Sam Wrestling Ring

I recently joined the Legion group and Samuel give my a text that I have my first match all line up with Marco the first of many losers to be defeat by yours truly...Pro-Style in the Private ring down at the legion... 

I'm in the locker rooms changing into my gear, green speedos barefoot and shirtless as I check myself in the mirror before I head out...I exit the locker room too the ring room seem I'm the first too arrive, hope this guy hasn't got scared and ran away before the match has even started...smirk on my face as I strut up and climb the apron, jump over the top ropes into my corner of the ring stretching my arms on the top ropes in my corner

After you finally head out on out to the room, it's time to make my big appearance as I stroll down to the ring casually without an ounce of care or concern anywhere in my attitude or body. I climb up into the ring and rise up to my 5'1'' as I smirk over at you. "No way this is the guy they promised, not a shrimp like you" I taunt a little just to mess with you. I roll my shoulders and stand waiting for you in the center of the ring with hands on my hips. Shirtless, muscles rippling and bulging, all the confidence and cockiness in the world.

flex my biceps at your trash talk "They sent the best too take you down bro...should feel blessed" I laugh with a confident grin on my face as you step in the centre hands on your hips playing it cool and confident. I walk over too meet you in the centre my eyes looking over your rippling muscle as I suddenly I burst into a run and reach at your head as I dive up in the air trying too start big by dropping your face into the canvas with a neckbreaker

You flex your biceps at me and I smirk a little looking unimpressed. "That's it? Come ON bro, get some real muscle...like this!" I laugh back at you and pop into a flex of my own. Hands behind the head, pecs and arms flaring as I show off all my assets at once. In my mind there's no real comparison between us, only a superior and a wannabe. You approach to get a better look, or at least that's what I was expecting but you suddenly break into a sprint and lunge at me. I take a step back and arms swing down to grab you but you're pretty fast and you're on me before I know. BOOM! Whole ring shakes as you drive me down into the canvas with a neckbreaker. I shout out in surprise pain as I bounce up and roll not my side in disbelief!

"Big boys like you are my favourites you know...always so pumped too flex those muscle but when some real muscle hit you...you crumble" I laugh as drop you into the canvas with my neck break leaving you shocked on your side as I grab your right arm and slide my legs around your neck "Let's test your neck muscles bro see how tough they are" I grin as I push your arm down too the canvas floor and attempt too lock my legs around your neck tightly in a head scissor. looking too show of the strength of my legs as the glutes and thighs flex

I begin to sit up and attempt to get back to my feet, but you're as quick as you are feisty and you slide no in grabbing my arm and pulling it out to the side. You use both hands to pin it to the canvas while you kick your legs out and begin wrapping them around my head/neck. You squeeze and start to add pressure making me grit my teeth a little, and I gain the tiniest amount of respect for the hidden power in those muscle theres, but no way in hell am I admitting it. "Hrghh...don't get too cocky now, shrimp" I growl back at you as my free arm rises up to grab and pry at the back of your calf. My feet plant into the canvas and I bridge up hard while twisting my torso opposite from you trying to create enough space to slip my head free.

"Yeah why not? I'm kicking your ass bro" I laugh grinning as you growl clearly not too happy I got you like this so quickly, your free hand grabs my calf trying too make free space for your head as your feet push on the canvas and you begin too bridge yourself up "calm down there big boy I'm only warming up" I growl with a smirk as I tense my legs harder on your neck and hand trying too force you back down as your body goes up and attempt too slide free of my legs, trying too keep your head there

My initial attempts at freeing my head fail as you tense hard on my head and twist back down to force my torso back to the canvas. I grunt a little as my chest puffs in and out, gotta switch strategies. The arm pinned by you bulges up as I flex and try to bring it back into myself, and I twist my torso towards you instead. This brings my far arm closer and lets me get a better reach on you. Now that I can somewhat see your abs better, my free hand makes a fist and I unload a hard jab that lands somewhat in those toned obliques. If I can't slip my way free, I'll just have to bash you till I break your concentration!

"Come on bro just give it up all that muscle is just for show...go on admit it" I taunt and tease loving was that muscle struggle ever so until you turn and twist too face me and before I know it you unload your fist into my abs "Ughh that all?" I grunt but you begin bashing your way into my abs more "Ugh...Ughh..Uhh!" the this next couple weaken me enough that I begin too struggle too keep a tight hold on your head

I smirk a tiny bit as you ask me if that first punch was all I got. Oh boy, we're just getting started you and I. I continue the bashing of your side as my fist hits roughly the same area again and again, and suddenly you're not so tough as you wanted me to believe. I can feel your hold weakening but I'm not satisfied with that, I want it completely broken. "Oh yeah tough guy? You want it harder? My pleasure kid" I twist more to face you and aim my fist higher, going for a strong hit to the solar plexus as my final shot to really give you something to struggle with.

"When is the harder gonna start just baby punches so far" I grunt back as you twist more and get around too face me with your fist now higher you rain down much harder punches onto my solar plexus "UGH...UHHH....UGHH!!" I grunt and groan at each strike you give me until my legs finally unlock from around you and I attempt too roll my myself away from you over too the ropes of the ring, my hand rubbing over my reddish looking abs

Your legs finally break apart and release my neck when I've punished your core enough and reddened up those amateur abs. You roll away from me and try to get to the ropes, but there's no way I'm letting you run. "Where the hell you think you're going?" I laugh as my hand clamps down on the back of your ankle and I give you harsh yank to pull you away from the ropes. I make sure we're roughly in the center of the ring before I hike your ankle up towards my armpit in a single leg boston crab. My boot comes to rest on the back of your neck as I work the leg over in the submission hold, and my free arm pops up in a cheeky flex. "Tell me more about how you're kicking my ass now bro" I taunt as I take control of the match from you.

"Ahh!" you grasp my ankles and yank me back too you and away from the ropes, forced back into the centre with you as you pull my leg up into your pit as your boot rest down on the back of my neck while you stretch my leg over into a single leg boston crab "UUGGHHHH!!" I scream in pain seeing your weight over the back of my neck and my leg and back stretched, my head tilting back too see you flexing your free arm over me "You wait bro be back on top in no time!!" I scream as my free leg attempt too push against the canvas trying too push my body up from under you

I grin to myself as you keep trying to act real tough about it, but the shouts and screams you're making are ruining any cred you're trying to build. "Back on top huh? You gonna be back on top of me? Hah, you can't even escape my first hold kid" I taunt you as I grind the heel of my boot onto your neck to make some friction burn-like feeling. My free hand gives the front of your thigh a nice smack as I then start clawing the shit outta your trapped knee to increase the pain of the move.

"Yeah back on top of you bro!" I grunt back too you "Uhhh!" I groan louder as your heel press into my neck burns like hell as your hand slap my thigh and you claw into my muscle "UGGHHH FUCKK!!" I scream need too escape this I think too myself as I growl loudly and push up harder on my knee as my elbow press on the canvas attempting too fling my body upward and throw my free legs heel over into your head trying too give you hard knock too the skull too try knock you off me

All that shouting I'm making you do really is amusing to hear and I'm loving the way your body is writhing in pain trying to cope. I shout out myself as I pull harder on that leg elevating more of your body off the mat and lean back a little to increase the painful angle on your spine. At the same time you change a little strategy of your own as you fling your free leg in a desperate attempt to free yourself. Luck seems to favor you in the moment as the side of your boot clips the back of my head sending blinding pain through my skull. I drop your leg as I stumble off to the side and lean into the ropes, hissing in pain and rubbing furiously at the back of my head. I shake my head out a few times trying to clear the intense stinging and slight ringing of the ears.

I breath out heavily as I caught you on the head with my heel getting myself free as I shake my legs out a little and push along too my feet seeing you leaning on the ropes trying to shake out the ring of the blow too the head. I grab your shoulder and spin you around as I grab your arm and duck under it too snake my arm tightly around your neck as I flex my bicep firm around your head "Enough play time...back on top for me and too the bottom with you" I then jump up and drop to a single extend knee, aiming too hammer your face down over my knee

To your credit you're pretty quick to recover and you pounce on me quickly to take advantage of the opening while you can. You grab onto my shoulder and whip me around in a circle. I snarl at the contact and fling my arm out hard trying to slam into your chest with a clothesline. You duck under the attack and the lack of expected contact leaves me off balance a little, so you have time to gain control of the side of my head. You then jump up and slam down trying to hammer me face-first into your knee. My hand slaps into your back as I give you a hard shove while we're heading downwards trying to push you out of position and avoid the brutal knee to the face if I can.

I'm pulling your head down too slam it over my knee though you manage too shove me hard as were going down causing us too drift apart and I miss connecting your face with my knee as I crash on the canvas and roll along and climb back too my feet "Scared Marco?" I taunt as I rush at you and throw a harsh right euro uppercut at your chin attempting too smack your head back hard as your coming back up too your feet

I manage to narrowly avoid some big damage by the last second shove and land on my hands and knees. I let out a small sigh of relief and begin pushing back to my feet, and your advance is relentless as I already see you coming at me. A huge fist is swinging my way and I jerk my head back to avoid it, but find my back hitting the ropes and bouncing me towards you. Your arm clips the side of my jaw and makes my head knock to the side while the momentum from the ropes has me collide head-on with you as I let out a disoriented groan.

You jerk your head back too avoid my euro uppercut but you don't notice the ropes are close behind you and you bounce into them when my arm clips you in the side of your jaw making you collide into me as I grab behind your head and push you back on the ropes as I bounce back toward the opposite facing ropes using them too slingshot myself straight back into you as I twist too the side too bash my shoulder into your body with a shoulder block

You grab my head for control and release me so that momentum bounces me into the ropes once more. Arms go flying at my sides trying to keep standing while my feet tumble beneath me in sloppy steps. My visions hazy as I feel myself bouncing once more and you meet me again this time with your shoulder straight into my core. BOOM! The sound of skin on skin echoes as your shoulder block knocks me off my feet and I go down hard on my back. "Erghhh" I groan out in pain as it feels like being hit by a truck. My chest heaves in and out as I try to get some deep gulps of air to help fuel my recovery while slowly rolling onto my side while rubbing at the center of my chest.

"How you doing down there buddy?" I ask in a mocking tone of voice as your rolling on your side holding and rubbing your broad chest "Not struggling with little old me are you?" I laugh as I grab your right and left wrist and roughly drag you along too your knees before stomping harshly my boot into your upper spine near the base of your neck, I squeeze your wrist and yank those arm back as I push my boot forward too create some painful strain between your arms and shoulders joints

You grab onto both my wrists and slowly draw them behind my back as you force me up onto my knees. I grunt a little as my vision starts to clear and my arms begin to flex as I start to power up and resist your grip. Your boot thuds into my spine roughly and makes me arch up as my chest thrusts out on reflex. "RGhhhh! You little....prick...!" I growl out in pain as you start pushing your boot and tugging on my arms trying to pull my upper body apart. My chest heaves in and out as I suck in air through gritted teeth and try to use the power in my trapped arms to break free of this punk's hold! "Just...wait...bro!....Gonna really....kick your ass...rghhh....now!"

"Oh yeah bro?...let you manage that when I stretch you out like a rubber band" I laugh as your chest heave in and out, your arms tugging trying too power your way out of the hold as I growl and squeeze your wrist harder and push my sole deeper into your spine attempt too wrench those arm further back too take up the intensity of the hold "Come on Marco flex that muscle...let see you break out of this" I taunt and tease grinning as I try too keep you stretch out in pain like this

Your taunts make my temper rise by the second as you keep me stretched out on my knees in front of you. My torso shakes side to side as I try to focus on each side one at a time to loosen your grip up. It feels like your boot is leaving an imprint on my neck with how tightly its pressing into me. My nostrils flare out as I shout out in effort trying to use these bigger biceps to prove you wrong and power my way out of this. "Hrggggh!" Face going slightly reddish pink from the effort meanwhile my shoulders and neck strain with the physical toll of the hold plus my efforts to break free.

"What's the matter muscles not working" I taunt further looking pushing your buttons as you struggle too break free and putting so much effort in too as I get an idea as your putting all this effort into breaking free I simply release your arms letting your own momentum cause you too go stumble forwards as I quickly follow behind and slap my hands down on your shoulders and jump up too slam my knees into your spine whilst my body drops down too the canvas too inpale your back over my knee with a backstabber

Marco Thunder 

One moment I'm fiercely fighting to break my arms free from you and the next you've let causing me to lunge forward and nearly slam my face onto the mat with all the suddenly unopposed force. Luckily I manage to catch myself on my hands to prevent from faceplanting. I take a second to shake and roll my shoulders out, and that bit of rest bites me in the ass as before I can get up your hands slap down onto my delts and you pull back. Your knees slam into my spine as I go up and then come down hard over your knee for a backbreaker variation. I shout out in pain as I arch up onto my side while my hand clutches at the sudden new ache in my back.

I quickly stand up and flex my bicep cheekily over you before kicking my foot into your side to knock you over on your stomach as I go too drop my ass onto your back, grabbing for your arms too lift them back over my knees, trying too bring my hand around your chin too yank you back into a camel clutch in a effort too further punish your back "Hope you don't think I'm done with you bro!" I laugh

You cockily come stand over me and flex a bicep that even in my state of pain I still feel infuriated. I swing an arm and slam a fist into the side of your leg in retaliation, and get punished by a hard kick to the side that rolls me onto my chest. I quickly slam my elbow into the mat and drag myself forward reaching out for the rope to score a quick break. You slam your ass down on my back making me shout out and then grab for my biceps as you pull me over your knees. I can feel myself warm and tingling all over as sweat is starting to form as your hands slide in under my chin. "Rghhh...leggo....dammit!" I snort in frustration as I shake side to side. My boots slam into the canvas behind us as I try to slip myself free of this tiny jock's control. Cant believe this shrimp has been getting the better of me!

You hit my leg but soon get punished for it and then locked into my camel clutch as I listen too those scream which fill the ring followed with your boots kicking the canvas behind us "Yeah howl some more Marcos" I laugh my hands claw around your chin and tense my biceps pulling your chin back further too turn up the tempo on that already aching back side of yours "Come on let me hear you say that you give" I taunt a big grin on my face as that broad chest is on full display stretched out

Your fingers start to turn inwards and claw into my chin as you pull back further and add pressure to the spine you'd been attacking over and over again. "Nghhhh!" I groan out through gritted teeth trying to endure this torment. My big arms wiggle on each of your thighs as I strain to try and ease them forward to freedom, my fingers each wiggling trying to grab onto your shins to claw you back but coming up just short. "I aint...tapping....to you! Rghhh!" I grunt back defiantly, but it doesnt sound nearly as confident as I had been at the beginning of the match. Your targeted attacks on my spine have really built up and started to wear me down, unsure how much longer I can last if I can't manage to buy myself any relief. Only the thought of the humiliation of submitting to a shrimp like you keeping me from giving in.

"Yeah? then get out of this...come on muscle boy use those big muscle and get out" I taunt and tease enjoying you struggling so badly now as suddenly my hands ease slightly only because my right arm wrap around your neck with my flexing bicep pushing up against your throat as I roughly yank your head back at the throat with a monstrous rear naked choke and camel clutch combo "I mean if you won't tap then maybe I should just make you sleep instead?...what you think about that?" I laugh then growling as I flex my bicep harder trying too stretch you back even further

Your hands ease up for just a second before replacing the standard clutch with an even more brutal version with the combination sleeper. The only loss worse than tapping to you would be getting choked out by you, so I instantly go haywire trying to spend as much energy as I can to get free. I moan and cough out as my hands swing and desperately try to reach for your arms but have little hope of reaching. My boots kick and scrape the canvas trying to bounce my hips and knock you out of balance. "Hrghhh...nghhh....arghh....!" A series of increasingly pained moans come out as I struggle vainly to get some relief. I cough and wheeze a little as my thick chest thumps in and out trying to get as much air in as I can while you squeeze it right back out. Eyes getting heavy, limbs going numb, I'm starting to fade bit by bit.

"Gone bit quite there bro...getting sleepy?" I laugh enjoying dominating this muscle stud who came into this match all confident that I would be a push over for him but now I've got him ready too pass out as I keep my bicep nice and tightly tense into your throat as your limbs only sink weaker on my knees now, your resist getting weaker "Last chance too submit" I offer as I eagerly await a tap or submission seeing if you'll cave or pass out cold in my hold

Marco Thunder 

"Mrghh....fffffuck offfff" I mumble a bit slurred back at you as I keep fighting the inevitable momentum you've got going. Eyes fluttering half-lidded as my struggles get slower and more sluggish. Arms going still and only wrists twitching and fingers waggling as I lose the stamina to keep fighting. But even in such a state I still refuse to admit defeat to a short stack punk like you, my ego could never let me. And so my muscled body slowly goes limp under your control and left at the mercy of your choke.

"Suit yourself Marco" I laugh with a big grunt as I squeeze and yank back harder one last time until your body drops limp in my hold then I slowly ease up and let your neck free and shove your arms off so your body lays face down, I grab your shoulder and flip you onto your back over looking your pass out body with a grin on my face...

Plant my foot over your chest and flex both my bicep up into the air over you "Thought you were tough bro...not so much I guess" I laugh over top of you as I step off your chest taking my leave on the ring as you lay passed out in the ring

I pass out without much more fuss as you squeeze the hold tight a few moments longer and you release me with a dull thud as I fall to my chest KOed. You're able to easily flip me onto my back where I lay blissfully unaware of the huge ego upset that just occurred. You take your time to pose and flex over me with foot on the chest before you leave me behind snoozing in the ring. I'd wake up on my own a short time later with a groan and a banging headache. As the realization hits I rub my face in humiliation and beat a fist to the mat. Can't believe that little shit got the better of me here, definitely going to be gunning to get some payback now.