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18:42 Járnsíða: I make my way out to the ring to the cheers (and jeers) of local fans. This is my first match in this underground pro organization--one of many that serve the needs of wealthy men who like to see tough fighters defeated, humiliated, and fucked. That will not be my fate today. I am Járnsíða, Ironside, and between my Viking spirit and my martial arts skills, I will be victorious today. I am already fully in my gear, the only addition being my flip flops, which I kick off as I make it to the ring. I vault and forward flip over the top ropes to enter, assuming a martial stance to the roars of the crowd.
18:42 Járnsíða: 
18:44 Járnsíða: I stand, give a quick bow to the referee, and move back to the ropes to await my opponent's entrance. He is a veteran, I am told. A man of unconventional tastes and a great submission fighter. The match today cannot be decided by pin, only by submission. Submission. Unthinkable for Járnsíða. It will be my opponent who slaps the mat in defeat.
18:49 Randy67: I walk in between the crowd, waving to them, big southern cowboy from Mississippi 6'2ft, 255lbs and 58 yo, wearing black boots, black mask and a tight yellow speedo only exposing my bulge and my big bubble butt, I enter the ring running at all corners, grabbing the ropes and stretch out my muscles, I talk to the ref about you "He is a rookie young lad, make sure he's following the rules"
18:54 Járnsíða: "Járnsíða would never act with dishonor," I roar at the implication that would violate the rules. "Madame referee, you have nothing to worry about from me." I await the bell, dropping into my fighting stance. The stakes of the match are announced--the winner will use the loser at his pleasure in front of the crowd. Stakes motivate me--both the desire to obtain them, and to avoid them being taken from me. "Fight with honor, big man, and your stakes will be tolerable--fight dishonorably, and I will make you suffer greatly."
18:58 Randy67: I pointed at you "You're mine rookie young stud, I will show you who's boss and I will work you over pretty boy" I move forward to the middle of the ring "Come on ref, let's start it"
19:05 Járnsíða: The referee signals for the bell. I come forward immediately, as I always do, feinting as though I will take wrestling controls but instead, at the last moment, leaping into the air to deliver a two-footed dropkick to your chest.
19:08 Randy67: "Ouch" that vicious drop kick surprised me as it hits my big pecs directly, I went down to the canvas immediately after receiving that drop kick. I squirm on the canvas in pain and shock
19:14 Járnsíða: I immediately press forward, never one to let prey rest. I stomp at your left leg, then pick it up by the boot, stepping over into a single leg Boston crab, beginning to work on your thigh and especially your back.
19:19 Randy67: I scream in pain as I am totally surprised and shocked, I am roaring and moaning in agony as you are stretching my thigh and back, I crawl till I reach the bottom rope and I grab it "AGGGGHHHHH, I am holding the ropes ref, plz make that boy release me"
19:20 Járnsíða: I release as you touch the ropes, not even waiting for the referee to intervene. I am a man of honor. I back off to the center, allowing you to rise. This is going well. I am doing damage already.
19:24 Randy67: I grab the ropes to get up slowly, taking my time to catch my breaths, I start to circle you instead of moving directly towards you, then I clinch with you, moving you left and right using my weight advantage, then I push you back to the corner till your back hits the ringpost using my strength and slam your chest with five heavy chops that left redness on your pecs BAAAAAMMMM
19:40 Járnsíða: You approach me, this time, forcing a clinch. You are strong, large--you outweigh me by 70 pounds and are four inches taller--and you manage to force me into a ring corner. It pains my warrior spirit to be manhandled like this. I try to drive back into you. But in so doing I run directly into the first of your chops, making the chop even worse. I take the first chop manfully, though it stuns me. I stay silent for the second as well. The third elicits a grimace. The fourth a gasp. The fifth extracts a pained yelp. The pain is extraordinary, I must stop it! I grab the top ropes with both hands, lift my knees in front of your body, then open my legs and try to catch your head between them, so that I may return some of this pain with a grinding scissor.
19:46 Randy67: You catch my thick neck in head scissors, it is tight and painful, I am down on my knees, slapping your thighs to make you stop, my neck veins are bulging, I am opening my mouth wide as I am gasping for air
19:49 Járnsíða: "What do you think of Járnsíða's leg strength, villain?" I taunt as I squeeze. I then launch myself forward off the ropes, holding your head in between my legs, dropping and rolling as though executing a modified hurricanrana, trying to drive your head into the floor in a display of athleticism and acrobatic talent.
19:56 Randy67: You applied hurricanrana move in a unique way as no one can believe you can throw a big guy like me in this way, I flipped backward landing on the canvas with high impact, I am laying down on the canvas spreading my legs wide and kicking down
20:00 Járnsíða: Again I set upon my wounded prey. I grab one your left foot as you kick it in pain and trap it between my legs, bending it forward toward your butt, then I reach forward and grab a two-handed grip beneath your chin, pulling your head up in a modified crossface attack.
20:00 Járnsíða: 
20:11 Randy67: I am screaming while you apply this painful crossface over, I am struggling all the way trying to use my super heavyweight but it was tight, the ref is asking me to surrender but I wave "Ohhh no", luckily the bottom rope is near, I squirm till I hold it "Let me go"
20:13 Járnsíða: Again I release immediately, circling back to the center. My chest still hurts from the chops, but I am confident--despite your size and experience, you are just a man. And...you are old. Certainly you cannot truly threaten me. I fall back into my wrestling stance and wait for you to rise.
20:23 Randy67: I take my time before get up as I become exhausted, breath heavily inhale, exhale and drenching in sweat. I talk to the ref to waste some time to get more seconds to recover. I start to circle you again then I clinch with you, pushing to the ropes then I catch you in a tight side headlock, squeezing your neck "Who's the boss now you little bitch"
20:26 Járnsíða: Again you push me around with your size and power. The side headlock is strong, painful, draining. I struggle to extract myself. No. No, you fool. Do not pull away from a head lock, push in and lift. I try to drive my hips in, and secure a high-crotch grip. But when I do I find the angle, and your weight, make you impossible to lift. No--not good--I think as you continue to crush my neck. I am beginning to see stars from the pain and the mild strangling compression.
20:31 Randy67: "You can't lift me up tiny little boy, you're half of my size you little slut" I take you down to canvas and pancake you "you are too cute sissy boy, you can't face big macho old men like me"
20:35 Járnsíða: You slam me into the floor belly down, and the pain--and the damage--is great. Your mass makes the drop dangerous. But your words--your taunting words--are almost worse. And you retain the side headlock--and now that we are on the ground, my options for extracting myself are more limited. I try to fight your iron-strong grips with my hands, while walking my hips toward you, trying to relieve some of the pressure.
21:33 Randy67: I am wrapping my thick arms around your neck making the hold too tight and I try to throw my weight or part of it over you to make you suffer "There's no way out sweetie, you can't escape motherfucker"
21:35 Járnsíða: The feeling of your weigh sliding on top of me fills me with rage--I use every bit of my will to start to lift my hips, then drive with my toes on the mat to pull my hips backward, yanking myself backward in the headlock but causing huge pain in my jaw and face as your still-tight arm starts to slide across it. I roar with the effort, a warrior's cry.
21:41 Randy67: I release the side headlock then I flip you on your back, then I attack your chest with a harsh pecs claw, my fingers are digging in your flesh, torturing your nipples "do you like that you nasty whore"
21:45 Járnsíða: You release the headlock, and with brutish force toss me to my back. For a moment I worry about my shoulder-blades touching, then a remember that pinfalls are not permitted in this match. But you are on me immediately, attacking my chest with two brutal pec claws. I howl in agony as you attack the sensitive flesh around my nipples. It takes me a moment to think about how to respond, but then I lock my legs around your core and start to squeeze a body scissors, hoping the pain will force you to relent.
21:50 Randy67: You wrapped your legs around my waist, at first it didn't hurt me a lot but then it become more irritating, I try to spread your legs using my hands but the scissor is too tight "AHHHH, you are squeezing me you weird pervert"
22:01 Járnsíða: "Pervert? Járnsíða is not a pervert!" I shout back. "If you do not like your organs crushed, perhaps you should submit!" I say with a boastful grin.
22:05 Randy67: I close my eyes as I scream in pain, I slap your legs while you're squeezing my waist "Stop it you sadistic psycho, you are tormenting me". I squirm and struggle to escape from this lethal scissor
22:09 Járnsíða: "If you cannot escape...ughh....and you cannot reach the ropes, I suppose you must submit," I say, trying and failing to keep the strain out of my voice. Attempting to crush someone this much larger requires an immense amount of strength. My legs are burning. Perhaps this strategy was not wise.
22:16 Randy67: I use my big strong arms to make you open your legs depending on my strength, I feel your legs aren't squeezing hard enough around my thick waist, so I come closer to you with my upper body and chop your chest and abs several times "Are these chops hard enough for you pussy"
22:18 Járnsíða: I wince as you manage to force my legs apart--foolishly, I fight it to the very last moment. My legs are near exhausted when you begin to chop me in the chest. You had already done significant damages with previous chops to the chest, these each elicit a yell. The chops to the abs drive the air out of me, further damaging my ability to recover, making me feel weaker by the moment. I reach out to body-lock you, driving my hips in, trying to lift you for a suplex, but you would be near my limit even if I were fresh--now I cannot even get one of your feet off the ground. I yell in frustration.
22:24 Randy67: I keep chopping you till I release myself from your hold, I roll over and get up as quick as I can, then I wave to you to get up, "Get up and face me like a man you wimpy boy"
22:25 Járnsíða: A taunt like that always draws the same response from me. I charge at you, launching myself at you for a cross-body splash.
22:30 Randy67: I run at you before you launch the cross body splash and I punch your abs twice, I make you sit on the ringpost and I slap your face with four fierce slaps as I smack the shit out of you "1,2,3,4... You deserve some bitch slapping"
22:38 Járnsíða: The slaps disorient me, I try to react effectively but all I can think to do is to reach out at you, to try to catch your hands to stop you--so that is what I do.
22:41 Randy67: I grab your ankle firmly to make you fall down in the corner, I made you sit in the corner and I grab the top ropes as you try to keep me back but I slam my foot across your throat as you sit in the corner and I press down hard, determined to take your air "Can you breath tiny boy? Huh? Answer me"
22:48 Járnsíða: Your foot on my neck induces almost immediate panic. I flail, grabbing the ropes, kicking uselessly, trying to get you off. Your weight is such that it is already beginning to bruise my trachea, and by preventing me from breathing, you prevent me from recovering. I am seeing stars as the referee tries to get you to stop to release, and begins to count, threatening to disqualify you.
22:53 Randy67: I have an argument with the referee, then I release you after the ref threaten to disqualify me, I grab your head to make you stand up properly then I grab your arm and Irish whip you across the ropes then I tackle you with a ruthless clothesline BAAAAAMMMM "You're too cute to be a wrestler, you should be a model"
22:55 Járnsíða: I am too exhausted to resist as you whip me across the ring and flatten me with a clothesline on the bounce. I find myself staring up at the ceiling, seeing stars from the impact. I try to get my burned out legs under me, but my unshod toes slip on the canvas, I try to turn over, to get my knees under me, taking every breath I can before you attack again.
22:58 Randy67: I attack your chest with three consecutive heavy elbow drops "I am going to destroy you punk, I will tear you apart motherfucker"
23:00 Járnsíða: The first elbow drop drives the wind out of me again. The second smashes my ribs--I think I feel two of my floating ribs pop. The third I feel in my organs. I can barely breathe, much less move after so much weight is dropped on me with such force so rapidly.
23:13 Randy67: I flip you to make you lay on your stomach, then I sit with my big ass on your lower back and I grab your ankles backward as I am wrapping my arms around your legs, holding you in Boston crab pressing on your lower back "I don't want to hurt you young man, submit now and I won't harm you anymore"
23:18 Járnsíða: I howl with pain as you sit down into the Boston crab. My back is screaming, as are my already-exhausted thighs. My thighs. I reach for the ropes but we are in the center of the ring. I try to press myself up, but this only worsens the pressure, you are much too heavy to move this way. But I cannot submit! I cannot lose my ass to this...villainous man. I cannot allow him to fuck me in front of all these people. My warrior spirit demands that I resist submission. "You...you have nothing...villain. I will never submit!" I cry-yell at you, the pain obvious in my voice.
23:24 Randy67: "You had the option to choose the easy way but you chose the hard way, no mercy for you punk" I raise your ankles higher while I am arching your lower back and thighs, stretch em to the maximum
23:28 Járnsíða: I feel my ankles being driven higher and then back toward my head--almost reaching the back of my head before I cannot take it any longer. My lumbar disks bulge out, I can feel them beginning to slip. My legs and hips scream at me, tendons and muscles beginning to fail. I must submit, or I will never wrestle again. And I must wrestle again, to avenge this terrible and humiliating defeat. "I...I submit! I submit!" I cry, slapping the floor with my hand repeatedly in ignominious surrender. "I SUBMIT!"
23:36 Randy67: I get up and raise my both as I become the winner, I wave to the crowd, then I take off my gear, and I become totally naked wearing my mask only "Hey slutty loser, take off all your gears and get naked and come to suck my cock"
01:31 Járnsíða: I sit there for a moment in terrible, wrenching shame. I have failed my Viking ancestors. Submitted to this...perverted old man. My aching back and legs also slow me. But...I agreed to the stakes. I strip everything off--everything but my mask--as fast as the pain allows, and do as you command, kneeling in front of you, silent, as stoic as I can manage, your cock inches from my face.
01:37 Randy67: "WTF, are you refusing to suck my cock you piece of shit?" I pinch your nose, grab it and, till you can't breath from your nose, so you open your mouth to breath, "Suck my cock deep inside your throat, gag and choke on it till you drool"
01:44 Járnsíða: I was not refusing, I was waiting for a further command--I came to suck your cock, and thought you would direct me further. I put my hands on your ass and take your cock in fully, as unpleasant as I find it. My honor requires that I comply. And I will comply as well as I can--I suck to maintain friction, and use my tongue to stimulate. With my nose plugged, though, I can't breathe, and soon panic begins to set in. You continue to hold. I look up at you pleadingly. Still you hold. I can't...fight you--I lost, it would be dishonorable. I try....tapping out. On your ass. As I suck you. Asking you to relent.
19:07 Randy67: I am fucking your skull relentlessly without mercy, "Keep the eye contact with me pussy, Awwww, your eyes are watering like falls, are you crying? Huh? Answer me you dirty animal"
19:10 Járnsíða: You ram your cock into the back of my throat. I can't speak to answer you, and you continue to hold my nose. I do my best, but I am beginning to see stars. I can feel your cock harden in my mouth, I taste the salty tang of the precum, but I cannot focus on anything but not being able to breathe. I moan in increasing panic as I continue to work. My instinct is to fight you, but I overpower it. I can't. I won't. I will pay the stakes, I will obey you as required. But...I look up at you again, again pathetically, begging you with my eyes to let me breathe.
19:14 Randy67: I push you away, then I order you to observe me, "Look at me you filthy pig, observe me, explore my body, worship my sweaty body from head to toe "
19:27 Járnsíða: You push me away and I take in some gulping breaths before moving to comply. Starting on my knees, I look at you up close, running my hands as reverently as I am able up your legs from your ankles, then up to your thighs, then your ass and respectable cock. Then your core, muscled strongly underneath a layer of fat. I find it...slightly arousing...to attend to the body that conquered me. I look up at you, silently asking for permission to rise. Kneeling, I'm only able to reach up to your powerful chest.
19:30 Randy67: "Rise up on your feet and worship every inch of my body, make some compliments of my body while you are worshipping me"
19:38 Járnsíða: I rise, whispering reverently about your powerful core as I run my hands over it. "Your arms...long, but powerful," I say, focusing on my duties. On your demand. "Calloused, powerful hands," I say, inspecting them. I circle you, behind you, noting that you do not fear having me behind you. Perhaps you know that I am honorable. Perhaps you are not threatened by me at all. I feel the muscles on your back. "A mighty back," I whisper huskily. "And a powerful ass," I continue, massaging it lightly. An admirable body, for a man of your size and age. Enough, certainly, to have defeated me.
19:41 Randy67: I bend down on my elbows and knees ordering you to worship my big ass "Keep doing your job, worship my big bubble butt, go further, do it"
19:45 Járnsíða: I kneel behind you, deepening my massage of your powerful ass. I do not know quite what to do but I try: I bring my masked face to it, kissing your butt-cheeks, then licking them in long strips. I turn myself, going to my back between your legs so I am looking up at your ass. I reach for your hips and start to gently pull your ass down on top of my face.
19:53 Randy67: I hold the back of your head and shove it deep towards my ass, I shake my ass to hit your face with it "Lick and sniff it like there's no tomorrow"
20:04 Járnsíða: I make a muffled groan but do as I am told, licking and sniffing as lustily and heavily as I am able. I grip your ass with my hands, holding it firmly, even as I struggle to breathe. The smell is...not pleasant. But this is the price of my failure. I will pay it. I lick and kiss and sniff every inch, every crevice, with duty-bound enthusiasm.
20:07 Randy67: I push your masked head away, "Go away bitch, pose in doggy style like a dirty street dog you are and get ready to be fucked as you will moan loudly, I want the crowd to hear you moaning while I am fucking you"
20:17 Járnsíða: I get on my knees, sitting doggy style. I put my hands firmly on the floor, controlling my breathing. I prepare myself, focusing on the moment, trying to ignore all of those watching, observing my shame. There is an expiatory valence to this--a feeling that I am getting what I deserve for my performance today. And...I have been fucked before. The sensation is...not altogether unpleasant. We will see how you deliver it. And how I bear it.
20:23 Randy67: I look to the crowd telling them "Look what I am going to do to this cheap hooker", I spank your ass viciously and I squeeze your butt cheeks, bringing redness to your ass, I dig my cock deep inside your anus, I drill your ass deep, fast and hard like I am stabbing you from behind "Ohhh FUCK, I am so horny as I am close to cum"
20:27 Járnsíða: I yelp in surprise at the spanking, then endure it, my body turning red along with my ass from the embarrassment. Then I gasp as you enter me, feel you driving deep, hard, fast. It stretches me, fills me, but the pace is violent, overwhelming. I try not to make a noise, but I start to whine after a while, forcing myself to stay still, to accept this. Your cock reaches deep enough that my prostate is stimulated and I barely stifle a moan--I feel myself hardening a little as you assault my ass. I hope you do not notice--I do not wish to be seen to be...enjoying this.
00:10 Randy67: I noticed your dick is getting harder, I give you a reach around, stroking your cock while fucking you. I blow my load of semen inside your anus "AHHHH, you are going to have my babies pussy, do you feel that, I bet you love it. Now suck my cock clean, taste your own ass", going to give you ass to mouth
06:32 Járnsíða: I force myself to do as you command, wretching as I do. I don't much like the taste of my own ass, nor the tang of your precum. But I have no choice. These are the terms I agreed to. I do my best, working your cock in my mouth as before, trying to generate the same kind of friction and intensity as before.
07:08 Randy67: I hold your head and fuck your face with few deep thrusts reaching your throat "Taste it baby boy, I bet you like ass to mouth, do your job babe, you are a talented cock sucker. Wank yourself right now, stroke your cock and blow your semen out"
20:57 Járnsíða: I start to stroke my own cock as you command, finding it...much more compelling than I should. More than I feel my warrior spirit should permit. I continue to suck you, even starting to find that act of submission somehow...exciting. It feels wrong to want this, to want to be controlled, dominated by you. Is this...corrupting me in some way? Weakening me? It does not matter. I must fulfill my duty. I stroke, and stroke, and stroke, the feeling of being made to do this in front of all these people, while sucking your cock, making me both ashamed and more and more aroused. I let out a plaintive whimper as I get close. Wishing you would stop me, while also desperately wanting to finish. And then...I erupt. Fountain of cum on myself. Everywhere. I keep jerking as I blow, continuing to suck your cock. You have not yet released me. I must go on even as the seed of my shame is spilled in front of me.
21:06 Randy67: I noticed that you blow your load like a fountain "Good boy, you can eat your own cum babe" I stand up over the ropes naked and flex my muscles to the wild crowd, they cheer me up in a crazy way. I pose in a victorious pose flexing my muscles
21:08 Járnsíða: I comply, walking forward on my hands and knees like a loyal dog, licking the cum off of you and the floor between us. Dreaming of my revenge.
21:09 Járnsíða: [END?]
21:09 Randy67: End
Published: 3 days ago, viewed 47 times.
AZAnaconda
2 days agoTwo hot wrestlers . Can’t wait to take either one on
Randy67
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks buddy, can't wait to wrestle you too
Freaker
2 days agoA clear veteran-versus-rookie dynamic. Járnsíða brings speed, honor and impressive technique, while Randy67 answers with weight, experience and nasty heel psychology. The contrast works well: the young warrior looks dangerous early, but the veteran slowly breaks him down. The match has good wrestling structure, strong momentum shifts and a very clear personality for both fighters. A solid fight for The High Table.
The board members.
Randy67
2 days ago(In reply to this)
As usual you're typing the smartest comments ever, you're briefing a long session just in few lines!
PabsTheFighter
2 days agoShit! Randy takes on the sexy Viking and what a cruel ending. Poor Viking may not have known the rugged opponent he faced when he entered the ring and accepted the conditions. Next time, I bet he'll be prepared. Bravo, boys! Viking is a man of his word to the bitter end.
Járnsíða
2 days ago(In reply to this)
I do not know how I will avenge this injury to my honor, but I will. I must. Witness my Oath before Odin! I will have my revenge!
Randy67
2 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks Pabs for your comment, Járnsíða is a very talented wrestler with high agility and flexibility