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Tony_LF: Finally I have a chance to take on the LEGION champion Tommy the Trash...I've been away from the ring for a while and this is gonna be my great comeback. Enter the arena in my green, white and red trunks, barefeet, with the Italian flag on my shoulders as I'm announced: "FROM SICILY, ITALY, AT 5'87 177 lbs TONY THE ITALIAN STALLION!"...I walk toward the ring, with a cocky grin on my face, confident, taking some pics with fans before climbing into the ring

Tony_LF:

Tommy_The_Terror: Tony and I have been exchanging words lately. Actually Tony just a mouthy Italian whobthinks he is better. I have the Legion Heavyweight Championship beltbaround my waist. As I start to walk towards the ring, the fans boo me. I see the Italian flag on your shoulders as I smile. I stand 6' and weigh in at 245 pounds. wearing red teunks and red boots. The announcer could bot get ny name out cause the fans were booing loudly. I slide into the ring. Took the belt off and hand it to the ref.

Tony_LF: I drape the Italian flag on the top rope and my corner and let the ref pat me down. I lick my lips pointing at your belt. "This is gonna be a great night, Tommy Trash...you'll have the honor to assist at my wrestling comeback after weeks, to be humiliated by a real Italian man and to be the first to greet the new champion..." I grunt in my heavy Italian accent. Move to the middle of the ring and strike a double biceps pose for the roaring crowd. "Fans hate you anyway...so let's make this quick, coglione!"

Tommy_The_Terror: "There only one thing you forgetting Tony" I grab my belt from tjlhe ref and met you in the middle and slam it in your face. "It's a NHB match" The ref takes the belt as I look at you and laughing at you

Tony_LF: You came toward me in the middle of the ring, I smirk, ready to bump my pecs on yours for a face off, but you slam the metal belt on my forehead...BAM...my eyes roll back for a moment and I drop on my back, stunned already..wasn't expecting that. Fans silenced as my hairy chest moves up and down with spasms.

Tony_LF:

Tommy_The_Terror: "Ring the bell" I yelled at the ref. You laying stunned on your back. I lean over and grab your hair and bring you toba sitting position. Place ky knee in your lower back and wrap my arm under your chin and pulling back.

Tony_LF: Ref orders to ring the bell to start the match...DING DING DING...but I'm down already and when you yank my salt and pepper hair I shake my head to remove cobwebs..."Vaffanculo....cheater....uughhhhh.." I grunt as you grab under my bearded chin and pull. My face getting red, kicking the canvas with my feet as I grab your wrists with my hands, trying to force you to let me go

Tommy_The_Terror: Feel you grabbing my wrist with your hands as your feet is kicking the canvas. I lean your head back and with right hand. Ra8se my elbow up and drop the elbow at your face.

Tony_LF: "UUUUGGHHHHHH..." your elbow connecting with my forehead, dazing me even more...the bastard is playing with me, I hear fans chanting my name over and over. I desperately reach for your face behind me and rake your eyes. "I'm not done, you piece of trash!"

Tommy_The_Terror: Seen you reaching for my face as I try to dodge it. Your fans chanting your name over and over as you raked my eyes. I release you as I stand up and stumble back to a corner. Both hands on the top rope.

Tony_LF: I slowly get up, still a bit confused by the punishment received, turn and see you at the corner. "Payback time, coglione!" I reach you from behind, grab you by hair from the back of your head and slam your face on the top turnbuckle, counting every blow in Italian. "UNO...DUE....TRE...QUATTRO..."

Tommy_The_Terror: You grabbing from behind me and grab my hair. You slam my face on the top turnbuckle as you count. Your fans are counting along with you. Felt my face nailing the turnbuckle 4 times.

Tony_LF: "CINQUE...SEI...SETTE...OTTO...NOVE..." and before the last one, I kneel behind you, and slam my forearm betweens your thighs: "How those champion olives feel righ now, asshole?!" I yell in your ear

Tommy_The_Terror: I fell to my kneels as your forearm nails my bulge. I was able to roll out of the ring as I was holding and massaging my balls. Laying on the floor as I look up at you.

Tony_LF: "Need a time out Tommy Trash?!" I roll under the bottom rope to reach you, grab a can of beer from a fan "Grazie amico!" drink a sip of beer, turn to you and spit it on your dumb face.

Tommy_The_Terror: Seen you rolling out of the ring and grabbing a can of beer. You took a sip as I lift my leg up and kick you right into your stomach You spit the beer out.

Tony_LF: You stop my assault driving your red boot to my hairy abs..."UUUUUUFFFFFFFFFF..." spit beer everywhere as I drop the can and double over, holding my gut, winded..."Uuuufff....mamma mia...vaffanculo..."

Tommy_The_Terror: You double over as I start to get up. Grab that can of beer. You are holding your gut. "Payback time bitch" I slam that can of beer into your forehead. 1. 2. 3 times as I am holding your head.

Tony_LF: You grab the beer can from the floor, my head exposed as I'm holding my gut..."No cazzo noooo!" I shout but you slam the can on my forehead 3 times...beer pouring down my head and face as I drop on my knees, head spinning..."ooouugghh..."

Tommy_The_Terror: Your fans are booing me. You beg for me not to do it. Beer pouring down your head and face as you drop to your knees. I step back some and tjen send a kick staright to your face.

Tony_LF: I'm on my knees, not knowing what's happening, I hear fans booing and you take a step back, than the sole of your red boot connect with my handsome face..."UUUGH" right on my big cocky mouth...I drop on the dirty floor, barely conscious, drooling from my mouth and covered with sweat

Tommy_The_Terror: "I see The Italian can not hold their beer" You drop on the dirty floor. You are drooling from your mouth. I grab your trunks and pull you up to your feet. Send you face first into the steel post.

Tony_LF: You run your mouth taunting me while I can barely move at the moment...you grab the waistband of my precious sweaty tricoloured trunks to pull me up, giving me a wedgie and exposing my hairy ass cheeks. I try to rise my hands in front of my but you throw me into the steel post..."OOOOOOGHHH...you...bastard...UUUUGGHHHH" I moan as I get on all fours

Tommy_The_Terror: Your hairy ass cheeks are expose. Some fans took their phones out to record it. You call me a bastard as you are on all four. I sit on your back and grab your chin. Holding on like riding a bull. One hand up in the air. My boot heels are digging into your side. "Taming the Stallion" I yelled.

Tony_LF: I'm exausted, fans taking pics and recording videos of me in that pathetic situation...not the comeback I hoped for. You get cocky and sit on my back, pretending to be a cowboy riding the Italian stallion and taunting me...fans actually laughs at this. Pissed off, with my last strenght, I hook your legs with my arms as I get up and move behind smashing your back on the ring apron. "VAFFANCULO COGLIONE!"

Tommy_The_Terror: oooofffff as you grab my legs and move back toward the apron. I could not escape as my back smashing into the ring apron. I let out a loud scream of pain.

Tony_LF: I grab a handfull of your trunks and lift you with your boots and legs on the ring apron. Lock your head under my arm and drive your face to the floor outside the ring with a DDT.."Kiss the floor, bitch!"

Tommy_The_Terror: you drive my face into the floor with a DDT. I grab for my face as I lay there face first on the floor

Tony_LF: "Time to finish you off pathetic excuse for a man and a wrestler..." I adjust my trunks and grab yours, pulling them and throwing you back into the ring. I climb on the top buckle, fans chanting my name "TONY TONY TONY". I stare at you under me...make the rude "the fuck you want?!" Italian gesturePhoto not found. and spit in your direction before leaping with a frogsplash toward you

Tommy_The_Terror: I heard you say time to finish me off. You adjusting your trunks. You threw me back into the ring. I roll to the middle of the ring. My face is hurting. Your fans chanting your name. You spit at me. Nailing ne. You already on the top buckle as you leap of. Going for a frogsplash. Out f desperation I raised my knees up.

Tony_LF: You raise your knees at the last moment and they dig deep into my hairy gut squeezing the oxygen from my body..."UUUUUUUUFFFFFFF...YOU PIECE OF SHIT UUUUUFFF" I cry rolling back and forth in fetal position, holding my crushed gut with both arms

Tommy_The_Terror: You nailed my knees. Holding my kneels as you are rolling back and forth. Holding onto your crush gut with both arms. Shaking my head as I get to my feet slowly. Go to the side of the ring and grab ny belt and place it in the middle of the ring. Grabbing your head and bring you up. "You want this belt and what you just did to me" Going for hard DDT on the Championship belt.

Tony_LF: I moan on the canvas as you get your belt and place it in the middle of the ring, then you grab my head and I understand what you're planning. "No...Tommy...aspetta...wait...c'mon ti prego." begging both in Italian and english as you prepare me for the DDT...than you drive my face on the metal belt...BAM...everything gets dark as I lay face down on the belt in a puddle of my own sweat

Tony_LF:

Tommy_The_Terror: You moaning on the canvas. Begging me in English and Italian. My bulge tents when I hear you begging. You lay face down on the belt in a puddle of your sweat. I roll you over. "Damn it! you got my belt all sweaty. I grab your legs and lift them up. I am doing a reverse face sit pin. Sitting my ass on your face. Bringing your legs back as far as I can to show off your ass and bulge. The ref drops down.

Tony_LF: You talk to me but I'm out cold...you turn me on my back and sit on my face. You feel my warm breath on your ass as you hook my hairy legs and spread them, showing my growing bulge to the fans. Not moving at all while the ref counts..."ONE...TWO..."

Tommy_The_Terror: Feeling your warm breath on my ass as rub my ass on your face. Showing the fans your growing bulge. Watching the ref ad he starts to lower his hand towards the canvas.

Tony_LF: I'm KO'd under you in a puddle of my own sweat as you grind your ass on my face, holding my legs hooked and my bulge in display for the audience. The Italian stallion in dreamland and ref counts "THREE!"

Tommy_The_Terror: The ref counts THREE! I release your hairy legs. I stand up as the ref raise my hands in victory. I pull down your trunks and roll you over on your stomach. Motion to the ref. He grabs a bucket of cold water and hands it to me. I dump the bucket of cold water over your head as I release the bucket and sit my ass on your legs.

Tony_LF: Crowd is silent as your music plays and ref raises your arm in victory. You pull down my sweat soakwd Italian trunks to my ankles exposing my hard rod and roll me on my belly: my ass on display until you sit on it. The cold water wakes me up in shock..."uughhh cosa?! Chi..w..what happened?" I ask confused

Tommy_The_Terror: You wake up. Asking what happened. I lean closer to you. "I am still the Legion Heavyweight Champion!" Straighen up and with both hands slap your ass cheeks as hard asI could and thrust my cock inside you as it is leaking precum.

Tony_LF: "Uuuugghh...what? No Tommy please...wait..." I beg as you slap my solid ass and shove your wet cock inside, riding the Italian Stallion once agin. "Arrggggg nooooo stoooop!" I beg, straining my arm toward the ropes

Tommy_The_Terror: You begging for me to wait. Straining your arn toward the ropes. One hand goes down and grab your bulge and begin to stroke it. Thrusting my hips forward and back. My cock brushing up against your prostrate.

Tony_LF: As I'm begging and asking the ref to stop you, your hand grabs my hard Italian rod and you begin jerking it off. "Oooohhh nooo cazzo nooo ooohh Tommy plese" I moan in pain and pleasure while your cock dig deeper into my ass

Tommy_The_Terror: lost the room

Tommy_The_Terror: You are begging the ref to stop me. Stroking your Italian rod as my cock is leaking precum inside you. Yoy are moaning in pleasure. The ref is standing in front of your face. He looks like he wants to get invole.

Tony_LF: "NOOOOOO OOOOOGHHG REEEEF HEEELLLP!" I scream, my hairy ass on fire as my Italian cock is dripping precum on the canvas under me while you jerk it off. Ref looks at me with an evil grin in his face remove his belt, pulling down his pants and underwear.

Tommy_The_Terror: Slapping your ass cheeks hard. You continue to scream and asking the ref for help. So the ref removes his belt and pulling down his pants. I am stroking your cock faster. I act like pulling my cock out but pushing it back in.

Tony_LF: You push your cock in my ass with a strong thrust and I shout in pain "AAAAARRGGHG CAZZOOOOO" but as I spread my mouth to scream, ref pushes his cock in my big Italian mouth "mmmgghhhmmm" gagging on it as I can't hold my load anymore and my cock erupt like the Etna Volcano, shooting ropes of warm Italian cream on the canvas and on your hand.

Tommy_The_Terror: You scream and as your mouth open the ref was right there and pushes his cock into your mouth. I am still stroking your cock and thrusting my hips forward and back. Your cock erupts. Moving my hand back up.

Tony_LF: I feel empty as you take my Italian stallion load, forcing me to shoot it on the canvas under me...Barely conscious as the ref fucks my mouth and you have your way with my ass like a spit roast. "MMMMGGGHHHHH..." the ref cock's taste on my tongue, licking it like a gelato. Crowd shocked

Tommy_The_Terror: My cock explodes. Sending ropes and ropes inside you. Look at the ref and he has a smile on his face. Slapping your ass cheeks as hard as I can. Pulling my cock out and letting it drip on you.

Tony_LF: "MMMMGGHHHHHH...NNOOOMMMGGHH" I moan, spreading my eyes when you fill my ass with your seed, covering my ass cheeks and balls. Try to get on all fours while the ref grabs my grizzled hair, holding my head in position and I continue sucking his cock

Tommy_The_Terror: See you trying to get on all fours, but the ref grabs your hair and holding your head. You continue to suck his cock as I walk backwards towards the ropes. Seeing the grin on the ref's face.

Tony_LF: "MMMGGHHHHHH MMMHHGHHHHH" so degrading for the Italian Stallion...my arms flailing wildly, tapping desperately on the ref's legs as I cry in shame

Tommy_The_Terror: I stop and went back to you. I sit on your ass. Raise one hand up. Dig my heels into your side like riding a bull.

Tony_LF: "Mmmmggggg..mmmmggh" you and the ref have fun with me while I'm on alla fours sucking his cock. You ride me like a cowboy and he laugh, give you the high five and shoot his load into my mouth, filling it. I swallow the most part into my throat and the rest drips down my mouth and beard

Tommy_The_Terror: The ref and I having fun at your expense. Seen some cum dripping down your mouth. I got off of you and slap your ass as hard as I could. Walk towards the ropes.

Tony_LF: "Uuughhh..." I drop on the canvas covered with my Italian cum and roll on my back, moaning and sputtering the ref load. Spread open with my wet cock on my hairy gut, your cum in my ass and the ref cum in my mouth...demolished

Tommy_The_Terror: You roll on your back. Moaning and sputtering. I grab my cell phone. The ref and I place a foot on your chest and each did a bicep pose as I took a picture. "Need to send it to Samuel"

Tony_LF: I moan, unable to move in a puddle of mixed cum and sweat, my Italian pride destroyed as you and the ref pose with a boot on my pecs like I wad doormat and take an arrogant selfie for Samuel "uuugghhhh...merda"

Tommy_The_Terror: A evil grin was seen on my face. Walk over and grab your flag. Drag it on the canvas. Spread the flag across your sweaty body.

Tony_LF: You grab my precious Italian flag and cover my messy body with it like I was a corpse. My chest moving up and down convulslively as the flag soak the sweat and cum on my body. Fans silenced as you grin at the damage you caused

Tommy_The_Terror: Admiring the damage that I did to you. Fans are quite. The ref and I start towards the ropes. We both slid out of the ring and head towards the back.