School for Jobbers

Havoc_the_Slayer24: The cage starts to go down as it’s placed in by ring. The crowd is restless at seeing thus upcoming match. I finally step out to show myself wearing my black trunks. Walking down the ring aisle I step inside the cage paving back and forth on who’d want to face me in these conditions

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I come out from the back stage in my turquoise square trunks for this match. I walk down to the caged ring, the sound of my white boots against the floor drowned by the cheers of the crowd... And then I see you. I stop a moment and gulp at the mountain waiting for me in the ring. The ref waved me in. The battlefield closed in as I try to shake my nervousness from my 5'2" and 110lb frame.

Stan_Cruz:

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I see my opponent is Stan, been an awhile since we last fought. I pop my neck and shoulders and can see just how afraid you are. I smile once those sorts close as I start to circle you. I take the first move and go for the offensive by lunging at you

Stan_Cruz: I've been in the ring with Havoc before. They do not call him the Slayer for nothing. The bell rings and you do not waste time. You lunge but I barely manage to get out of the way and push myself to the side against your lunging form. "Fuck." I wipe the sweat off my forehead before I attempt to lunge at tou myself.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You dodge out the way but as I turn around you lunge at me and start to hit my face over and over again. Your punches don’t do much so I grab you and slam you on the steel cage!

Stan_Cruz: I try to make some damage but you're even tougher than before. NGGGHHH. The cage rattles as I get slammed... I drop down to my knees and hands as I try to breathe.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You fall down to your knee but I pull your hair and force you up. I then whiplash to the other side of the ring. Your body connects with the cage but i immediately run at you and crush you with a body avalanche

Stan_Cruz: I don't get a long rest from you as I find myself thrown to the other side. I manage to turn around so my back can take the hit again but it's too late for me to move away from the freight train.

Stan_Cruz: NGGHHHH. I get squashed as your pecs slam against my head, your abs against my body. I try to wrap my arms around your muscular body, try to rest.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I hold your body there before I pull back. Only to find out you’re holding onto me. So I let you hold on as yout small arms wrap around my body. I suddenly feel you try and push me

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I'm breathing in your musky scent as I try to push you off. I plant my feet on the canvas and grunt as I try to take the upper hand. The crowd cheers...or laughs. I couldn't discern. I try to take in my surroundings but I noticed that we barely even moved away from the cage.

Stan_Cruz: I release you from my grasp and step back. I raise my forearm in front of my face, parallel to the ground and send a chop to your meaty pecs, the sound of slapped flesh echoing in the arena.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You send a chop to my chest. Your small hand hitting my pecs. You keep on slamming me chest over and over again. I take a step back only you give tour some more space to hit me again and again

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I get tired with the chops and take a quick break. "FUCK." I change my approach and try to do some damage to your abs as I stand in front of you and do uppercuts and hooks, clearly desperate to hurt you at least.

Stan_Cruz: I mix in some kicks to your thighs now as I try to wear you down. A minute or so of striking and I get behind you. I jump on your back, catching your neck in my arm as I put you in a rear naked choke.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You keep on hitting my head and chest. Not phased even as you hit my thighs, I don’t budge. You then jump on my back and attempt a sleeper hold on me

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I use my other arm to push your head down to the crook of my other arm, squeezing hard as I could to make you sleep. I can hear the crowd chant "Stan! Stan! Stan!" as I make you sleep in the center of the ring. "Go to sleep, Havoc." I whisper.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I hear your name being called as you squeeze my neck more. I merely flex my Arm not even losing oxygen. I then hold the back of other legs and run backwards ramming you into the steel cage again!

Stan_Cruz: I increase the pressure as you flex for the crowd, seemingly unhurt by my RNC. But before i could do more UGGGGGHHH. The cage rattles once more as you sandwich me against the metal wall. I hold on tight, still clinging on your back. I release one of my arm and start smashing your chest from behind. 1. 2. 3. 4. and several more times.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to hit my chest as tour hold onto my Back. But I grab your arms and fling you of me, slamming you on the ground! While you’re down I grab your throat and lift up high up into my arms. I have you up before I ram your back on the steel cage repeatedly

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The ring shakes as my back hits the canvas. I stare at the ceiling lights groaning in pain until your huge physique made a shadow over me. "S-shit." You pick me up like I'm no weight at all and you continue to punish my back against the cage. The crowd counting.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I toss you like a sack of potatoes on the ground! I lay you on your back before I run and come back to hit you with a body splash, crushing you!

Stan_Cruz: I try to crawl to the corner, holding the small of my back... But before I could, your whole 360+ lb comes crashing down on me, shaking the ring and almost knocking me out... Groaning and drooling.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: Once I crush you I see you beginning to drool. I stand up as you huff up some air. I tower over you as you start to crawl away but I stand in front to block you. You use my body to get to your feet but I push you to the side

Stan_Cruz: I climb your tree trunk legs and manage to get face to face with your crotch before you push me aside like a rag doll... I get to all fours and move to the side, using the metal fence to pull me up. My breathing is hard and I rest for a while before I run to you, my arm raised sideways to attempt a clothesline

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You get up again and use the cage to attempt a clothesline. You hit a brick wall instead so I grab your arm and whiplash you to the ropes. As you come back I ram your body with a spear, almost snapping you in two!

Stan_Cruz: My body folds in half as you hit your shoulder in my gut... My upper body flops down as my face hits your muscled back. I mutter incoherently as you dominate me once more... And i know this isn't ending soon.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You land harshly I grab your face and put you in between my legs. I then lift you up in a powerbomb position. I then slam your back on the steel cage repeatedly! Each hit hitting your spine and the back of tour head hard! I then slam you in the center of the ring!

Stan_Cruz: You easily lift my groggy frame and slam me repeatedly like I weigh nothing. I lie spreadeagled in the middle of the ring as you end the powerbomb galore, eyes rolled back, drooling, groaning as the pain shoots to my entire body. UGGGGHHH I try to stand up but can only move my fingers and toes.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As you lay there unable to move I grab your head and begin to slam it on the ring! I start to use your head like a basketball over and over again! Once I let you go I sit on you and raise my foreman and slam it on tour chest! Your chest caved in with each forearm hit I do not showing mercy

Stan_Cruz: Groans of pain each time you hit my head on the canvas, the crown counting with you until you reach 10. My eyes staring blankly at yours. You sit on my chest this time and demolish it with your forearms, the sound echoing in the building. NGGGHHHH.

Stan_Cruz: I raise my arms and try to stop you, my hands just holding your shoulders and biceps without force. A pathetic attempt from the small fighter.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I let you feel my biceps as you try and stop me but I’m to huge for you. Once I’m done I grab you up again as you use Mr body to hold yourself up. I walk you to the ring corner and lay your head down on the bottom turnbuckle. I run to the other end of the ring and come back to ram your face with my size 15 boot!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The boot connects to my head and the crowd goes wild as you brutally squash it against the turnbuckle. UGGGGHHH. My head flops down to the canvas drooling and glassy eyed... I can barely hear the crowd as I try to grab the bottom ropes...

Stan_Cruz: I slowly pull myself up, dizzy, the room spinning. I stand on both feet, knees feeling jelly, i wobble around like a boxer getting hit in the temple. I see a huge mass of muscle in front of me, maybe two. Or three... My vision is fucked up. And I swing an overhand right in front of me clearly miscalculating your distance as I hit air.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You use the ropes to get up, your legs look ready to break. But people are cheering your name “Stan, Stan, stan!” I then see you try and hit me but you’re way of target as you aim at the air. You keep on trying to hit me but I move out the way each time. Before you realize it I send a headbut to your face. You almost go down but you don’t. Suddenly I see you jump up onto me and wrap your legs around my waist. You begin to hammer away at you face over and over again as your hold onto me

Stan_Cruz: Through my desperation, I keep on punching at your face, your head as the crowd cheers. I continue to pound away as you step back bit by bit to the corner. I use the middle ropes to stand and hammer away at your chest and head. 1. 2. 3. More than i could count at this point.

Stan_Cruz: I take a pause and climb down. Turn you over with the strength i just found and make you face the crowd. I climb the middle rope to your left, grabbing the fence to steady myself.

Stan_Cruz: With my right hand I grab your head with a fistful of your hair and start ramming your face against the cage. Payback, I thought. I do it once. Twice. Thrice. Several more times as the crowd cheers on.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You manage to get me to the corner and start to hammer away ar my face. It doesn’t do much but you manage to hit my eye and stun me for a bit. I feel you get of only to grab my face and hit it on the steel cage mirroring me using you asa basketball not to long ago. I keep this up as my arms actually get heavy for a bit before I shove you off me, I shake my head and hold it as you manage to stun me quite a bit

Stan_Cruz: You easily shove me stopping my attack. I am still balancing on the middle rope, the pain starting to take its toll on my frail body... Some bruises start to appear. I lay my back on the cage before I wrap your head with my left arm. I look at the middle of the ring, need to bring you there. I hold on tight to you as I jump from the ropes, attempting to pull you down with me and slam your face on the canvas.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You jump up again and attempt a bulldog on me. The momentum is enough to make me lose my balance’s as I fall face first. I hear you wince out in pain and see you hold your body. Seems the adrenaline is staring to ware off on you.

Stan_Cruz: I do not land gracefully and I stand up in pain. But at least I managed to take you down with me. I grab your arm and shoulder in my tiny grasp, admiring the massiveness and hardness of those muscles. I struggle to flip you over but I managed after a huge effort.

Stan_Cruz: I run to the ropes and bounce back, jumping near you, stretching my body in the air as I try to splash you with my body.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I start to feel your rub my body, appreciating the large amount of muscle I have. You let out a roar and struggle to flip me on my back but succeed. As I open my eyes I’m hit with a body splash. I hear you breathing harshly as you lay your arm over my chest and go for the pin “1!” But I shove you off me before you even get to 2!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I was really banking on this to win the match but clearly I haven't wore you enough to get the victory. I lie there on my back breathing hard... Then the pain starts to manifest as the adrenaline wears off... UGGGGHHHH I groan loudly as my body aches all over.

Stan_Cruz: I see you stir and I try to stand up before you do. I flip myself to my belly, which is hard enough when your body is screaming for rest... I get to my knees and elbows... But start falling back down, my joints giving up every now and then...

Stan_Cruz: Every time i get back up, i fall two times. My progress ain't great as I find myself ass up, face on the floor, one hand on the canvas, trying to push myself up as I watch you easily recover.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I manage to get unlike you how struggle to stand up you fall down a few times. I walk and stand over you looking quite pissed from your recent attack. I feel your cling onto be and try and get up.

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: Your tree trunk legs help me get up to my knees and i wrap my arms around them. I look up at you, viciousness in your eyes. I take a deep breath, another rush of adrenaline coming and hit my elbow to your gut. Several times I do it until I get tired and drop to one knee, my face resting on your inner thigh. Seemingly back to where I started.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You hit my abs a few times but your fall back done to your knees. I grab your throat and bulge and lift you up in a gorilla press slam. I hold you up there before I toss you to the cage, letting your body crash on it! You lay there on the ground before I grab your head and smash it on the steel cage again! You fumble down to ass as you lay there on the ground. But I’m far from done as i reach for your hair and force you up. You start to drool as I seen a hard elbow to your face!

Stan_Cruz: You manhandle me like a ragdoll as the crowd starts to cheer you on. HAVOC! HAVOC! I get no rest as I am lifted and slammed everywhere in the caged ring. I groan as you pull me up by my hair, staring at your huge muscled physique, drooling. From admiration? Maybe. From all the punishment I have taken so far? Likely.

Stan_Cruz: I did not notice the elbow coming at my face. And even if i did, there's no way I would've avoided it. The strike connects to my cheek and I crumple in front of you. I feel it start to numb, probably a bruise forming as I feel your full force... Making the first part of the match look like a warm up for you.

Stan_Cruz: I lie there in the canvas for some seconds before i start climbing your tree trunks again refusing to end the match like this

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You lay on the floor for a few moments before rolling on your belly and crawling to me again. Seems you’re not giving up even after all this. I give you a hand by helping you up and whiplashing you to the ropes. Once you come back I jump and crush your with my entire body, all 369 lbs enveloping your 110lbs phrame!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As I lay on you i grab your face and send a hard right hook to it over and over again! Once im done with you I cross my arms over your chest and go for the pin “1!”

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I get face to face with your meaty pecs again before getting whipped across the ring only to meet your massive frame and getting crushed to the canvas... My eyes roll as I groan and drool below you...

Stan_Cruz: You don't stop there and you continuously punch me, sending spit to the canvas every time you connect. NGGH. NGGH.

Stan_Cruz: And then it starts. 1! 2! But I couldn't go out like this, I thought. Before the count gets to three, I take a deep breath and raise my arm, raising my shoulder with it. The crowd cheers as I break the count. I look at you defiantly.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You break out at 2 as you refuse to give up like this. So I stand up and pick you up and hoist you over my shoulders! I walk around the ring a bit before I start to ram your face into each ring corner. Once I hit you with each one I drop you on the ground and put my foot over your chest going for the pin again “1!”

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: You tour me around the ring and slam my bruised body to each corner... The turnbuckles are firm enough to knock my consciousness in and out. I find myself staring at the ceiling once more as you put your foot on my chest... Not heavy enough to cause pain but not light enough for me to get up easily.

Stan_Cruz: 1! Thoughts race through my head as the count starts once more. 2! This could be it...but then something tells me I can still get up. I grab your ankle and push it to the side, my shoulder is out the canvas and I lay there on my side, breathing hard, being stubborn.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You kick out again to my surprise. You even begin to crawl to mt body rather then the cage door. Using me to stand up again

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I put one hand on your right shoulder and start to squeeze you in a nerve hold! My massive hand digging deep into your shoulder forcing you on your Knees

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I grit my teeth as you put on the nerve hold. I start pounding on your abs trying to weaken your grip to no avail. I growl in pain each time you squeeze your fingers deeper.

Stan_Cruz: I look up at your now sweaty body, all bulging in the right places. Fuuuuuck. Cant help but admire it while screaming in pain. UGGGGHHH

Stan_Cruz: My right hand tries to pry away your hand while my other arm wraps around your thigh... My fingers digging deep as you put on more pressure... I am thinking of giving up but my pride is too high for that.

Stan_Cruz: I look up at you, that predatorial gaze staring down as sweat drips down your body, some dripping on my face...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As I have the nerve hold on you, you try your best to break free. But I’m to strong for as you I force you down. You keep ok pushing but your right arm looks likes it’s losing its feeling as it looks like it’s just dangling from your body. I keep on grinding on your shoulder as your face eventually rest on tk thigh close to my bulge. I can see your eye are starting to fade away as your drooling intensifies

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The pain shoots from my delts and I try to fight through it. I bow down and get face to face with your crotch. Couldn't count how many times now. I rest my face on your bulge and take a deep breath. Inhaling the musky scent from this beast of a man... My eyes roll back as saliva drips down the side of my mouth. Fuck, i think. And take another deep breath

Stan_Cruz: Somehow, this awakens me. Fuck. I temporarily forget the pain in my delts as I feel a surge through me. One more deep breath of your crotch musk and I bring my left arm between your legs and lift them up forcefully, hitting your growing bulge with the crook of my arm.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As I have you pinned down I see you start to smell My bulge. Before I know it you hit my bulge with your left arm! I drop down to my knees as I hold my balls and let you go

Stan_Cruz: You finally let me go and i use my left hand to nurse my delts. I see you on your knees and try to capitalize on it. I move to your right side and bring my shin to hit you on your chest. One. Two. Three times before going to the other side and hit you again with my other leg.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to use my chest as a kicking board. Hitting me over and over again! At one point you even send a kick to the side of my head that stuns me for a few moments as I shake my head

Stan_Cruz: A kick passes your guard and hit you on the head. I try to do it again and it connects, stunning you for a while. I push you down and you fall to the canvas. I stand near your head and jump, bringing my leg up for a leg drop and pin you for the count! 1!

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You hit my head again as I fall on my back. You then drop it on my head and lay down on me for the pin “1,2!” But I shove you off me as it Reaches 2

Stan_Cruz: I scramble back to your body before you can get up, straddling your chest and looking down at you with renewed vigor. Still stunned, I bring both your hands above your head, your arms slightly flexing, your pits open for me to see... Not just see it seems

Stan_Cruz: I bring my forearm down on your chest several times. I rain punches to the side of your head. Left right. Left right. And i slump down. My head resting on your flexed right arm... Close to your pit... Fuuuuuck. That smell. I inhale it and find myself putting my face into it... Breathing in your musky armpit.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to hit my chest and face as your small body sits on me. You start to get tired as you even let just lay on me. Then feel you sniff and inhale my armpit. The moan the make afterwards is a big one as it gets you enough energy to start hitting me again

Stan_Cruz: I bring myself up and hit you more. I reposition myself higher, my thighs at both side of your face and continue to strike... With my arms feeling tired, I wrap my legs around your neck and squeeze with a headscissor. Trying my best to make you submit as I flex on top of you.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You position your legs to wrap around me as you put me in a headscissor. You start i squeeze and flex as your low blow did some damage on me. You cane move your body so that you’re laying on the side as you continue the squeeze

Stan_Cruz: It was difficult to move your body around with your weight as I go to my side, my thighs still wrapped around your head... I pull your face deeper as I grab the back of your head, rubbing my sweaty and hard bulge on your face... Humiliating you in front if the crowd... The small dude dominating the bigger guy.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You bury my face into your bulge. It smells nice but it’s not enough to keep me down. As you squeeze me more and more I raise my hand and send a hard punch to your gut to see if you’ll let me go

Stan_Cruz: You start fighting back now as the stun wears off. The hard punch to my abs slightly loosen my hold but I immediately stretch out my legs, tightening the scissor to your neck. Gritting my teeth and fighting the pain, enduring as much as I can to inflict more damage. "Submit!" I shout as the crowd cheers.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You don’t let go but bury my face deeper into your bulge. I hit you again but you just keep the headscissor on me. You even start to move your legs left to right, rolling me around as you apply this hold

Stan_Cruz: I keep the hold in and manage to wear you down more by rolling around. I throw in some punches to your face too to really keep you down.

Stan_Cruz: I stop moving and end up on my back, you kneeling and your head still in between my thighs. I grab one of your thick arms and bring it between my thighs, i reposition my legs at the back of your neck and lock it with the other... A leg triangle choke for the big guy. I put both my hands behind your head and pull you in, gritting my teeth

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You position it where my huge body’s is on top of you. You then grab one of my arms and put it In between your legs to apply a triangle choke hold. You cry out in desperation to try and ko me with this hold or make me tap

Stan_Cruz: My legs start to spasm as I continue to hold the choke...trying my best to maintain it and finish the match but your neck feels tougher and I have to do more than just this to get a submission from you...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You squeeze me more and more but I can feel your legs are giving out. Especially now that you’re holding my massive arm in your hold. You yell out in frustration but I manage to break the hold, fling you to the side. I start to get up to one knee

Stan_Cruz: I roll on the canvas and fight through the pain. My right arm is still weak from the hold while my legs are wobbly. I walk towards you and raise my fists high, slamming them on your back for a double axe handle.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You hit my back with repeated double axe handles. Your right arm is still feeling the effect from my nerve hold even as you hit me a few times. I shove you off me, pushing you to the cage as I get up shaking my head

Stan_Cruz: I stumble backwards, leaning against the cage, my legs desperately trying to hold me up. My arms are feeling weak too. I don't know how much more I can last but I'm not giving up. I run towards you and jump, maneuvering so that my body is parallel to the canvas and perpendicular to you, aiming to hit you and drag you down with the momentum.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You rush at me use the ropes to ram me. The momentum is enough to make me fall on my back again!

Stan_Cruz: We crash to the canvas making the whole ring shake. I lie there almost exhausted not even noticing the count being started by the crowd. 1!

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You lay on me and get a 2 count. But it’s not enough as I push you off me! I shake my head surprised how determined you are to win this

Stan_Cruz: I lay there on the canvas staring at the ceiling lights trying to recover. My body aches all over and I still have the urge to still fight. I twist my head towards you and notice you stirring, trying to get up. I do the same, albeit my body screaming in pain.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I stand up to my feet and as you do the same I ram your fave with a clothesline! You land harshly on your back. But I’m nt done, I put you back to your feet and ram you with another clothesline! I follow this with another one, your body landing worse each time. I put one hand on your chest and go for the pin “1!”

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: Your hard biceps slam repeatedly against my bruised face in multiple clotheslines, brutally knocking me down to the canvas. You humiliate me with a one-handed pin and I barely pushed your massive arm away before the third count... Gasping for air now as I go on all fours... Drooling, dizzy... But still conscious.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: After you kick you I’m surprised to say the least. You even try and get up but only manage to get on all fours. As you crawl away from me I start to nudge your head with my foot. Each time I do you stumble down but keep on keeping up. So I let you crawl away. Once you reach the corner I grab your leg ask drag you all the way back to the center of the ring. Making you crawl all over again

Stan_Cruz: Getting dropped by your foot each time makes me more dizzy as I try to reach the corner for a reprieve. I manage to grab the bottom rope but you drag me away from my sanctuary as you pull me to the center. I try to crawl away from your grasp but it seems like you have recovered faster than I thought.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You keep on crawling each effort taking time from you. Especially on that right side of yours, that nerve hold did a number on you. I pull on your trunks exposing your white boxes briefs. A parallel to my black briefs that I’m wearing him. I toss your trunks aside as you make it to the corner. Once you’re up I walk to you grab your face and hit you with a headbut!

Stan_Cruz: I get stripped of my trunks revealing a white boxer brief, tame and jobber-like compared to the black ones you're wearing now. I get to the corner and lean on the turnbuckles when you grab my head and slam it with yours... My eyes roll back and I stand in front of you, wobbling, the ropes holding me up.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I grab your face again and walk you to the center of the ring. I then put your face in my armpit and bury you in a dragon sleeper hold! I start to squeeze that neck of yours!

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I couldn't make sense of what's happening until my face gets buried deep into your armpits, your arm and torso squeezing my neck, my back arched, my toes trying to find the canvas as my little body desperately tries to get some air...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: As I squeeze you and bury your face in my pits I use to spare hand to slap your exposed chest and abs. Now your mouth opens ups, making my sweat fall in your mouth

Stan_Cruz: I groan while getting squeezed in your armpit and my mouth instinctively opens. I can taste the sweat on my tongue as I inhale deep, getting your musk into my system once again. I roll my eyes as I get more of that intoxicating smell. My hand grabs your hard triceps, digging my fingers into the hard muscle... My other hand grabs your tree trunk thigh as I try to keep my footing... My body starts to spasm in your tight dragon sleeper.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start I claw at my body but I just squeeze you more and more! You fall down to your knees as I don’t let go of the hold. If anything I bury your face deeper into my pits! I see your body spasm out and your arms begin to aimlessly flail around

Stan_Cruz: You put in the dragon sleeper tighter and I get to inhale more of your smell. Your musk fills my system with an urge to fight back, as if like adrenaline that gives me the energy to survive. I take another deep breath and grab your wrist, trying to pry it sideways to loosen your hold... I bring out my tongue and embrace the sweat in your armpit trying to surprise you.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You grab my wrist and try to pry me off. I give you one final squeeze before I let you go, letting your body slump down. Your drooling bad and your eyes look like they’re somewhere else. I put my foot on your chest and go for another pin “1!”

Stan_Cruz: I grunt as the foot comes down and the count starts. I take deep breaths and push your foot away at the count of 2. I shake my head and sit up, finding some lost energy after that dragon sleeper. I get up to one knee and look at you, more determined. Without warning, I rush to you low and wrap my arms around your thighs, aiming for a takedown. But you're heavy and I only manage to lift you off an inch... I release you before you find a grip on me. I stand in front of you wiping the saliva off my lips with the back of my hand... I put my hands up and motion for you to come at me

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You kick out again, and you even get to your knees. You drool excessively as you suddenly rush at me again. This time you wrap your arms around me and try and lift me up, only succeeding with 1 inch of the ground. You pull aaay before I have a chance to grab. You then taunt me go at you. So I do as I try and rush you and lunge at you. Only you dogde out way this time

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The ring shakes as you rush at me. I manage to step aside before you crash your body to mine and slap your ass with my left hand. Getting a bit more confident as I try to wear you down more. I proceed to the corner and taunt you to come at me again as you turn around.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You dodge my lunge and slap my ass. You’re already on the corner as I start to close in on you. I lunge at you again but you dodge and making me trip a little casing me to hit the cage with my face

Stan_Cruz: You take the bait and I manage to trip you and do some damage. I grab one of your arms and reposition you against the turnbuckle. Took me some effort to make you lean your back against it but I have managed to put your massive frame in the corner. I plant my feet in front of you and do left and right hook to your abs. One. Two. Three. Four. Probably ten times. Each harder than the last.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: While I’m stunned you begin to use my body as a punching bag. You try your hardest and hit me with your adrenaline punches. You keep at it not letting me do anything

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: I then move on to your chest, throwing 1-2s. My fist connecting with those meaty pecs as I try to tenderize you with my boxing background. I keep at it as I send knee shots to your thighs, trying to break down your stance.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You send some punches to my chest and even a chop. You send a knee to my thighs, multiple actually, to get me to lower my stance on you. Then as if for revenge you hit me with a headbut of your own

Stan_Cruz: The headbutt is supposed to hurt but somehow I can keep going. I take one step back and see you're kind of dazed and I go low once more. I squat in front of you, your bulging crotch in those black boxer briefs teasing me... I place my face right in there, a slight pressure to your cock and balls and take a deep breath, taking in all your musky scent as I grab hold of your massive thighs with each of my arms, lifting the whole 369lbs against the corner with all my might trying to get you up...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You put your nose in my bulge as you inhale my Musk again. You then do something crazy and try and put my up on the top turnbuckle. You yell and struggle, almost as if you’re about to pop a vein. But I’m to much and you can’t me up. You fall to your knees panting, resting your face on my bulge again as I’m still a bit stunned

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: You're still too much for me as I attempt to lift you again... But ending up on your bulge ain't bad at all... I involuntarily take a breath and you intoxicate me with your manly smell. I use your massive body to stand up. Grabbing your thighs... your torso... your arms on the way up... Feeling your muscles until I rest my head on your pecs... I take a few seconds to rest and grab your arms to hang over the top ropes... Grab the middle ropes and pull them up over your shoulders to lock your massive arms so you can't move as much...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I’m suddenly tied up by the ropes. I trie to break free but you’ve got me in quite the situation. I see you back on your knees out of breath. But then you start to rest your face on my bulge again sniffing it intensely

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The musk has me intoxicated and have been stirring up some sexual desire since I started. I look up at your muscular body and admire it, drooling. I put my face back into your crotch and my fingers find their way to the waistband of your boxer briefs. I take one more deep sniff before I pull it out and reveal your dick to the crowd. FUCK. I pull the briefs off your legs and take a sniff in front of you before I stash it in my boxer briefs...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You strip me down naked as you sniff my cock. I can tell you weren’t expecting my cock but you can’t help yourself into taking another whiff at it. You even put my boxers in your as a souvenir. You then start to hit my body again and again trying to chip me down

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: Another burst of adrenaline have me punching and kicking you in the corner, trying to wear you down. I do several chops to your chest, mixing in some slaps to your cheeks as well... The smaller fighter trying his best to make the bigger guy weaker and weaker.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You slap my face and pecs. Mixing in kicks and punches to try and weaken me. I try to break free but you run from one end of the rung and back to hit me with a body avalanche of your own

Stan_Cruz: I repeat the body avalanche two more times before I proceed to the opposite corner, drooling from my mouth seeing your massive muscles like this in the corner, wiping it with the back of my hand. The cock inside my white boxer briefs drooling with precum, very obvious to you and the crowd. I then push myself and run towards you and slam you with 110lbs, my thigh slamming your hard dick against your abs in the process...

Havoc_the_Slayer24: After two more body avalanches you look at me hungrily. You then ram the body again, making my cock hit my abs. You grab my face and bash it on the steel cage as I try to break free from the ropes. Some of your drool falls on my body

Stan_Cruz: The caged ring gets primal now with you naked in the corner covered in sweat and my drool... My mind telling me to get more of your muscular physique... Intoxicated... High on your smell... I walk towards your body, admiring every bulge as the bulge in my briefs get firmer... I put my hands on your pecs and run it down your abs... Grab your waist and pull it, slamming your cock against my body.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You start to feel me up. Slowing moving your hands on my body. You then ram your cock on your small body like a weapon. I can tell you’re getting wetter and wetter

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Stan_Cruz: The crowd cheers as I continue to rub my body on yours... Grunting as I get closer and closer to the edge, drooling on your chest and abs as I moan louder... NGGGHHH

Stan_Cruz: I fight the urge to burst. Not now where I have the advantage... I climb the middle rope, my legs straddling your body. My stained bulge right in front of your face. I slap you twice before I grab the back of your head and slam it on my firm cock... Rubbing your face all over it and making you smell my musk this time. I release my grip and hold the cage for support, then repeatedly slam my bulge on your face, smashing your head against the top tunbuckle.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You rub your body on mike and start to moan like crazy. You suddenly change tactics and stabs on the middle ropes and start to hit my face with your bulge. It’s very wet, even though you’re wearing white I can tell there’s a stain. Your hits make my head bounce of the top turnbuckle.

Stan_Cruz: I slam your head with my bulge several times before I maneuver myself to wrap my left arm around the back of your head, my right hand grabbing my left hand in front of your neck, putting you in a guillotine choke... I pull myself up to stand straighter really putting in the pressure on your neck, aiming for a submission.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You move your into my neck. Applying a guillotine choke hold. You stretch and pull as hard as you can, you scream loudly as you squeeze my neck. I cant break free so my face is starting to get red as you squeeze more and more

Stan_Cruz: I'm making a huge effort as I try to squeeze a submission out of you but despite how much I have worn you down, you're still very tough. I can feel you struggling though so with a final squeeze, I scream and put all my energy.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You yell so loud I can feel one of your veins pop!. You squeeze my neck more and more, you pull with all your small arms. You shift my neck left to right and you don’t let go. You keep ok squeezing until my arms finale slump down

Stan_Cruz: After so much effort I see that you stop struggling and I know I have done it. I release the choke and just let myself fall down in front of you as I stare at the ceiling lights above. I feel so tired after that rush, the bruises in my body and face starts to be more visible. I lift my head and see your head slumped on your chest. I move to my side, my muscles and bones aching as I try to stand up... Need to capitalize this moment with your current state... I wobble as I get on my feet. Move towards you and release your arms from the ropes, feeling your muscles as my cock twitches.

Stan_Cruz: I move towards your left leg and lift it with both arms, I squat low and as I lift, the waistband of my boxer briefs get caught in the friction against your huge calf and it rolls down revealing my cock to the crowd. FUCK IT. I thought and I take it off. The crowd cheers seeing two naked fighters in the cage. I get back to my task and lift one of your legs to the middle rope. I do that to the other leg. You're now sitting on the middle turnbuckle, legs wide open, cock hard.

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You stop and I hear your body hit the floor. I can also hear you groan and pant uncontrollably due to all the damage I’ve done. But that doesn’t seem to step you from putting your arms on my legs and pushing me up to the turnbuckle. You succeed in the 2nd one. But you struggle more with putting all my body on the top turnbuckle. You yell again but I feel you manage to put me on the third ropes. I hear your body slump done again and I can hear you’re fighting to breath for what little air you can muster

Stan_Cruz: It was a struggle to get you where I want you but my knees are jelly at this point and it seems that finishing what i've started is difficult. My arms are hurting in all places and I just lean on the corner, between your thighs, near your raging cock, drooling at the sight, sweating from all the effort...

Havoc_the_Slayer24:

Havoc_the_Slayer24: I feel you rest your face in my cock again. Seems your body is just slumped on mine as you’re catching a second breath.

Stan_Cruz: Sweat, saliva and precum mixes in the air, making our manly musk more intense than usual. A second breath is exactly what I need now as I take a deep breath of that intoxicating scent. I take a few more seconds to formulate my plan while recovering. I scream in pain as I try to move my body.

Stan_Cruz: I have to be quick. I reach for your head, grad you by the back of your neck and pull you down, angling myself so that your body falls on my shoulders behind my head...shifting you from the top turnbuckle to my shoulders but only briefly as I use the momentum and push your lower body over my head, watching you fall back first as I yell inside the building.

Stan_Cruz: The crash rocks the whole ring and my body, screaming in pain falls on top of you, devoid of energy. 1!

Havoc_the_Slayer24: You cautiously adjust my body on your smaller build. You struggle and scream as you drape me over the out shoulders. You then slam me on the ground connecting your fire mans carry. You fall on top of me and go to the pin “1,2,3!”

Stan_Cruz: The crowd cheers after the third count. My body aches so badly and it just shuts down on top of your sweaty, muscular body. A hard fought win against the muscle beast.