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The underground wrestling arena is a dimly lit, cramped space, with the air thick with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and testosterone. The walls are lined with makeshift seating, where a raucous crowd of horny, sweaty men are packed in, their voices a cacophony of cheers, jeers, and catcalls. In the center, a worn-out ring stands, its ropes frayed and floor stained with the marks of countless brutal matches. A referee, a grizzled hairy man with a black and white tripe shirt, paces nervously, trying to maintain a semblance of order amidst the chaos.
Dadicus
I step out from behind the worn, red curtains, the fabric rustling as it brushes against my skin. The crowd's noise intensifies, a mix of anticipation and hunger for a spectacle. I feel the weight of their gazes, the electricity in the air. My boots echo on the concrete floor as I make my way to the ring. The neon lights flicker overhead, casting eerie shadows across my muscular frame. I'm a tall, imposing figure 6'2, my body a testament to years of rigorous training. My grey wrestling tights hug my powerful thighs, and my muscular arms are adorned with intricate tattoos that seem to dance in the dim light. My sunglasses, a sleek, black frame adorning my face. I climb through the ropes, my eyes scanning the crowd, a predatory gleam in my eyes. I know what they want... a show, a fight, a release. And I'm here to deliver, to dominate, to leave them all wanting more as I take my leather jacket and sunglasses, placing them in the corner.
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FratJockMuscle
first match in the underground, in my red square cuts and matching boots, 5'10... 165lbs of lean smooth muscle and ready to make a name for myself, as I walk out, men begin to grab at me feeling my muscles as I get to the ring and roll under the ropes and look at my opponent, easily over 6ft and 200lbs of muscle, walk to center of the ring, cocky and ready
Dadicus
I smirk... as the referee checks my gear, my eyes never leaving yours. I can feel the tension in the air, the anticipation building. "all good," the referee shouts... I take a step closer, my boots thudding heavily on the mat. I tower over you, my presence dominating the space. "Ready for a beating, boy?" I growl, my voice a low, menacing rumble. I lean in, my breath hot on your face. "You're about to learn a quick lesson" I chuckle, my tone dripping with confidence. "I'm going to enjoy every second of this."
FratJockMuscle
I look up at you "fuck you old man" as I hear the bell ring....ding ding and I lunge at you, going for a knee to your ripped abs to try and take you down first, hitting your abs is like hitting a brick wall
Dadicus
The crowd of sweaty men roars as you catch me off guard, your knee slamming into my abs with brutal force. I double over, a guttural "ugh!" escaping my lips as the impact knocks the wind out of me. The pain is sharp, but it only serves to ignite a fire within me. I straighten up, my eyes narrowing as I meet your gaze. "You will pay for that, you little fucker!" I growl, I can see the satisfaction in your eyes, I take a deep breath, the pain subsiding as adrenaline courses through my veins.
FratJockMuscle
"good me either" as I run in and jump in the air, using my speed hopefully to my advantage as I come down with elbow strike to side of your head, the crowed watching surprised that I got the first hit against you.
Dadicus
I see you charging forward, your eyes locked on me with a predatory gleam. You're coming in hot, ready to land a strike. But I'm always two steps ahead. As you close in, I time my move perfectly. With a burst of speed, I pivot and unleash a devastating clothesline, catching you mid-stride. The impact is brutal, and I feel the satisfying thud as my shoulder connects with your neck. You're sent flying, your body flipping over in a arc before crashing down to the mat with a heavy thud.
Dadicus
I take a step closer, my boots heavy on the mat. "That's just the beginning... boy," I growl, my voice a low rumble. "You thought you had me, didn't you? But I'm not so easy to take down." I circle you, my muscles coiled and ready, waiting for you to rise. This match is far from over, and I'm going to make sure you remember every second of it.
FratJockMuscle
my entire body flips in the air, no mercy as I land hard on the mat, gasping for air as I grab at my throat, never been hit so hard before your fans on their feet chanting your name as I slowly push my chest up off the mat
Dadicus
I watch as you push off the mat, your body tensing as you prepare to rise. But I'm not going to give you the chance to regain your footing. I close the distance between us and grab a handful of your hair and lift you up. You let out a grunt of pain as my hand reaches in between your legs as I scoop you up, your body lifted effortlessly by my strength. The crowd roars in approval, their voices a frenzied backdrop to the brutal display of power. With a swift, fluid motion, I toss you back to the mat, your body crashing down with a heavy thud that resonates through the ring.
FratJockMuscle
tossed like a sack of potatoes to the mat so hard it shakes and I yell out "UGHF!", holding my lower back in pain as I arch up, rubbing my back as I stare up at you, your muscles pumped up now, veins showing as I slide backwards to the ropes, reaching up for middle rope, to get up to my feet.
Dadicus
I watch as you reach for the ropes, using them for leverage to pull yourself up. Your muscles strain, and for a moment, I think you might just manage to get to your feet. But I'm not about to let you catch your breath. As you start to rise, I see my opening. With a burst of speed, I charge forward, my body low and my shoulders ready to coiled for impact. You're focused on the ropes, on gaining your footing, a prey ready for me to hunt.
FratJockMuscle
turn just in time to see you hit me with another lariat clothesline but this time flipping me up and out of the ring, flying over the top rope as I crash hard to the floor landing with a hard THUD!!, laying on my chest moaning, pain unreal as I try to focus, vision blurry and strained.
Dadicus
The crowd erupts in a frenzy of cheers and catcalls as they see you, flip from the ropes... your body crashing to the floor with a heavy thud. Some of the horny, sweaty men in the front row take the opportunity to reach out, their hands groping and grabbing at your body, taking advantage of your vulnerable position. I can hear their lewd comments and laughter, a stark reminder of the brutality and depravity of this underground arena. I seize the moment, descending from the ring into the chaos of the crowd. My eyes lock onto you, and I grab a handful of your hair, my grip tight and unyielding. "Let's see how much your head can bounce" I growl, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. I position you so that your head is just inches away from the hard, unforgiving surface of the apron. I pause for a second, savoring the moment, the power I hold over you. Then, with a swift and brutal motion, I try to slam your head down onto the apron.
FratJockMuscle
pulled up in your big hands, showing me off to the crowd as they cheer you and boo you same time, I go for a weak elbow punch but then find my face smashed into the side apron, vision blurry as I stagger back and then drop to my knees in front of the barricade, men reaching out feeling my muscles as my head spins from the impact.
Dadicus
Your head bounces off the apron with a sickening thud, your body falling back to the floor in a heap. I stand over you, a cruel smile playing on my lips as I address the crowd. "This is what you want to see!" I shout, my voice booming through the arena, inciting a frenzy of cheers and catcalls from the horny, sweaty men surrounding us. I reach down and grab you by the hair, lifting you back up with ease. My hand slides over your sweaty skin, feeling the firm muscles beneath. "Look at this fucking sexy body," I taunt, my voice dripping with mock admiration. "Made to punish," I shout to the fans, my words earning me a roar of approval. With a swift and brutal motion, I put your arms over my head, I grab you by the legs, spreading them wide open as I ram your bulge right into the steel post. The impact is brutal, and I can feel your body tense as the pain courses through you. You fall down the post, your hands instinctively clutching your groin in agony.
Dadicus
"That had to hurt," I say to the crowd, my voice laced with sarcasm and cruelty. The fans roar with laughter and cheers, their bloodlust palpable. I grab you by the head once more, lifting you up with ease before tossing you back into the ring. The referee counting us out, his voice barely audible over the cacophony of the crowd. " Six... Seven...Eight...." I climb back into the ring, my eyes locked on you as you lie prone on the mat. The crowd is a frenzied backdrop, their voices a symphony of excitement and anticipation.
FratJockMuscle
"No...NO...NNNOOOO" I plead as then my balls end up inside my abs, as you bust them into the steel pole, I fall off it and down to the mat, holding my balls, ref telling us to get back in the ring, entire group of men watching now all rock hard dicks in their pants as you manage to grab and roll me back into the ring by the count of eight, laying on my back as I gasp for air, never been worked over like this before.
Dadicus
I watch as you lay prone on the mat, your body still from the brutal impact. I seize the moment, I grab your hands, locking them behind your back with a firm grip. You grunt in protest, but I ignore your struggles, my focus solely on the task at hand. My tongue traces a path from your navel, sliding up your sweaty, chiseled abs.
The crowd roars in approval, their voices a frenzied backdrop to the intimate, brutal display. I can feel your body tense as I reach your nipple, my teeth sinking in with a bite that elicits a sharp intake of breath from you.
Dadicus
"Fuck, you taste good!" I growl, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and catcalls, their lustfullness palpable. I rub my face against your bulge, feeling the heat and hardness through your tights. "All this will be mine," I taunt, my voice laced with ownership and desire.
FratJockMuscle
my arms pinned under my body, my head spinning as your tongue trace my ripped abs, hearing the men watching whistling and your low voice echo through my body as it shakes, I try to move but cant. I feel your hands hold my wrist tighter as you bite on my nipple making my dick swell and bulge in my tiny speedo.
Dadicus
Your head’s still buzzing when I let out a low laugh, the sound vibrating against your abs as you twitch under me. “You really thought you could hide that from me?” I growl against your skin, feeling your whole body jolt at the heat of my breath. You try to move, but I’ve already got you. I seize your wrist, yank your arm free, and drag you up just enough to flip your balance. In one smooth, hungry motion, I haul you onto your knees, your head tilting back from the sudden pull. My hand slides across your chest, slow and deliberate, feeling every line of sweat and tension before I snake your head under my arm, locking you tight in a dragon sleeper.
Dadicus
“Stay right here, smell that armpit... you like my musk don't you” I murmur, tightening the hold just enough to make your breath catch. My other hand travels down your torso, exploring, claiming, gripping along your slick body until it reaches your bulge already swollen in that tiny speedo. I squeeze. Hard enough to make your back arch, your voice crack. “That’s it…Fuck you are sexy” My tongue drags over your nipple, slow and taunting, tasting the salt on your skin as your whole body shivers. And then I yank your head back, forcing your face up toward mine. No hesitation. No mercy. I crush my mouth to yours in a rough, hungry kiss, claiming your breath, your balance, my tongue claiming yours.
FratJockMuscle
feeling your big hands slide over my body as my face locked up in your pit, smelling your alpha scent as it feels up my nostrils, my hard bulge tenting and at your mercy as you demonstrate how dominating you truly are.... a true ALPHA. I can tell you are always in control and make any jock your toy, my body shaking as my hands reach up and slap at your muscle body trying to move, to resist... but cant.
Dadicus
I feel your body tense beneath me, your struggles growing more desperate as you try to break free from my grip. But I'm not about to let you go that easily. My hand wraps around your neck, my fingers squeezing with just enough pressure to make you feel my dominance. You gasp, your eyes widening as the air becomes scarce. My other hand, the one that's free, traverses your back, sliding under your red tiny speedo. The crowd roars in approval, their voices a frenzied backdrop as they watch the intimate, brutal display. I can feel your soft, sweaty ass beneath my touch, and I can't resist the urge to explore further. I insert my thumb into your most sacred place, feeling your body tense and resist. My other finger presses against your taint, adding to the overwhelming sensation.
Dadicus
You arch your back, your body exposed and vulnerable to the hungry, leering eyes of the crowd. They feast on the sight, their cheers and catcalls a symphony of depravity. I can feel your struggle, your body fighting against the intrusion, but I'm in control now. My other hand moves to your mouth and nose, covering them with a firm grip. I muffle your sounds, depriving you of air, adding to your growing desperation. The crowd roars with excitement, to the brutal display of power.
Dadicus
I stand tall, my body towering over yours as I maintain my grip. "Not so big now AH! BOY!" I taunt, my voice a low, menacing rumble. " Are you done already... yea let me feel that tight ass?" I grunt
FratJockMuscle
truly showing me who is alpha as you finger my virgin hole, showing the audience what a tight lil taint is, as you hold my head back by my chin, at your mercy as my body on display like a trophy you now own, on my knees as men in audience get rock hard dicks watching you toy with me.
Dadicus
My fingers delve deeper, exploring the tight, forbidden place, eliciting a moan from you that's muffled by my hand. "Yeah, boy... let the crowd have a fist," I growl, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. The horny crowd cheers and whistles, their excitement palpable as they watch the intimate, brutal display. My hand travels further, past your taint, and I grab your hard cock, feeling the throbbing heat in my palm. I jerk you, my grip firm and unyielding, as I keep you arched in a camel clutch. The crowd roars with approval, their voices a symphony of depravity as they feast on the sight of your vulnerable, exposed body.
Dadicus
I can feel your struggles, your body fighting against the overwhelming sensations, but I'm in control now. The crowd starting to edge themselves at the site of your body being put on display.
FratJockMuscle
being fucked by your fingers as you toy with my jock pussy , moaning louder as you bend my back more... my body on display even more as fans chanting your name, watching you do your thing to a new young rookie as you showing me the power of a real ALPHA MALE, I grab at your wrist to pull down on it as a dark red stain starts to be visible on my tiny speedo. My dick leaking pre cum from your man handling my bulge.
Dadicus
I feel your grip on my wrist as you arch your back, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of your red speedo. "Ohh no... no... no. I'm not done with you, boy," I growl, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. With a swift and fluid motion, I lift you up, twisting your body so that we are back to back. I hook your leg over my thighs, securing you in a tight, unyielding grip. Your arms are locked behind your back, your body vulnerable and exposed to the hungry eyes of the crowd. They feast on the sight, as they take in the view of your stained, tented brief, your hard cock, now fully exposed. The head of your cock picking out from the waistband of your tiny red speedo. As my fingers invade your mouth pulling on each side in a grotesque smile.
Dadicus
I parade you around the ring, my muscles coiled and ready, savoring the moment of dominance. The crowd is a frenzied backdrop of lust, hunger and anticipation. I know you're far from done, and I'm going to make sure you remember every second of this humiliation. "show them how much you really like this" I grunt
FratJockMuscle
laid out over your wide muscle back my body on full display now, my hard dick leaking precum on its own as you manhandle me showing off again your pure essence of power as my body exist now for your pleasure, moans coming from me as my back being destroyed, muffled screams of submission but they cant be heard
Dadicus
I hear your muffled screams... music to my ears... as I savor the exact moment your resistance breaks. With a sharp, controlled yank under your chin, I Jerk up and twist your body whips over mine, helpless, and I drive you into the mat with a brutal powerbomb. The thud echoes through the arena as your head and back crash against the canvas, your body bouncing like a ragdoll caught in my grasp.
Dadicus
I immediately, hook your legs tight, locking you down. The referee slides into position, hand raised. “One…” His voice booms across the arena, the crowd falling silent, tension thick in the air. “Two…”
FratJockMuscle
I hit the mat so hard my teeth feel like they will shatter as I lay their the head of my cock exposed , glistening for everyone to see. On the mat you hook my leg up... as your other big hand lands on my chest pinning me to the mat, fans jump up on their feet, turned on by your moves as you break me... I don't have the strength to pull out as I watch the the referees hand slams on the the mat floor for the count of three.
Dadicus
I hear the referee’s hand hit the mat one final time, that last “THREE!” exploding across the arena as the crowd erupts into a frenzy. Their cheers hit like a wave, wild and hungry. I lean in close, my breath hot against your ear. “Don’t think I’m done with your sexy ass, Rookie,” I growl, my voice low and dangerous. The crowd roars even louder... filthy, ecstatic, eager... each shout feeding the depravity they know is coming next.
Dadicus
With a swift motion, I pull down on my waistband, freeing my girthy, 8-inch cock. The sight of it elicits a mix of cheers and catcalls from the crowd, their hunger for a spectacle palpable. I flip you over onto your chest, your body vulnerable and exposed to my every whim. I position myself behind you, I pull down on your skimpy briefs and expose that white, tight ass. I start to press my cock on your worked-up ass. With a firm grip, I insert myself, feeling your body resist before giving way to the intrusion. I grab your arms, locking you in a full nelson as I start to ram my cock inside you, each thrust faster and harder than the last.
FratJockMuscle
I feel my body being lifted up and my arms locked in a nelson, on my knees facing the crowd and then your thick dick rams up my ass, tearing it open, you feel how tight it is as I yell out "aghh!!!...UGH!!!!" , coming to quickly as you begin to fuck me my whole being ripped by you, a true sign of male dominance as my ass becomes your tool, my body jerking with each thrust of my hole... My cock bouncing up and down for everyone to see.
Dadicus
"This is what underground wrestling looks like, BOY!" I grunt, my voice a low, dangerous rumble as I push you down, forcing your face into the sweat-and-musk-soaked mat. The crowd roars with approval, as I keep you in the hold, my weight pressing down on you, pinning you to the mat with an unyielding force. I can feel your struggles, your body fighting against the overwhelming sensation, but I'm in control now. My cock invading that virgin ass of yours.
Dadicus
I start to edge myself, my hips moving in a rhythmic, teasing motion as I bounce my wet skin against yours. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the arena, a primal, raw sound that only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment. Beads of sweat drip from my body, landing on yours, mixing with the sweat and musk of the mat, creating a slick, slippery surface. "aghhh..UGHHH... FUCK.. you feel great" I grunt as I keep thrusting slamming, trying to reach that perfect spot of yours.
FratJockMuscle
making me whimper in pain and pleasure as your dick keeps working my hole, fucking it like a pussy ass, as your dick finds my g spot... you start stabbing it over and over as you make my hard dick leak ribbons of cum into the mat floor, showing the crowd that your dick controls my ass and my smaller cock, eyes rolled back in my head as my hole gets split open, pure alpha dominance as more of my cum leaks out of my dick to the floor making my hole tighten on your big 8 inch dick.
Dadicus
I release my grip on your arms, my hands moving to grab your cheek, pulling you close so that my hot breath is on your face. "Aghhhh... mghhh... If I knew you felt this good, I would have broken you sooner," I gasp, my voice a low, strained rumble. "UGHH... fuck," I grunt as I find the sweet spot, my hips slamming against you with force as our sweaty body become one with the rhythm. "Ohh yea... that's it, boy. Let it all out," I taunt, my voice laced with dominance and cruelty as I feel your body tense and shoot ribbons of cum under us. "Soon it will be my turn to bread you like the little fucker you are."
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FratJockMuscle
Feel that big muscle dick fucking my ass with deep hard long thrust as your big hand covers my mouth making muffled sounds come from me as I lay in a big puddle of my own cum. You have fucked the cum out of me as your balls slap my ass over and over hitting my G spot relentlessly... as I know u will own me from now on and use me at your own mercy
"mghhh ...mmgh" I squirm
"mghhh ...mmgh" I squirm
Dadicus
I keep fucking that now loosened ass, feeling it grip my cock with every thrust, edging me further and further. The slick, wet sounds of our bodies colliding echo through the arena, mixing with the roar of the crowd. Each thrust brings me closer to my own limit, my muscles trembling, my breath ragged and hot. "Fuck... I'm so close," I gasp, my voice thick with desire. I pick up speed, my hips slamming against you with a primal rhythm. My hand wraps around your neck, gripping tight for better leverage, feeling your pulse race beneath my fingers. "Aghh... ughhh... ughhh," I grunt, each breath more desperate than the last. Sweat drips from my chest onto your back, our bodies slick and glistening under the dim, flickering lights.
Dadicus
I keep hitting that sweet spot, feeling your body shudder beneath me. My muscles tense, coiling tight as the pressure builds. My grip on your neck tightens. "Fuck... I'm gonna CUM!" I shout, my voice raw and primal. Hot, thick ropes of cum shoot deep inside you, filling you completely. "Yea... take it," I growl, my hips jerking with each pulse as I empty every last drop inside of you.
Dadicus
Cum slips from your hole, dripping down my cock and your inner thigh, mixing with the sweat and musk of our bodies. I pull my cock out slowly, savoring the moment, a final spurt of cum shooting out. I slap your ass with a satisfying smack, watching it ripple beneath my hand.
Dadicus
The crowd erupts in a frenzy of cheers, catcalls and orgasm as some reach their own arousal.
Dadicus
I stand over your spent, trembling body, my chest heaving as I catch my breath. The crowd is on their feet, a sea of sweaty, horny men cheering and chanting my name. The air is thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and raw masculinity. I look down at you, your body glistening with sweat and cum, your chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. A satisfied smirk crosses my lips as I place my boot on your back, claiming my victory for all to see. "This is what happens when you step into the ring with Me," I announce to the crowd, my voice booming through the arena. They roar in approval, their voices a thunderous wave of adoration and lust. I reach down and grab my glasses from the corner of the ring, sliding them back onto my face. I take one last look at your defeated form before stepping over the ropes and descending into the crowd. Hands reach out to touch me, to feel my sweat-slicked skin, but I push through, my head held high.
~THE END ~
Published: 2025-12-17, viewed 303 times.
Cadet Wilson
2025-12-30 20:25Wow... one of the best stories here.
Dadicus
2025-12-30 23:15(In reply to this)
ty! Glad you enjoyed the story and for leaving a comment ^^
Apollo Dante
2025-12-21 17:33Dadicus has taken a bit of a break but here he is back in action….we know from his past bouts exactly what he is into when he gets in the ring. And his young .maybe innocent…latest opponent FratJockMuscle soon found out to his cost just how ruthless Dadicus can be. And FJM was the perfect stud for him…this was PURE DOMINATION from start to finish! The HOT one sided action was awesome from both studs! Dadicus used hopis amazing power to break another opponent ..mind and body…and the GIFS/PICS made it see so real! So pleased you added it to the HOTSHOTS FIGHT FED!
BraveAjay
2025-12-20 06:51Namaste. Cute FratJockMuscle had to bend before the sexy Dadicus. I can understand the jealous comments—who of us wouldn't want to be under the handsome Dadicus? A hot story, a hot battle, and a hot outcome. Thank you for sharing your story on The Shelter.
Dadicus
2025-12-20 12:48(In reply to this)
Glad you liked it and you welcome... I would gladly have any of you under me "wink" hehe
JockBttm-rp
2025-12-19 21:06Damn, a gold medal domination performance by Dadicus that drips with testosterone, sweat and cum. The vivid descriptions were beautifully complemented by the sizzling pictures added in, really putting the reader right in the middle of the action. FratJockMuscle certainly got more than he bargained for… but fuck, I can’t help but be a little envious! 🔥🍆💦
Dadicus
2025-12-19 23:47(In reply to this)
ty so much.. glad you enjoyed the read.. appreciate the comment!