Sam Wrestling Ring

 

Two years ago the bavarian fighter Luke Forrest and Andy Warrior, a wrestler from Stuttgart, Swabia, met for the South German Sexfight Championship and it was the Bavarian, who took the win. Andy is craving for his rematch to make things right again and regain the title he earned. Luke is hiding for a long time, trying to keep his title but then he agrees to a rematch that is held in his home state Bavaria and in their Capital Munich. Andy agrees and travels to Munich with a lot of his loyal swabian fans to bring the title back to Stuttgart.

Luke Forrest: 

I have only good memories of Andy, because I won the Sexfight Championship against him. There was a long silence, and I thought the loser had ended his career. When the call came, I grinned and immediately said yes. I can't wait to hurt him again. I'm sure you'll be coming with a lot of your fans to Munich.

Andy Veteran: 

There is a lot of crowding in the BAVARIAN FIGHT PALACE where the match is announced. My loyal supporters try to get good places since so many bavarian guys fill the room. Spotlights on the ring... it's a no ref, no rules fights... manager will check the fight from outside and only interfere if any of the fighters is in danger of permanent injuries or death... two cameramen stand next to the ring to bring the fight on the big screens in the FIGHT PALACE and to the watching customers at home...

Since I'm the challenger, I'm called first to the ring. I make my way along the aisle, high five some of my loyal supporters and climb the ring... "Please welcome now from Stuttgart, Swabia, standing at 42 years, 6'5, 222 lbs... red trunks, black-white Adidas-Wrestling-Shoes... the famous sexfighter AAAAANNDYY WAARRRIIOOORRR...."... I double flex for the crowd and walk to my corner waiting on my opponent...

Arriving in the locker room, I slipped into my black trunks, knee pads, and shin pads. I warmed up a bit and could already hear the fans in the Fight Place chanting for you and me. The fight arena sold out in no time. The announcer introduced you as the challenger for my sexfight champion title.

I get ready and go behind the curtain, my belt hanging casually over my shoulder. Announcer: "Introducing next from Munich. He weighs 101kg and is 1.89 m tall. Please welcome our Sexfight Champion, LUUKEEE FORREEESTTT." I make my way down the aisle. My fans cheer, some pat me on the shoulder, giving me extra motivation to defeat Andy, my Swabian rival, once again. I jump onto the apron and from there over the top rope into the ring. Then I climb up the corner and pose for the crowd.

 

I watch your entrance with impatience. I can't wait to put my hands on your body, make you scream and win that champion belt you are carrying on your shoulder with you. My dick stiffens in anticipation while your bavarian fans cheer you. Luke is some rough guy. With his beard, tats and black gear he looks a bit worn down and wild, like many of these bavarian indegenous people. I stand in my corner and wait for the instructions. The fight is held as usual: Without referee in the ring, without rules and without time limit. As soon as one of the men has beaten and fucked his opponent, the match will be over... I nod to the instruction and wait for the bell.

Luke Forrest: 

I jump back onto the boards, which makes the ring wobble. Slowly, I walk towards you, looking at your smooth, muscular body and noticing the bulge in your red trunk. "Well,looks like you can't wait any longer to gettin fucked from the Champ again, Andy Wimp?" I try to provoke you. My cock also starts to grow in my black trunk as I get closer and closer to you. Our bodies touch, and I look deep into your eyes. "You Swabians are known for being thrifty... but they definitely skimped on talent with you," I continue to tease you.

We stand face to face staring in each other faces as you finish your trash talk taunting me... I stand calmed looking with dead eyes and reply: "I'm glad you dare to bring your ass in that ring to get it fucked in ways you never suffered before..." and once I've finished that... SMAACCCKKK... I kick my knee into your bulge and you double... I lock your head under my left armpit, lean forward, grab your black trunks, pull and .... BAAAMMMMM... slam you backwards on mat that the mat shakes.... DING DING DING... somebody rings the bell... I stand up, move next to you and... STOMP STOMP STOMP.... stomp the back of your head... Swabian fans cheer out loud...

Luke Forrest: 

As you answer, a grin curls across my face, but just a moment later, my eyes widen as your knee connects with my balls. I sink downwards, but you stop me and throw me hard onto the canvas with a suplex. "Aghhh," I groan, the impact flipping me onto my stomach. You don't give me time to catch my breath before you keep stomping on my head. "Arghhh! Ahh!" I raise my arms, trying to protect my head. I hear my fans booing because you launched your cowardly attack before the bell.

I grab your right arm as you try to protect your face and pull it hard stretching your arm and... BAMMMM... kick into your armpit then roll you over to your stomach, stand over you, lean down to grab both your arms, slide my hands to your wrists, put my right wrestling shoe on your back and pull your arms backward... stretching your arms while you lie on your stomach... "Enjoy Luke...!!!... Enjoy.... much more to come...!!!!"... The swabian fans explode in cheers...

You catch my right arm, I moan as you kick me in the armpit and spin me around. You manage to grab my other arm, your fingers digging into my wrists. When you place your wrestling shoe on my back and pull on my arms, it only makes the situation worse. The pressure on my spine and shoulder joints is enormous. I lift my head and let out a grunt, my feet kicking wildly on the mat. Right in front of me, I see the Swabian fan section cheering you on and taking pictures. "You'll regret this when I get out of here," I groan. I search for a way out, trying to free my arms, which isn't possible at this angle, so I swing my body from side to side as best I can, hoping you'll lose your balance.When I do that, my cock humps against the canvas and makes it grow in my black trunks.

"You like that, Luke, don't you...??... You getting so much excited by my hold fucking the canvas... Wait until you getted fucked by me...!!!", I tease you and crank your arms more... since you swing your body from one side to the other I need a way to keep you grounded... That's why I drop with my ass on your upper back and swing my legs around your raised arms and lock your arms and neck in a leglock sitting on your blades with legs wrapped around you... Now I have my hands free and grab your ears and pull them... "Man you have ears like a rabbit...!! ... Doesn't Luke look hot with these ears...??", I ask the crowd and they laugh, especially the swabian fans...

You taunt me, then sit on my back to stop my attempt to break free. Your legs wrapping around my arms. "No Nooo Aghh." Your feet cross in front of my throat, then you grab my ears and pull on them. My head lifts slightly off the mat. "Nghhh Ahhh," I moan in pain. Then you say I have ears like a rabbit. I grunt back, "And a cock like an elephant." The pain in my arms is immense, and as you and the crowd laugh at my plight, I see your wrestling shoes in front of me. I turn my head to the side and then bite down on the tip of your shoe as hard as I can. I can feel your toes between my teeth, and I clamp down like an animal.

I laugh out about your pity position and continue pulling your ears... "Hahaha... A cock like an elephant... Oh what about pulling your ears to the size of elephants... AAAAAAAAAARRRRHHH....!!!" ... as you suddenly bite in the tip of my shoe, your teeth really squeezing and hurting my toes.... "You dirty asshole...!!!"... I shout and release your ears, trying to kick my legs free and rip my foot away from your mouth... Bavarian fans laugh... DAMN... !!!.. That's a fucking illegal move and I roll off your back really yanking my foot away from you...

You scream in pain as my teeth dig into your toes. You let go of my ears. I finally let go as you try harder to free your foot. Finally, the pain in my shoulders subsides, I roll to the ropes and pull myself back to my feet. Fuck, your first moves were really tough. I shake out my arms and then target you. I sprint towards you, yank my leg up, and aim my foot directly at your face, trying to send you crashing to the mat with a big boot.

I roll to my fours and stand up still a bit limping on that bitten toe and full of anger as I see you standing up again. I turn to you and see you coming with a foot directly to my face... I duck your foot at last moment and you pass my body... I spin behind your back, wrap arms around your waist... pull hard and try to slam you backwards with a German Suplex... "Not so fast Bitch....!!"... I taunt you while I grab you with my arms...

My sole hits nothing but air as you duck. Your arms wrap around my core, I shift my center of gravity, preventing your attempt to throw me over you with a German Suplex. I send two crushing elbow strikes to the side of your head, then free myself, sliding behind you. Quickly, I slide my arms under your armpits, heave you upwards, release you only to wrap my arms around your body and then slam you onto the canvas with a deadlift German Suplex.

 

I love the German Suplex and keep my arms wrapped around your waist.... SMAACCKKK.. SMAACCKKK... "FUUUCCKK..."... as you send two crushing elbows which rattle my head and make me moan... You slip free fast and slide behind me and suddenly.. "Nooooo..."... your arms come around my body and... "Aaaaanngghh..."... I'm lifted off my feet and.... WHAAMMMM.. "Aaaarrrrgghhh...."... my head and blades hit the mat hard and my body flips over to the ropes.... The bavarian fans laugh and cheer, while the swabian fans look disappointed by that quick change of tides...

I moan and roll rubbing the back of my neck and then I roll to my fours, the ropes next to me... I grab ropes and start to pull myself slowly back to my feet, shaking my head and trying to get my bearings back...

As you groan and roll onto all fours, I'm already back on my feet. I wait until you get up with the help of the ropes, then I sprint forward, leap off with my knee bent, and attempt to ram it into your chin. If I succeed, I send a hard kick right to the side of your head.

 

My German Suplex failed badly and I fight back to my feet as Luke.... SMAAACCCKKK...!!!... "Uuunnghh..."... knocks his knee to my chin and snaps my head back... I kneel dazed from that kick as you aim your leg for a... "Nooooo..."... WHAAACCKKK... hard kick to the back of my neck and partially the side of my head... I'm fucking dazed from those shots and fall on my front.... lying prone on the mat, while the bavarian fans cheer... FUUUCCCKKK... that's not what I've planned for Luke in this fight...

My kicks find their target and you lie dazed on the mat. I straddle your back, grab both your arms, and lift them over my massive thighs. I grasp your hair and pull your head back, my left hand sliding under your chin, then my right. I interlock my fingers to complete the Camel Clutch. The Bavarian fans roar. "Well, Andy, do you like that?" I ask mockingly.

I'm dazed from that knee to the head and easy prey for that bavarian fighter. You straddle my back. I try to move slightly, but too much weakened and you.... "Aaannghh... nooo..."... pull my arms over your massive thighs... I feel your hardon pressed against my lower back... "Nooo..."... I moan and try to wiggle free but you finish that Camel Clutch and interlock your fingers under my chin... "Screw you...!!!", I hiss out in anger as you lock me in that hold...

You protest, but you can't prevent the camel clutch. I haven't forgotten what you did at the beginning of the match. "Payback, Andy," I hiss, my index finger sliding to the corners of your mouth, and then I pull your mouth apart wider and wider into a fishhook camel. "Smile nicely, Andy," I growl. The cameraman leans onto the apron; on the video screen, everyone sees a close-up of me tearing your mouth apart. My fans laugh and they chanting "LUKE LUKE LUKE". My hard cock presses into your back as I begin to slowly rock back and forth. I enjoy having this sexy guy under my control every single time.

                         

"Gaaarrgghh...!!!"... I moan as you put your fingers in my mouth and spread my cheeks with a dirty fishhook move.... The cameraman brings that sensation on the screens in high resolution. That's brutal..!!! ... Your fans laugh while you torture me and disfigure my face in a silly grimace... But that's not the worst...!!! ... Worse, I feel your raging hardon pressing into my back... DAMN... Luke gets rockhard torturing me like this.

Your moans make my cock throb. I bend you a little further, lean forward slightly, and look directly into your frozen eyes. My fingers pull your mouth open as far as it go. "You have such a beautiful smile, Andy," I mock you. I hold you like that for a bit longer, then my right hand fingers wander to your nose. With two fingers, I pull your head up by your nostrils.

It's brutal...!!! ... Luke stretches my face cheeks to the max and I try to bring my hands upwards to grab his arms but he traps me good in the Camel Clutch and before I can do anything... "Aaaaaaarrrrgghh....!!!"... Luke slides his fingers in my nose and pulls my head back with his fingers hooked in my nostrils... the pain is stunning... I can't do anything but bring my head back as far as possible forced by your dirty move...

I gaze with pleasure at your contorted face. My fans cheer me on loudly. I hope the Camel made your arms and back a bit sore , because I decide to let you go and drop you to the floor. I stand up, grab your gear with one hand, and roughly pull it between your buttocks. My other hand grabs a fistful of your hair. I force you back to your feet. My hand slides between your legs, my fingers cupping your bulge. I squat slightly and try to load you across my shoulders. If I succeed, I stand up. My other hand moves from your hair to your mouth. I forcefully shove my fingers into your mouth, hook them onto your upper teeth, and then bend you over my shoulders in the torture rack.

I moan out loud and stretch my back after you release the Camel... my spine feeling sore from the move... "Aaarrrgghh..."... but you give me no time to recover and humiliate me with a wedgie before you try to pick me up by hair and bulge... I smash my elbows back to prevent it but... "Aaaaaaarrrrgghh..."... Luke makes it to hoist me over his shoulders like a weightlifter... I wiggle and kick feet and legs to make it uncomfortable for you but you succeed and... "Gaaarrrgghh..."... your hand hooks my upper jaw and yanking my head like this you bend me in U-shape on your shoulders... "Aaaaaarrrrggghhh....!!!"... I moan and suffer and drool from my mouth over your hand...

You struggle and moan, and then I notice saliva running down my hand. A grin curls across my lips. I bend your body a little further, my hand pulling your trunk under your balls. "It's so much nicer when the roaring crowd can see your hard manhood too," I roar. Then I jump slightly off the mat to let your back bounce painfully on my shoulders. I repeat this two more times and march a lap around the ring to show you off to the fans in the best possible way. Meanwhile, my cock continues to throb inside my trunk, sending some precum inside.

Luke works and tortures me a lot in his rack and shows me off especially to the many bavarian fans... it's so digusting that I can't prevent drooling and dripping saliva... People shout and laugh... but as you hook my trunks under my balls and let my cock bob free, it's definitely too much...!!! ... I'm fucking pissed in anger and reach my hand for your face... you bounce up and down what makes it difficult for me to reach my goal... but I'm going to rake your eyes to stop your brutal onslaught...

As I bounce you up and down on my back, I see your arm flailing around. "Ah, you're waving to the fans, Andy..." I realize too late what you're about to do. "Gaaarhhh Nnnnghh!" I scream as you rake my eyes. The stabbing pain makes me let go of you and throw you off my shoulders. My vision is blurry; I rub my eyes, seeing the ropes only vaguely, and wobble slowly towards the corner of the ring. My back is leaning against the turnbuckle as I continue trying to clear my vision.

My eye rake works and I drop to my back.... BAAMMMM... I don't regret the eye rake since you pulled my face cheeks and nose so badly...!!! ... I try to eat the pain and struggle to my feet as you stumble to the corner and lean against the turnbuckle... My turn..!!! ... I run and jump off going for a dropkick against your chest to smash you into the corner infront your fans...

Luke Forrest: 

I'm standing a little way from the turnbuckle, still trying to get my vision back. I hear a few fans shouting warnings, "Luke, watch out!" but all I can feel is the ring floor moving. Then I see you, a shadowy figure, coming towards me. The next thing I know, the soles of your wrestling shoes are slamming into my chest. My back is catapulted brutally against the turnbuckle. I let out a scream, "UNGHHH NNNGHH AHHH!" The ring shakes, and a moment later I collapse and fall to my knees.

Andy Veteran: 

I love that... You look so obedient when you kneel infront of me... But I don't waste time and don't let you recover... I grab your head and pull you up to your feet, I turn my back to your chest and pull your chin on my shoulder and with a sharp and fast move forward I snap mare your body over me and with your ass sitting right on the mat infront of me... the ring shakes with the impact... my fans holler and cheer... my hands move to your arms and pull them back while my left knee digs in your back stretching you out in that hold... "You love it Luke... don't you....???"...

Luke Forrest: 

You force me back to my feet and then throw me over you. I land on my ass on the canvas. Then you grab my wrists and pull them back. Next, your knee digs into my spine. "Aghhhh," I grunt. My vision is still a little blurry, but it's slowly gettin back. I growl when you ask me if I love it. I curl my toes to absorb the pain and searching for a way out.

Andy Veteran: 

I love that way how your toes curl and your legs shake... I stretch you out good in that hold... "You're getting excited, aren't you, Luke...??", I ask you and my fans laugh about that... I twist your arms as I pull them back hard and my knee digs in your back... "Maybe we try something different...", I say and release your arms, then I grab your chin with both hands, dig my knee hard in your upper spine and pull your head back... "I hope you like this Luke...."...

Luke Forrest: 

I think you're speaking about my hard cock twitching in my black trunk as you taunt me. I bare my teeth and shake my head. Then you change your hold and your paws close around my chin, bending my head back. I grunt "GGAAHH AGHH." Your knee digs harder than ever against my spine, and now I'm forced to look at you. The way you grin and enjoy keeping the champ in this position. Another gush of precum spurts into my trunk, and I'm sure a glistening stain is forming. My legs are quivering, and I stomp on the boards with my bare sole. The fingers of my left hand tug at your hand. I search for a way out, my right hand searching for your right wrestling shoe. When I find it, I clench my right fist and try to slam it against your foot as hard as I can.

Andy Veteran: 

I wink at my fans as I stretch you out in that hold and don't see your fist hitting on my foot... "You bastard...!!!"... I hiss out and release the hold... I jump back to my feet with you sitting still infront of me... I don't waste time but leap up and deliver a short dropkick to the back of your head, that sends your face nearly on canvas between your spread legs... "Don't dare this again..."... I threaten and move infront of you, grab your right wrist and pull you up to your feet and whip you into the corner... then I follow and approach going to throw an uppercut to your chin while you stand with your back against the buckles...

Luke Forrest: 

It works, you let go of me, I take a deep breath. WHAMM, then your feet hit me on the back of the head, I yelp hold my head, you come in front of me, yank me up and hurl me into the corner of the ring. NGHHAAA AHHH I scream as my back slams hard against the turnbuckle. My arms are over the top rope, keeping me from falling onto the mat. With a face contorted in pain, I look at you as you follow me.a second before your uppercut connect I drop onto my ass and then send a low blow straight into your balls.

Andy Veteran: 

I like how you hang with arms spread over top ropes in the corner and pull my arm back for a huge uppercut to your.... DAMN... as you drop on your ass and I hit nothing but... "Aaaaiiiieeaahhh...!!!"... my eyes bulge out and I let out a loud scream as your arm connects with my balls and splits my nutsac into two bags... "You dirty bastard...!!!"... I moan and turn away cupping my beaten balls with both my hands...

Luke Forrest: 

You grasp your testicles with both hands, I grab your ankles and with a powerful tug I rip your legs off the mat and let you slam face-first into the canvas. I roll out of the ring and drag you by your feet to the apron. There I bend your right foot over the bottom rope and hook it. Next, I do your left leg, which I then slide into your gear, securing you in the ropes. I roll back into the ring and place my foot on the side of your face. My fans cheer as I turn the tables again."The Champ is back Andy" i growl

                        

Andy Veteran: 

My mouth dropped open I'm still cupping my beaten balls as suddenly I feel your hand around my ankles but before I'm able to do anything you ripped my feet off mat and... BAMMMM... FUUCKKK... I hit mat face first unable to cushion the impact... I moan out loud, dragged backwards and you hook my legs around the bottom rope... "Nooooo..."... then you grab my undie and yank it up securing my feet with my gear... my ass exposed and your fans laugh... "Hahahaha... sexy ass has that bitch...!!!"... FUUUCCKKK... I blush and shake as suddenly your feet appear next to my face... "The Champ is back Andy"... DAMN...

Luke Forrest: 

I see you blush and your gaze is fixed on my feet, an idea strikes me. I lean towards you, grab both your wrists, and sit directly in front of you. Next, I place my soles on your shoulders and lean back to stretch your arms. I repeatedly tug hard on your arms, my feet pressing against your shoulders. "Should we dislocate your shoulders, Andy?" ......."NO, of course we won't," I say with a broad grin. Before you can answer, I place my dirty sweaty bare soles on your face and continue pulling on your arms. Your fans look a bit angry; some are cheering you on. Quite unlike my fans, who are laughing at you. I can also see some rubbing their bulges.

Andy Veteran: 

My eyes widen in shock as you ask me about dislocating my shoulders and I moan in pain while you tug hard my arms really stretching me out between the rope and your arms... your fans cheer and like that turn in the fight... I open my mouth to shout and taunt you as you suddenly... "Haammppffff..."... press your dirty bare soles directly on my face and mouth and humiliate me... I turn and twist my face trying to get your dirty feet off... "You dirty fucker...!!!"...

Luke Forrest: 

You try to twist your head to shake off my feet, but I press them so hard against your face that you have no chance. Then I let my soles slide down until my toes are level with your mouth. I forcefully shove my big toes into your mouth and then pry your mouth open with a toe fish hook. The crowd roars and laughs at the sight of you, the cameraman zooms in so everyone has a perfect view. "Aww, that Swabian has such an adorable smile," I taunt you.

Andy Veteran: 

FUUUUCCCKKK...!!!... My eyes widen in horror and my bulge throbs against the mat as you shove your big toes in my mouth like thumbs and spread my mouth open with your toes... "Yeah fuck, look at that bitch...!!!", your fans laugh and roar... the cameraman catches my horrified face and brings it in high resolution on the big screens... My eyes water by that brutal humiliation. Luke manhandles me in such a dirty way.

Luke Forrest: 

I can see the horror in your watery eyes, I lock eyes with you and enjoy your humiliation with a wide grin. "I'm sure your cock is rock hard, Andy," I say maliciously and laugh. Your saliva mixes with the sweaty taste of my toes. Then I let go of your arms, stand up, sprint into the ropes, bounce back, taking the full energy of the ropes with me. My foot snaps back, I aim straight for your face to hit you with a brutal soccer kick.

Andy Veteran: 

I sigh in deep relief as you let go my arms and my hands reach for my mouth to wipe that saliva away from my lips and chin. I see you running away probably cause you know what you have to suffer for that dirty... DAMN...!!! ... As you suddenly bounce off ropes and come with high speed at me and... SMAAAAACCCKKK... I shoot like a missile off the ring and drop down the apron on floor my legs sliding off ropes... head ringing in pain... I hear some fans shout... but don't really know where I am...

Luke Forrest: 

The force of the soccer kick sends you tumbling out of the ring. Now I've got a taste for blood and I won't give you any time to recover. I follow you out of the ring, grab a fistful of your hair, and shove your head between my massive thighs, my arms wrapping around your core like clamps. With a loud ROAR, I lift you vertically into the piledriver position. I'm sure there's a stain on your red gear. Beneath your head is nothing but the bare concrete floor. The fans start going wild, cheering me on while your Swabians stare at us in disbelief. Then I drop onto my ass and slam your skull into the hard ground WHAAAAM.

Andy Veteran: 

I drop on the rough concrete floor... they don't have mats surrounding the ring in that cheap bavarian fight place... I moan in pain and rub my elbows as you suddenly stand next to me and... "Aaaarrrhhh..."... grab my hair... "Nooo... nooo..."... I push hands against your knees and try to prevent... "Gaaarrrghh..."... as you lock my neck between your massive thighs... Now I'm really in trouble and leak some precum in my trunks... then I'm lifted upside down... "Noooooo..."... Your fans go wild... under me only the bare concrete... WHAAAAMMMM... DAMN... as you slam me into the floor... the pain shoots through my body... then I'm in a daze...

Luke Forrest: 

You can hear the dull thud of your head hitting the ground, your dazed body lying on the cold concrete. I roll to the side, get on my knees, grab your hair and waistband, stand up, and hoist you onto the apron, pushing you back under the rope into the ring. I follow you and then strip off your pre cum soaked trunk. I wrap my arms around your body, lift you up, and let you slide headfirst down my body. I pull my trunk forward so your head can slide inside. "I hope you like the smell of a champion," I shout. My cock shoot another load of pre cum.Your cock is right in front of my mouth; I practically suck it in and start sucking you. I raise one arm and give a thumbs-down, then drop to my knees and slam your head onto the boards with a Tombstone piledriver.

                        

Andy Veteran: 

I'm still in a daze as you roll me back in ring. My head aching, my vision blurry. You strip my trunks and my half erected dick throbs infront my pubes. You hoist me up again preparing myself for another piledriver. Blood rushes down to my head as you suddenly shove my head into your trunks..!!!.. FUUCCCKKK..!!!! ... My face flat pressed against your raging boner. First you used my trunks to fix my crossed legs around the rope. Now you use your trunk to fix my head against your package. I moan by the smell of your greedy dick. Then I feel your lips sucking my own dick... OOMMGG... what a dirty feeling. My dick grows in your mouth and I fear.... BAAAAMMMMMMMM... nothing... my neck compressed... pain flashes through my spine... I'm pretty battered and done....

Luke Forrest: 

You look pretty stunned lying there on the canvas. Now I've got you exactly where I want you. I grab your wrists and drag you across the mat to the ring apron. Your cock has left a shiny trail on the mat, which makes me smile. But back to business, I didn't choose this side of the ring by chance, but for a specific reason: to show your pathetic fans what a loser you are. Your face is resting on the apron, I take your arms and hook them over the bottom rope, next I cross your legs and then lift them off the mat, bending them over the middle rope

 

Andy Veteran: 

I'm pretty much out cold... I don't notice how you drag me to the ropes, shove my head on apron, hook my arms over bottom rope and then you lift my legs and bend them over middle rope... I feel some pain in my back and open my eyes slightly... infront of me many bavarian fans laugh and applaud... I'm not sure why... but I realize the sad faces of my fans... you still pull my legs... I can't move... DAMN... What happened... ???...

Luke Forrest: 

I press my body against your thighs to hold you in position, bending between the ropes. My hands wander under your chin, and I begin to pull your head upwards to bend you even more brutally, my fingers spreading your mouth wide open. On the large video screen, you can also see a shot from behind, your erect cock pointing downwards, and a rope pre cum, making its way down onto the canvas. The crowd roars and jeers, filming the dismantling of the Swabian challenger. "I'm going to tear you to pieces, you damned loser..." I yell at you, my cock throbbing in my black trunk.

 

Andy Veteran: 

"AAAAAAARRRRGGHH.... NOOOOO...!!!"... I scream loud as you grab my hair and then my chin and pull my head off the canvas and arch my body in a tight roll up around the bottom and middle ropes with my legs crossed... it's all hurting fucking badly... I want to tap immediately but my arms are blocked over bottom rope and I can't reach anything... I try to shout my submission, but your fingers tear my mouth open... I drool on mat... eyes stare in horror... the ref comes close.... "Did you say anything...???".... "FIIIIFFFF.... AAIII FIIIFFFF..."...

Luke Forrest: 

You try to scream, but you're barely audible. Laughter erupts, the referee asks if you said something... again, something unintelligible comes out of your spreaded mouth. The referee looks at me. "I didn't understand anything either, maybe he wants to be fucked by all the Bavarians here," I say, shrugging my shoulders. "Andy, you need to speak clearly about what you want from us," I humiliate you. I bend your feet further and further towards your head. "Do you think we can make your soles touch your head?" I say, laughing, and now I spread your mouth wide with all my fingers. Saliva dribbles from your mouth and drips onto the apron and concrete floor.

Andy Veteran: 

I've never been in such a brutal hold before... My tall 6 feet and 5 inch rolled up like a Cinnamon roll around the bottom and middle rope... the ref stands next to me and tries to understand what I want say but I can't speak clearly with my mouth spread by Luke's fingers... I drool on mat... Luke asks mockingly if it is possible to bring my soles and head togehter... Luke looks at the ref... the ref nods... "GAAAAHHHH...!!!"... I moan fucking loud as you pull my head viciously back... I fear my spine bursts... there is a sickening crack noise in my back bones as you crank and roll me more until I feel the rubber sole of my boots touching my hair...

Luke Forrest: 

You groan as if to protest when I ask if the soles of your wrestling shoes can touch the back of your head. "FUCK DAMN," I exclaim as the rubber sole touches your head, your head bent back so far that my face is directly above yours. I can see the panic in your eyes. Next, I gather my saliva in my mouth, purse my lips, and let my spit drip into your mouth. The crowd goes completely crazy; the noise is deafening. Some are moaning as they jerk off their fuck-tools. "Andy, I think you know what to do now," I say. ..."Ref hold the mic in front of his mouth" is yell. My fingers relax slightly around your mouth to allow you to submit. "Don't do anything wrong, or I'll break your spine," I shout in a serious voice, bending you just an inch further to show you I'm not joking.

Andy Veteran: 

As your saliva drips in my mouth and throat tears leave my eyes and run down my cheeks... I'm totally done, roughed up and humiliated... bavarian fans go nuts... "you know what to do now".... the ref takes a mic to understand my words better... you release the fishhook hold to let me speak better.... "III GIVEEE... III GIVEE... PLEEAASEE STOPP THAT... III GIVEEE..."... I moan out loud and it's clearly heard over the speakers... my swabian fans let their faces drop in their hands, fucking disappointed....

Luke Forrest: 

It only takes a blink of an eye until you scream out your submission, my cock throbs wildly and spews pre-cum again, but I'm not satisfied yet. "Say that I'm the best and that you want to feel my cock inside you." I want to humiliate you further and keep you mercilessly trapped in this hold.

Andy Veteran: 

Your fans laugh and applaud as you command me to praise you... I bite my lips not ready to admit that but you pull and crank my head again and the pain radiates from my back through my spine and legs in an unbearable way... "Okay, okay... Stopppp that.... You.... Aaarrrrgghhh... You are the Best...!!!... Aaarrrrghhhh... Please fuck me....!!!!"... the cameraman zooms into my face and my screams are sent to the big screens in the hall...

Luke Forrest: 

I love it when you suffer, your screams, your begging to be fucked. How could I resist this plea? I let go of your head, my hand strokes your curved back until I reach your ass cheeks, I slap them a few times, I ease the pressure on your legs a little, spread your cheeks apart with one hand, my fingers rub over your hole and then I force two of them into your hungry hole. I push them all the way in and twirl them around inside you. The fans chant "FUCK HIM FUCK HIM." I nod to them, pull my fingers out of you. I let your legs fall onto the mat, untie your shoelaces and take off your wrestling shoes. Next, I strip off your socks. Your arms are still hanging over the bottom rope. I kneel on your back, lean towards you with one of your socks in my hand, and shove it rudely into your mouth, grinning. and flex my biceps for some nice souvenir pics.

Andy Veteran: 

It feels like in paradise as my legs drop on mat and my spine straightens a little ... it makes me forget that dirty finger fuck twirling two of your fingers in my hole to the chants of your fans... you take my shoes and socks off while I gasp for air and let my back relax as you suddenly... "GGMMPPFFF..."... shove one of my sweaty socks in my mouth... my eyes widen... I'm forced to breathe through my nostrils....

Luke Forrest: 

I let my trunks slide down, my rock-hard cock slapping against my abs. I free you from the ropes and drag you by your hair into the center of the ring. I force you to your knees and slap your face. "The same result as always, you pathetic loser." My cock bobs up and down, I grab your hair again. "Kiss and lick my feet clean," I demand.

Andy Veteran: 

Your fans laugh loud as you order me to kiss and lick your feet... I can't do that with that sock in my mouth... I look up to you, if I'm allowed to pull that sock off... you don't shout me as I grab that sock and pull it slowly off my mouth... I take a deep breath and suck fresh air... then I lean down and kiss your feet... it's awful... you lift your toes and I lick them... DAMN... losing the fight is brutal... but kissing and licking your feet much more...

Luke Forrest: 

You lean forward and begin kissing my feet and licking my toes. "You're doing this, like an expert, Andy," I say, laughing. When I've had enough, I forcefully shove all my toes deep into your mouth. I wiggle my toes, the gagging sounds unmistakable. When my foot is covered in your saliva, I pull it out. I stomp on your back so you're lying flat on the mat. I spread your legs, grab your cock, and pull it back between your legs. Next, I sit down, my right foot rubbing along your crack, pushing in first my big toe, then another. At the same time, my left foot rubs over your hard manhood.

Andy Veteran: 

"OH MY DEAR.... Please nooooo... nooooo....!!!", I beg as you force your big toe in my hole and rub with your left foot along my manhood... that feeling drives me crazy... "Nooooo Luke... please, don't do this... claim your prize and fuck me..."... I moan, begging you end that humiliation and to finish the match with your fuck... Bavarian fans knead their bulges... some grab their dicks and stroke to that action... I moan in pain and pleasure...

Luke Forrest: 

You're begging me to stop and fuck you. Your pleas bring a smile to my face. "Your moans say otherwise," I say, pushing my foot further inside you, wiggling my toes. "Oops," my left big toe rubs over your V-spot. I can also see a few Swabians busily jerking off.

Andy Veteran: 

I moan like a cow as your toes toy with my hole ... but most disappointing are some of my former fans who jerk off to that what happens right now... DAMN... my eyes rotate like the pictures in a gambling machine... I'm fucking aroused, sweating and drooling...

Luke Forrest: 

You moan and I know you love it. My cock throbs like crazy, then I pull my toes out of your hole. I stand up, grab your hair, and drag you to the ropes. I bend your torso and push it between the top and middle ropes, hooking your arms to the top rope. I spread your legs to the sides, rub my cock in your crack, and lean sweaty body on your back. You can feel my breath as I whisper in your ear, "Now I'm going to fuck my favorite Swabian." Without warning, I ram my cock deep inside you.

Andy Veteran: 

I moan in relief as you pull your toes back from my hole... but I can't enjoy that moment for long.... you grab my hair and drag me to the ropes... your fans on that side laugh and applaud as you bend me over middle rope and lock my arms with the top rope... "Nooooo..."... I moan low... but too late... you spread my legs and then I feel your cock rubbing in my crack... it's over... no chance to... "Aaaaannngghh..."... as you ram your thick dick in my hole full length until to the base...

Luke Forrest: 

I start bouncing back and forth, thrusting my thick cock into you, picking up the speed, thrusting harder and harder without restraint, my head hammering against your prostate. "MMHHHH AHHHH," I moan with pleasure. My balls slap against your ass My body glistens with sweat. The crowd films, takes photos, and many of the fans are jerking off. The scent of pure testosterone, sweat, and cum fills the air.

Andy Veteran: 

And then it happens again... DAMN... I was so much prepared for that rematch... I wanted to regain the title and to beat Luke in this fight and now.... "Uuuuunngghhh..."... your dick hammers my prostrate, I shake tied between the ropes and drool on apron right infront of me... many of the bavarian fans let their dicks smack through their fists jacking off to the show...

Luke Forrest: 

It always feels divine to fuck my defeated opponents. First they talk big, and then they end up moaning, stuffed like a Christmas goose. I increase the speed again, my manhood pounding you without mercy. It's almost as if I want to rerange your guts. Sweat drips from my forehead onto you. "AGHHH AHHH FUUUCK," I moan, full of lust and pleasure. My hands wander back to your mouth, hooking my fingers in the corners of your mouth and spreading your mouth wide open again. With every intense thrust against your sweet spot, I get closer to climax. "You're such a perfect toy," I groan.

Andy Veteran: 

With my arms still tied between the ropes I can't do anything to avoid how hard you fuck me... your dick slams fast and deep in my hole... your balls slap against my buttocks... it feels so painful... then you hook your fingers again in my mouth and spread it pulling the edges of my mouth.... "GGGNNNGGHH...!!!"... my eyes bulge out and saliva drools over my lip and chin... I notice how you reach the climax... the scent of sweat fills the air... and then I feel how your body spasms ready for your mighty orgasm...

Luke Forrest: 

I don't know if you're about to cum too, but honestly, I don't care... does the loser even have the right to cum? My whole body starts to tense up, and my loud moans indicate the imminent orgasm. I thrust into you two more times as hard as I can, this drives me over the edge. My balls churn, my muscles start to tremble. "MMMMHHHH AHHH UHHHH FUUUUCK!" My cock starts to pump, and then I explode inside you. Several spurts of cum flood your fuck tunnel. My fingers are buried deep in your mouth. As the climax subsides, I breathe quickly and moan again as I thrust once more. My sensitive glans sends a shiver through my body. The crowd goes wild, chanting "LUKE LUKE LUKE!"

Andy Veteran: 

You split my ass thrusting your massive cock deep into my hole and hammering my ass like this I leak some precum, that runs down my shaft and drips on apron mixing with my saliva as you suddenly shoot your load and fill my hole with that huge amount of cum pumping it deep in my chute... I moan and collapse in the ropes kept in position by your hands hooking my mouth... bubbles of saliva run down my chin like the foam from a horse that is exhausted after a long ride... your fans applaud and chant your name... DAMN... what bad luck... what a dirty rematch...

Luke Forrest: 

Your body collapses, I pull my cock out of you. AHHH, I take my fingers away from your mouth, but I won't free you from the ropes. I grab my belt and put it around my waist, climb onto the apron between the ropes. I take a fistful of your hair, pull your head down, and then smear the cum residue from my cock all over your face. I jump off the apron and grab a mic. "You'll never have this gold around your waist, Andy, you'll always be the one getting fucked..." My fans laugh, then I continue, "Thanks to my fans who supported me perfectly as always... you won't go away empty-handed... I'm winking at you... anyone who wants to can now step into the ring and do whatever you want with Andy, he's yours," I say with a evil grin and then head for the exit and the locker room.

Andy Veteran: 

I hang slumped and cum filled in the ropes as you grab a mic and taunt me as the constant loser who never gets the belt and triumph for the german championship in sexwrestling... you thank your fans for their support and invite them to enter the ring and do whatever they want with me... a big mess begins outside the ring as many of your fans start to climb the ring and some of my remaining fans try to keep them back... the few swabian fans get driven back by the many bavarian fans and first of them rally and line up behind my ass going to fuck my hole too... I lift my head and see your back as you make your way back to the locker room... DAMN...!!! ... what a brutal loss....