too much. Finding a weak point, the giant rolled hard, overpowering Retserof’s grip and slamming the veteran onto his back. Marcus pinned Retserof’s wrists to the mat, completely neutralizing him. (Retserof HP: 41).

The Triple Harvest

"Now then... where were we... oh yes, I remember," Marcus smirked. He spun around, sitting on Retserof’s chest and pinning his shoulders with his knees. He pushed Retserof's trunks down to his ankles once more. (Retserof Pleasure: 47).

Marcus plunged his mouth back onto Retserof’s cock, pumping his face up and down to milk the veteran's sack. (Retserof Pleasure: 55).

Marcus took every inch of the thick shaft into his throat, grinding his mouth back and forth at the base as his own arousal peaked. (Marcus D Pleasure: 29). (Retserof Pleasure: 60 - MAXED).

"F-fuck... aaah!" Retserof yelled as his body spasmed, ejaculating his first hot load directly down Marcus’s throat. The orgasm left him lying motionless and drained. (Retserof Climax: 1/3) (Retserof Pleasure: 0).

But Marcus never stopped. He kept sucking, his tongue swirling around the shaft to swallow every drop. (Retserof Pleasure: 8). (Retserof Pleasure: 19).

Retserof tried to struggle, but the burning sensation in his groin returned as Marcus relentlessly worked the sensitive flesh. (Retserof Pleasure: 25). (Retserof Pleasure: 33). (Retserof Pleasure: 39).

Marcus was an animal obsessed. He pulled his mouth off for a split second, looking down at the panting veteran. "So, do you remember my throat yet?" he whispered. (Retserof Pleasure: 49). (Retserof Pleasure: 56).

Marcus pushed his mouth back into place, deep-throating the veteran to harvest his seed once more. The friction was so intense that Marcus felt his own groin pulsing against Retserof’s chest. (Marcus D Pleasure: 36). (Retserof Pleasure: 60 - MAXED).

"Fuck you..." Retserof’s voice trailed off as his hips buckled. He ejaculated a second, heavy load into Marcus's mouth, leaving him completely limp. (Retserof Climax: 2/3) (Retserof Pleasure: 0).

The relentless giant wasn't finished. Marcus jumped off Retserof’s chest, grabbed his legs, and hoisted them high into the air. Trapped on his back, Retserof groaned as Marcus went between his legs to suck on his cock again. "Remember, I always take three loads." (Retserof Pleasure: 8). (Retserof Pleasure: 17). (Marcus D Pleasure: 39). (Retserof Pleasure: 26).

Retserof felt his resistance crumbling entirely. Knowing he couldn't escape, he stopped fighting, weakly massaging Marcus's massive, firm pecs as he accepted his fate. (Retserof Pleasure: 41). (Retserof Pleasure: 30).

Marcus smiled against the shaft, continuing the deep-throat assault as he watched Retserof's glazed eyes, waiting for the final collapse. (Retserof Pleasure: 39). (Retserof Pleasure: 47). (Marcus D Pleasure: 46). (Retserof Pleasure: 56).

"You... you monster..." Retserof whimpered, nearly burst. In a final, desperate act of submission, he pulled Marcus's head up and guided his mouth to his, giving the giant a deep, heavy kiss. (Retserof Pleasure: 52). (Retserof Pleasure: 60 - MAXED).

As they locked lips, Retserof's body spasmed as he pumped his final load all over Marcus’s body, his consciousness completely blacking out from sheer exhaustion. (Retserof Climax: 3/3).

Tamed, Devoured, and Defeated

The bell rang as the referee called the match, declaring Marcus D the victor. Retserof was completely tamed and devoured, his vow of vengeance shattered along with his stamina.

Marcus loomed over Retserof’s unconscious body, looking down at the broken master with a wide, triumphant grin. He slowly stroked his own thick shaft, and before long, sprayed his hot seed all over Retserof's face—a warm, sticky reminder of his absolute dominance for when the veteran finally woke up.

Final Match Statistics:

• Retserof: HP: 41/110 (Defeated) | Climax: 3/3 | Pleasure: 0/60

• Marcus D: HP: 51/120 (Victor) | Climax: 0/3 | Pleasure: 46/60

Published: 2026-07-09, viewed 74 times.