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In the Hotshots Arena

Challengers

Ringo Dragon:

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The Fight

Ringo Dragon:
It has been several months since a bootleg tape of my private match against Rob Hunter was leaked on the internet. It rapidly went viral as our fans watched it over and over again. The Hotshots Fed executives, never at a loss to find ways to capitalize on such things, have been negotiating with us (I've had to get a lawyer to protect my interests, the contract negotiations became so complex) for a third and "final" match to decide "Who's on top?". That's the name they want to give to that match. I just shrug my shoulders. Through all this Rob and I have been sitting across from each other at boardroom tables during the day, and fucking each other's brains out in the night. It has been hell keeping all that hidden from the public. They have to believe in our rivalry, which of course is real, but it's complicated.

The Fed general managerial team has booked the Madison Square Gardens for this match, a historic venue for what they are calling a historic match. The details have all been worked out, and now we are waiting for the ring announcer to explain the match, the rules, and introduce the fighters.

I'm standing behind the curtain, wearing the gear the promoters have worked out with us, under a long trench coat that covers it up until the moment when it will be revealed. The ring announcer begins: "Good evening folks! This is the one you have been waiting for all night! This match is scheduled for FIVE falls! Yes people, I said five falls, with no time limit. Introducing first, from Saskatoon, Sakatchewan Canada, standing 5'9 and weighing in tonight at a whopping 185 pounds, he's beefed up, he's hot as hell, he on FIRE, it's the Western Dragon RIIIIINGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DRAAAAAAGOOOOOOOOONNN! My ring music starts and I burst out from behind the curtain, completely covered up by the trench coat as I signal for my fans to make some noise. But they're scratching their heads. I run down the ramp to the ring, jump in and wait for you as I stretch on the ropes.

Rob Hunter:
Who would have known that this new stud in the Federation, Ringo, turns out to become one of my biggest rivals. After we have already faced off in 2 matches so far and our score is at 1:1, we are both eager to prove who's the top between us. After our last match leaked online we got invited to face off for the final round. But this time in front of an audience, settling it with hundreds of witnesses watching. And now the time has come to finally face off in the ring.

I stand in the locker room, wearing my perfectly fitting gear and I'm also covering my whole body with a black trench coat. I start jumping on my toes, knowing this match will be the deciding round and I am psyched as hell. I hear the announcer explaining the rules and I get followed by loud cheering from the crowd. And then it's time for your entrance. I listen to your music and my hands start to sweat. I close my eyes. Focusing on this match. It's all or nothing tonight and I wanna leave as the champ.

Your music stops and my heart beats faster and faster as the announcer starts screaming into his microphone again. "Aaaaaaaaand his opponent from Berlin, Germany. Standing 6'0 and weighing in at 175lbs. He is relentless. He's like a panther at night. Our European wonder! ROOOOOOOOB HUNTEEEEEEEER!" His voice is still echoing through the halls as you can hear a loud eagle scream, followed by my entrance music.

I rush through the curtain into the arena, covered up by the trench coat. I jog down the ramp towards the ring. I stop in front of the apron and climb up, standing outside the ropes and grab them with both hands. I glare over to you with a slight smirk on my face. I raise the corner of my mouth and climb through the ropes, my eyes glued to you as I step through. "Alright Ringo. You're really ready for this?" I strut towards the center. "Tonight we will see who is the REAL top!" I smile and my eyes wander down to my crotch. I roll my eyes back up to you. "I'm loaded for you!" I step back. Waiting for the ref to add the additional rules.

Ringo Dragon:
I have been growing more and more antsy and eager as I wait for you in the ring, jumping lightly on the balls of my feet to shed the nervous energy. This is a big deal, and it is finally dawning on me. Whatever has been going on between Rob and I, tonight I have to give everything; no holding back. I have to come out on top.

Your music begins, my head snaps around to the curtain, and I freeze momentarily when you come out. My crotch gets thick and sweaty as you make your way down to the ring. I let you have your moment, your trash talk trying to get into my head. What am I saying you're already in my head! Then as you turn around to head to your corner, I respond to you "I'm here for your ass Rob Hunter; tonight you are going to feel the full power of the dragon, and NO ONE is ever ready for that."

The ring announcer steps out, handing the mike over to the ref. "Gentlemen, the federation has stipulated a number of special rules for this historic match, rules that correspond to the skills and talents of these two wrestling superstars." The crowd goes nuts! The ref waits for them to quiet down, and continues. "This match is five falls with no time limit. The ONLY WAY to win a fall is by fucking a full load into your opponent; partial loads DO NOT COUNT. Fighters may penetrate either the anus or the mouth. The first athlete to win three falls by fucking will be the winner of the match. No holds are barred."

The crowd erupts in wild animal enthusiasm again. Once they quiet down, the ref starts again. "Given the particular stipulations for this match, the federation has designed special gear for this contest. Wrestlers, you may now remove your coats."

Rob Hunter:
My face turns into an evil grin while the ref is announcing the additional rules. I'm already picturing in my head how you will look in front of me. Bend over. And your bubble ass offered to me like a feast. Or down on your knees. Gagging on my hard cock. The ref demands us to take off our trench coats. And we both let them slide down our backs, revealing the gear for this fight. Our rock hard cocks, already standing up straight. The gear works like a cockring, keeping the blood in our dicks, all time ready to enter our opponent.

Ringo Dragon:
The crowd exclaims an unified and very loud WHOA! then starts clapping wildly as the full meaning of the nature of the match is made clear by our gear. It's the first time I see my opponent in his gear. I've seen myself of course, but the full effect of the gear on the Hunter sends an extra surge of blood into my already engorged dick, making me wince. The ref hands the microphone to a ringside attendant, who also sweeps our coats out of the ring. I work on getting my concentration back, looking down and practicing some footwork and air boxing. A moment later the bell rings, and the match begins.

I begin slowly spiraling into the center ring, bouncing lightly on the balls of my feet and keeping my eyes on you.

Rob Hunter:
The fight is on and now it's just you and me. No one will leave this ring until we haven't settled the real top. My balls are loaded. my cock is hard as rock and ready to compete with your ass...or even your mouth. We start to circle right after the bell opened this showdown. My arms up in a fighting stance, we slowly approach each other and as we are close I rush in and put my hands on the back of your head in a lockup. I quickly twist my body, with my back against your front and I wrap my arm around your neck in a nasty Side headlock. I flex my biceps so the peak is digging right into your throat. I crank on the Headlock as I try to weaken you early in the match.

Ringo Dragon:
The intensity goes through the roof as we circle. You slam your ass into my cock as you twist around and lock on a tight side headlock which might as well be a full choke. Cranking my neck. I slap at your forearm, trying to get some purchase, tugging at your bicep to try to get some air. My face turns red as you force me to one knee. I immediately push up again, resisting. This is clearly war. Without any further hesitation, I scoop both arms under your thighs and power up, lifting you as high as I can, and then slam your ball's first over my extended knee in a brutal atomic drop WHAM.

Rob Hunter:
I choke your neck with my strong arm and as I thought I got some good control over you, you push back up. You scoop your arms under my thighs and as I realize what you're about to do I release the hold on you but it's already too late. You hoist me up and let me drop down on your knee. My fully loaded bare ballsack slams against your knee as you nail this Atomic Drop. "AAARRGGHHH" I scream and hold my nuts with my hands. I collapse on my knees and then fall flat on the canvas. I roll to my back and my rock hard cock standing up between my hands. "Fuuuc fuuckkkk..." I grunt and slowly roll towards the ropes to get some distance.

Ringo Dragon:
No way am I letting you get away. As soon as you start rolling towards the ropes, I leap up and drop a hard knee on top of your skull to prevent you going any further. Rolling you on your stomach, I get behind you and spread your legs, lifting up your hips and immediately ramming in my hard cock to your hole, to the crowd's amazement. Slamming in hard and raw 1...2...3...4...5...6...

Rob Hunter:
While I am crawling away you are right behind me again. WHAAACK! Your knee drops hard into the back of my neck and I get knocked down flat on the canvas. You roll me around face down and as my head is still a bit dizzy I am not aware of what you're doing. You pull my ass up and the crowd gets a clear view at my smooth teint and hole. You suddenly pull me out of my dizziness as you RAM that rock hard cock of yours deep into my tight hole.

"RINGO IS GOING FOR HIS FIRST BREEDING ALREADY! CAN ROB ESCAPE?" the announcer screams into his microphone and I scream in pain as you start to destroy my outer ring. I reach for the ropes as we are close to them and as I grab the bottom rope and pull me away from you, letting your cock flop out of my hole and I instantly start clenching as I still can feel the pain in my ass. I pull myself up on my feet and focus on you. "Nice try sexy..."

Ringo Dragon:
The ref forces me to back away as you escape. I pace back and forth, trying to get around him, but he is giving you room. My cock is wet with the first bits of precum from my assault on your ass. "There's more where that came from stud; that was just a taste of what I am planning for you tonight." As soon as you step away from the ropes and the ref clears out of the way, I lunge in for an elbow collar tie up, intent on keeping control of the match. My grip on your trap modified so that I am applying a claw, pinching the nerve as we battle in the tie up. GGRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Rob Hunter:
Only a few seconds need to be enough to regroup. And as the ref steps back again you don't waste any time and go for another lockup. Our thick shoulders pushing against each other and both of our hard cocks pointing towards the other one. "I'll make you my cum dump tonight little dragon!" I grunt into your ear as your fingers start clawing into my traps. The nerves in my neck send a stinging pain up to my brain and you slowly force me down on my knees. I know I need to release the pressure or you will keep control over me. I shift my weight and drop on my back. My hands are still around your neck so I pull you with me and in the process I dig my feet into your core right above your cock and throw you over me in a monkey flip on the canvas behind me.

Ringo Dragon:
I am pushing hard and I manage to force you down... and then suddenly, I am sailing high over you in that graceful but extremely dangerous arc that belongs to a well executed monkey flip. I manage to kick out with my legs as I head in for landing, which means I land on the wide part of my shoulders instead of my head and neck. The breath knocked out of me and I skid across the ring with the momentum of the flip, my balls finishing just half a meter from the base of the corner post, my legs hanging off the ring apron on either side. Pulling myself up painfully with the ropes.

Rob Hunter:
I can hear the THUD behind me as you land on the canvas. I roll around in a three point stand watching you closely. "Oh how inviting!" I think to myself and my face turns into an evil grin. I push myself up on my feet and walk over to you, not letting you get much time to recover again. I see you're trying to pull yourself up on the ropes. You can't see me as I am right behind you and I leap up and jump on the ropes over you in the corner, my hands grabbing the top rope for support and I bounce up on them just to crash down with both my heels, trying to double STOMP your upper body back into the canvas.

Ringo Dragon:
I am halfway up, leaning back as I pull myself up, when you land on the top rope above me. In the microsecond it takes for you to grab the ropes to stabilize yourself, my brain recognizes what is about to happen, and sends frantic signals to my body. But it is all happening too fast, and though I let go of the middle ropes and fall back trying to get away, your feet land on my flexed abs and my body jackknifes up before flopping down to the ring floor. I roll to my side in the fetal position, legs tucked up into my core and arms nursing my abs. Groaning in pain.

ANNOUNCER: These two champions are showing a degree of physical brutality I haven't seen in a long time. Let's hope they can keep it up in this marathon of a match.

Rob Hunter:
I rebound from your abs after the impact and land on the canvas beside you. I look down on you as you curl up in pain and my dick pumps even more blood into my shaft while the gear is working like a cockring and holding it right in my steel cock. I reach down for your hair and yank you up roughly. Our faces are right in front of each other and I can see you grimacing a bit. I scoop you up right in front of me and hold you in the position for a few seconds. "It's payback time Ringo!" I mumble and twist your body around to hang your body into the corner upside down in a Tree of Woe. "You remember that?" I smirk and look down at you. I take 3 steps back before I charge towards you, jump up and go for a Bronco Buster, with my bare ass smashing right into your pecs.

Ringo Dragon:
I'm powerless to help myself as you scoop me up and hang me in the corner in the tree of woe, my arms dangling down on the canvas. I see you rear back and leap into the Bronco Buster and then my whole body is rocked as your ass slams into my chest, knowing the air out of me again. My body limps under your ass.

Rob Hunter:
I slide off your body and in the process my bare ass slides down your pecs, over your chin and for a short moment your nose and mouth is rubbing over the smooth skin between my ass cheeks. Your body limps under me. Your head on the canvas. And I am on my knees right above your head, with my hard cock right over your face.

I look over the crowd as they're cheering for me now. I grab my hard cock with my right hand, almost impossible to bend it down as the gear is keeping it hard like a steel bar. I point my pisslit right on your lips, leaving some pre on it. And right as I shove my hard meat deep into your throat I flex my left biceps for the crowd, showing off my dominance over you. "You'll take the first load baby!" I smirk as I start skull fucking you in the corner. yt

ANNOUNCER: HOLY SHIT! ROB IS TRYING TO PLACE HIS FIRST LOAD INTO RINGO'S MOUTH!

Ringo Dragon:
My arms gesticulating wildly as you ram your cock down my throat. My hands slapping at your ass in a useless attempt to stop you, my throat closing on your cock head in spite of myself. Gagging occasionally. Eyes wide, panicking as the crowd cheers more and more loudly, even counting your thrusts. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...I can feel the warm pre-cum flowing in my mouth. My eyes water as you ram in faster and faster. Your balls slamming into my forehead. WAIT! into my forehead....
Both hands find your thrusting hips. Gauging the rhythm of your thrusts. Then in a flash, I ball both hands into fists and smash them into each other, your balls caught in the middle, crushing them. BAM!

Rob Hunter:
I throw my head back as I thrust my vein-covered shaft down your throat. "FUCK YEAH RINGO!" I grunt and I can't wait to place my first load deep in your mouth. I haven't cummed for several days and the first shot will be massive. I can feel as my cockhead pushes out some pre, my balls are too loaded to hold it all in. I know I will cum within the next seconds and I am right on the edge as suddenly ARRRGGGGH! you smash your fists together with my ballsack right between them, forcing a Cumshot out of my cock before I drop back and collapse under the pain on the canvas. I whimper and roll from side to side, nursing my balls. "Fuuuuck...!"

Ringo Dragon:
Groaning as I swallow the cumshaw, I pull myself up in the tree of woe, painfully using the ropes until I can sit on the top turnbuckle and unlock my legs. Turning around, I see you writing on the ground below me, and I see my chance. I climb the corner and stand, waiting for you to be in the right position, and then I leap into the air, once again frog splashing on top of you, landing with the full weight of my muscle on top of your torso.

Rob Hunter:
I moan and grunt in pain on the canvas. My body curls around and eventually I kick the canvas as I'm impatient for the pain to leave my body. But all my hoping was futile as I suddenly see a shadow over me, then the silhouette of your sculpted muscles and before I can realize what is happening your ripped body crashes right into my body. THUDDDD! The ring shakes and my body jackknives as the crowds OOOOHHHHHHHHs fill the arena and I lay there spread eagle and moaning deep.

Ringo Dragon:
The frog splash has left my own body rattled, and I get up slowly. Grabbing your hair and one arm, I drag you over to the ropes, and lift your body onto the middle rope, laying you chest first on top of it. I then take the bottom rope and, straining to pull it up, I pass it over your head and lock it on top of your shoulders, trapping your upper body in the ropes. I move behind you, and push your legs open with my feet, before dropping down to my knees. Grabbing your hips, I push my way into your hole once again, grunting as I pass the outer ring and enter you. Both hands on your trapped shoulders, I start fucking your ass again, thrusting hard and fast as my cock begins to throb.

The crowd once again shifting their allegiance, cheering wildly "RIDE EM COWBOY!"

Rob Hunter:
My mind is dazed and my body is aching from that massive impact of your frog splash. I'm shaking all over as you grab my hair and my arm and drag me over to the ropes. I squirm and struggle weakly, not enough to stop you from tying me up in the ropes. I shake my head and slowly come back to full consciousness. "Fuck...no....no...." I mumble and start to panic. You spladle my legs and my bare ass cheeks get spread, revealing my tight hole right in front of you. It only takes one moment until I feel the top of your cockhead poking against my sphincter before finally entering my outer ring. I moan and grunt deep, with my face towards the crowd as I find myself in a helpless situation. Embarrassed as you're suddenly dominating me I lower my head and eventually clench my tight hole, trying to make it harder for you to slide in.

Ringo Dragon:
You clench your sphincter and I have to work harder, the sweat pouring off me as my body glistens in the arena lights. Grabbing the rope that is over your shoulders, I pull back on it like a cowboy riding a bucking horse, and use my free arm to slap your ass as I continue to thrust in harder. The tighter space increases the friction against my shaft and cock head and my cock explodes in you. Like you, I have spent several days accumulating a massive load. Rope after rope of hot cum fill you, and then burst out, spilling on your ass, my abs and the ring floor. The ref, who has been observing, lifts his arm and calls the first fall for me. "That was the first fall, Rob. I'm just getting started, stud" The bell rings, and I pull out, leaving you trapped in the ropes as I head to my corner to recover before the second fall. The ring attendant offers me a towel and an energy drink as I lean back and observe my handiwork spilling out of you. yt

ANNOUNCER: I can't believe this! The Dragon takes the first fall! What a show of aggression from both fighters, but what a masterful come back for Ringo Dragon from that potentially ruinous Tree of Woe! The Hunter looks really hurt in those ropes as the referee now frees him from his predicament.

Rob Hunter:
I know I am not able to escape this breeding and it will only be a matter of time until your thick juice fires deep into my ass. My eyes go wide as I feel your Cumshot won't end even though you already placed a lot of warm ropes in my tight chute. The amount is so huge that some of the cum squirts out of my ass again in the process and as you finally pull out, half of it drips down on the canvas. The ref announces the first fall and I can't believe you took the first point. The bell rings and you back away from me. A second ring attendant releases me from the ropes and I push myself up on my feet. I slide one hand through my asscrack. "Fuck..." I mumble as I feel how wet my asscrack already is. I look up on the Jumbotron as it shows the score.

I grab a can of energy drink and swallow everything at once. I close my eyes to focus again. I turn around. "Alright Ringo. Everyone gets lucky from time to time." I get back into a fighting stance and start to circle. my cock pumping and ready to go for round 2.

Ringo Dragon:
I've wiped myself down and finished the energy drink, and I see you are not even taking your break, but are already on the hunt. I shrug, well-rested, and hand the ring attendant the towel and empty bottle. I move in directly, not circling but going straight for you.

Rob Hunter:
It's on. We're both ready for the next round and as soon the bell rings again you're coming straight towards me. Before you're getting me into another lockup I reach for your head real quick and twist my body to the side, trying to pull hard on your head to slam it down against my knee and stun you.

Ringo Dragon:
Your knee slams up into my chin and I drop like a stone, on my stomach on the ring floor, groaning and moving my limbs weakly.

Rob Hunter:
My knee connected well with your chin and you drop down in front of me. "Oh did that hurt Ringo?" I smirk as I mount your back and squat down. I swivel my body and slide around, locking your arm right between my quads. I wrap my arms around your face and start to pull back. "How's that feeling sexy???" I grunt as I lock on a nasty Crossface.

Ringo Dragon:
FUCK AAUUGGHHHHHHHH my legs kicking the canvas in pain. The ref drops to the canvas in front of me "You giving up Ringo?" "Fuck you ref. I've had worse... AAUUGGHHHHHH FUCK " pain shooting up into my head as you put huge amounts of pressure on the nerves at the base of the neck, my shouts of pain echoing in the arena.

Rob Hunter:
I yank your head back one more time as you refuse to give up. I let your head drop back down on the canvas and roll on my knees. I push myself up on my feet again and look down on you on the canvas. "Time to teach you a lesson, sexy!" I mumble as I see your hot ass twitching, ready for breeding. I take two steps back and lunge in...jumping up and flip around in the air, going for a double knee right into your lower back as I crash back down.

Ringo Dragon:
You drop both knees into my lower back, and my body bounces on the canvas as the whole ring rattles. Pain shoots through my spine down my legs and up my back, and I am temporarily paralyzed, unable to move except for some twitching of my limbs as the spine decompresses. Lying there groaning and helpless as you continue to take me apart piece by piece.

Rob Hunter:
We both already took some damage in this match, though it's only round 2 yet. But I know we both want this win and leave the ring as the real top. I push myself up on my feet again and look down on you on the canvas.I see your hard cock peeking out between your legs. It's rock hard and bend to the max. I sneak up from behind and reach for your cock. I PULL hard on it like on a leash to force you to lift your ass up. "Come on Ringo! Show me that little pucker!" I bark as I hold your dick with one hand and with the other one I point my cockhead right on your tight hole. I push my cockhead against your outer ring and it dents until your hole finally submits and my whole cock slides in deep. "UAAAHHHHH FUUUUCK!" I moan as your veiny cock pumps in my hand.

Ringo Dragon:
UUNNGGHHHHHHH My back arches up as you force your way into my ass, your hand on my dick pumping it. Moaning with pleasure in spite of myself as your cock settles into my love canal, hitting my prostate. My cock throbbing in your hand. Trying to push up on my arms as feeling returns to my limbs.

Rob Hunter:
I thrust in deep and I start to fuck you faster and faster. You're trying to escape as you suddenly start to push yourself. "No no no....You're going anywhere..." I grunt as I lower my upper body and use my weight to make it harder for you to get up. I then grab your neck with my free hand and the other hand, which was just squeezing your cock, gets closer to your face. I slide my fingers into your mouth and fishhook you as I pound my hips against your ass faster and faster. I feel my cum vein pulsating and I am close to shooting my whole load deep into your love canal.

Ringo Dragon:
My balls have barely recovered from filling you in the first round, and here you are edging me. My ball sack gets super tight and painful as my cock throbs. I let out a sigh of relief when you let go of my joy stick, but then you pin me by the neck and fish hook me, redoubling the power and speed of your thrusts in my ass. My moans get louder as I feel your cock head swell in me, my sphincter tightening involuntarily.

Rob Hunter:
"Fuck yeah!" I moan as I feel your hole clench and tightens around my hard cock. "Your ass will submit to me sexy!" I taunt you as I keep on pounding your prostate like a punching bag. Suddenly my balls tighten and I feel a massive load, held back for days, is pumping through my cum vein and shooting deep into your tight fuck canal. I don't remember when I had an orgasm like that the last time. It feels like your hole is sucking the cum out of me as it tightens involuntarily. I make sure to shoot even the last rope right into your ass before I pull out again and slap my cockhead on your gaping hole a few times. "Guess it's 1:1 sexy!" I whisper and just in that moment the announcer screams into his microphone.

"ROB IS BACK GENTLEMEN! HE TAKES HIS FIRST POINT BY BREEDING RINGOS ASS!" and in that very moment the record on the Jumbotron is changing to a new score.

I back away into my corner and get something to drink. The ring assistant hands me a towel but I just rub it shortly over my sweaty face. My cock has no chance to get soft with this gear keeping all the blood right in the shaft. And I stretch my arms a bit, ready for round 3

Ringo Dragon:
I get up slowly, making my way to my corner, a little weakness still in the limbs from that knee drop. I drink the energy drink I'm offered down in one gulp, and then start doing some yoga stretching to straighten my spine and relieve the bruised nerves. A few push ups and squats to get the blood flowing again, and then I relax in my corner, wiping myself down with an ash towel before retiring it to the attendant. Leaning back in my corner, staring at you and planning my next moves.

Rob Hunter:
"How's that ass feeling Ringo?" I smirk as I look over to you. "Hope you got some space left in there..." I point to your guts. "...cause my balls are not empty yet!" I push myself out of the corner as the bell rings and opens round 3. DING DING!
13:09 Rob_Hunter: The crowd is cheering in anticipation as this fight turns out to be very equal and we start circling again. I'm fully focused and my eyes are glued to you. I wave my arms towards you. "Come on baby...someone is ready for you!" I mumble as my hard cock is already twitching and ready to place another load inside you. I fake some attempts to go for a lockup but then I suddenly duck down and charge towards you, trying to spear my shoulder right into your guts which is filled with my hot juice, going to slam you back against the corner post.

Ringo Dragon:
OOOOOOOOFFFFFFF Your spear lifts me right off the canvas and we fly into the corner turnbuckle, my back hitting the middle one as your shoulder sinks deep into my gut. I feel a partial load of cum leak out of my ass from the impact, and smearing on the turnbuckle and my glutes. Pulling myself together, I slam a huge double ax handle to your upper back.

Rob Hunter:
My speed was enough to get the expected result. I charge with you into the turnbuckle and as my shoulder digs into your guts you lose a bit of my cum out of your love canal. My hands grab the middle rope and I shift my weight back, the ropes bend as I pull them back to catapult with more speed into your guts again to weaken your abs more. But before we collide your huge double ax handle slams into my back and sends me down on my knees stunned. Your vein-covered cock eventually slaps against my face as I fall down and end up on all four. I slowly pull myself up, trying to get out of this position in front of you.

Ringo Dragon:
As you pull yourself up, I grab you by the back of your neck, and sliding to the right and spinning around, I push your face into the middle turnbuckle, smearing it into your own cum, making sure your skin gets well covered, then slam your head into that same turnbuckle. I slip my leg over your shoulders, pinning your face on the turnbuckle.

Rob Hunter:
While I'm getting up again in front of you you grab me by my neck and shove my face against the turnbuckle, right where the cum sprayed on. My face gets coated and I moan deep. "UNGGHH FUUUUUU" BAAAAMMM! Before I can even finish the sentence you slam my head against the steel post again. "OOUUUCH! Seems like the Hunter is in trouble!" The announcer says as you slide your legs over my shoulders and pinning my face against the turnbuckle.

I grit my teeth and my brain is filled with adrenaline. Again you got me in a dangerous position. I need to get out of it. And as my dizzy head slowly starts to think straight again, I pull my legs under my body, pivot them and go into a squat position. I support with my hands to keep balance as I SQUAT up, having you sitting on my shoulders. My quads are burning and I roar like a wild animal as I show off my strength.

Your legs are hanging down on each side of my head. I let your legs slide back over my arms and right as you are about to slide off of me I reach behind my back and catch your waist and shift your upper body down to have you lying over my right shoulder. I carefully let you slide down in front of me to get you upside down, hanging in my arms, your face sliding over my steel cock in the process as I'm trying a devastating pile driver to nail your head right into the canvas.

Ringo Dragon:
You maneuver me into position as I keep trying to frantically get back control of my balance, which keeps shifting. Just as I think I am about to fall off your back, you swing me over your shoulder and quickly slide me into position, and I know what is coming. I frantically swing my legs and kick them out, trying to upset your balance, but your powerful legs keep you stable as you pause. My mouth finds your cock and I attempt to suck you off to distract you. But after only a few tugs of that pole, you leap up and crash down into the devastating tombstone piledriver. My head hits the ring floor and my spine is compressed. Everything goes black. My body bounces up vertically and then drops limply to the canvas, as an occasional tremor runs through it.

Rob Hunter:
BOOOM! The ring rattles as I nail your head into the canvas. Your body bounces up a bit and then collapses on the mats. Your face right under my hard cock, some pre is bubbling out of my pisslit as I hit a quick double biceps pose over your limp sculptured body. "OUR ATHLETE IS STUNNED! THIS TOOK RINGO PRETTY HARD GENTLEMEN!" The announcer screams into his microphone and the crowd is going wild. "BREED HIM! BREED HIM! BREED HIM!" they shout and my face turns into an evil grin as I get back on my feet...with a plan...

The sweat is pouring from my body and dripping down on the canvas. I reach for your hair and grab a fistful of it. I yank you a bit up and drag you towards the ropes. I shove your back over the bottom rope and step outside the ring and down on the floor. I grab your sweaty armpit to YANK you a bit more out of the ring to let your upper body slightly hang over the apron. "WHAT IS ROB DOING WITH RINGO???" The announcer shouts in disbelief as the body of an adonis is bent over the rope, with your hard pumping cock pointing straight up.

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With your head hanging outside the ring upside down I step closer. My thick cockhead touches your lips and coats them with precum. I grab your wrists and pull on them and without any warning I RAM my throbbing cock down your throat and start skull fucking you and watching your Adam's apple jump up and down. "YEAH RINGO! TASTE THAT COCK!"

Ringo Dragon:
Breathing heavily, still powerless though my head is clearing. My limbs are completely numbed by the spine compression. I feel myself being dragged over the rough canvas of the ring floor, stretched out with my arms hanging limply away from my body. Groaning. Then my arms are violently pulled back and my throat invaded by a long thick foreign object. I gag and struggle, my legs wiggling on the canvas, still unable to kick out. mmmmmmmfffffffffffff, my throat begins to relax as my head falls back, and your cock plunges deeper. Throat closes around your shaft on occasion, and I gag again. The fog clear from my head and I finally realize what's happening. I throw my eyes wide open, only to have your balls slam into them. My cock leaking pre, I can't help it. You now have my head pinned back against the ring apron, I can't move it out of the way. I begin to close my lips tighter around your shaft, and my tongue wrestles with your cock. The salt taste of your pre turns me on.

Rob Hunter:
"I told you you'd be gagging on my cock...sooner or later..." I tease you, knowing you can hear me loud and clear. My veiny shaft slides in and out of your mouth, everytime I thrust in deep, my cockhead jabs your uvula like a punching bag. The crowd is going crazy as they see me in total domination. I look down and see your nips are hard as fuck. "Seems you like my cock huh?" I grin and let your arms go, flexing my biceps one more time while I fuck your head against the apron.

My cum vein is pulsating like crazy and my balls tighten. I'm about to cum and I reach down, grab your nipples between two fingers each. I slowly start to twist them between my fingers and lower the palm of my hands on your pecs. I lean in, pushing down into your chest as I rub your nips between my fingers. I throw my head back and I MOAN out loud as my second load shoots right into your mouth. As you're upside down, a lot of my thick juice runs back out of your mouth and drips down your cheeks.

"ROB GETS HIS SECOND POINT BY FILLING UP RINGO'S MOUTH!" The announcer screams and the crowd is cheering like crazy.

Ringo Dragon:
I'm struggling to swallow your load so as not to choke on it, tears in my eyes from the effort. You keep torturing my nips, and my moans grow louder. At the very moment your victory flashes onto the score board, my cock erupts as I bridge out from the orgasm, and my cock sprays my abs and your face and chest with a second full load before I collapse on the canvas, slowly dragging myself back to my corner. This third round has been devastating for me, and I am now short of a load. My confidence is shot. I sit on the ring floor in my corner, my back to the corner post, trying to get my head back in the game. I wipe my mouth with a towel and rinse it out with some of the energy drink before downing the rest. I can count my bruises, and my spine is in significant pain. I get the attendant to give me two Tylenol, and then slowly pull myself up, waiting for the bell for round 4

ANNOUNCER: "Gentlemen, Ringo is in serious trouble. Not only does Rob now have two points of the three needed for a win in this match, but Ringo took some devastating hits in this last round. He really does not look steady on his feet. Can he even hold up in the next round? It is looking really good for the Hunter."

Rob Hunter:
My body slowly relieves again after that second orgasm. And I also noticed that you lost your second load all over me, but I've been too stunned by that deep feeling. The cum is running down my body and I smile..."Think you wanted to place that somewhere else baby!" I grin as I slide back into the ring. My chest heaving as this match already took its toll on both of us. But I know you will give your all. And so do I. Only one point away from winning the real top title against you.

I watch you getting ready again in your corner and I grab a towel to wipe away at least a bit of your cum. "Come on Ringo! It's almost over!" I walk up and down in my corner. Only waiting for the bell to open round 4. And then...DING DING!

I get back into a fighting stance and instantly walk towards you to meet the center ring. I slowly raise my arms, making it look like I would go for a strength test. I'm waiting until you decide to look up or not and I jump up, going for a surprising Dropkick into your pecs.

Ringo Dragon:
I see you coming with your hands up for the test of strength, fingers waggling. Your chatter between the two rounds has me fired up, and I foolishly move to accept the challenge, beginning to raise my arms, and leaving my chest exposed. Your feet land squarely on my sternum and I go flying back, landing hard on my already bruised shoulders. Groaning, I start to get up again.

Rob Hunter:
Nailed that Dropkick and you fall back on the canvas. WHAAM! The ring shakes and the crowds OHHHHHHHHHs fill the room. You're groaning on the canvas and I instantly take that chance. I climb up on the top rope in the corner and stretch my arms out a bit to keep balance. "WHAT IS THAT? WHAT IS HE DOING?? IF RINGO DOESN'T GET AN IDEA NOW THIS COULD BE IT FOR HIM!" the announcer shouts in total anticipation.

I wait just for the right moment. Just before you are straight up again I jump up, flying towards you, going to catch your neck with my arm, twist around you and try to knock your head into the canvas with a devastating Tornado DDT.

Ringo Dragon:
I am barely up when your arm snakes around my neck and you lift me right off the canvas, whipping me around and slamming me head first into the ring floor AGAIN this time with a DDT. I lie there on the canvas on my stomach, coughing, my limbs just sliding along the canvas trying to find some purchase. I raise my head trying to push myself up.

Rob Hunter:
Your body flops around and you're landing flat on the canvas. I slowly push myself up again and my eyes focused on you. "What's wrong, Ringo? Where's your stamina?" I smirk. "Now you will see who's the real top here!" I smirk and walk over to you. I reach down and grab a fistful of your hair to yank you up roughly.

Your body seems wobbly. I twist you around in front of me, your back against my front. I reach up and wrap my arm around your neck. Your face gets buried under my sweat dripping armpit as I go for the Hunter's Trap. I hook your arms under mine as I shift my weight and lean back, exposing your ripped muscled body for the crowd and your hard cock ready to breed but helpless as I choke you under my pit. "Go to sleep Ringo...It will be over when you wake up again."

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Ringo Dragon:
You pull me up and force me to stand. Before I can do anything, your bicep wraps around my throat and you bend me back into my own fucking finisher, your so called Hunter's Trap, but really my very own Slaying Dragon. My arms slapping your shoulder and back as I try to breathe, the pressure on my neck rising as the guillotine-like hold begins to take effect. The flailing in my arms slows and it begins to look like you're headed for victory.

ANNOUNCER "Ladies and gentlemen I think this is it! The valiant Ringo has been outmatched after all."

But my totally free arm suddenly stiffens, and my hand forms a fist. The crowd can see my stretched out abdomen rise as I take a deep breath, and I wrap my arms around your middle back, grabbing my wrists and squeezing. With this for leverage, I flex my lats to give myself a platform, and flex my core RRRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as I roll up my legs and scissor your head tight, pushing up with my arms on your quads as you let go, then throwing myself forward and down as I flip you over me and onto the canvas on your back, keeping the scissors on and squeezing your neck. Breathing hard for a second to recover some energy.

I roll up to my knees, your head and neck still between my thighs, so that you end up on your back, my ass in your face, and your abs exposed and vulnerable. Without pausing, I start a barrage of punches to your abs, relentless.

Rob Hunter:
Bending and stretching your body, I thought that must be it. But it's not easy to extinguish the fight in you. And once again you can manage to turn things around when I expect it the least. You throw your legs up and wrap your steel thighs around my neck. "WHAT THE....!" I gasp out and you shift your weight to roll us over and I land on my back on the canvas. I need to regroup and relocate myself as I look up into the bright lights.

But then it gets suddenly dark and I feel your wet ass sliding onto my face. My moans are muffled by your cheeks and I start to panic a bit, not knowing how I could find myself in such a situation again. "UFF UFFF UFFF UFFFF" I grunt into your ass, every time your fists slam down into my abs, slowly breaking them under your relentless assault.

Ringo Dragon:
Your body rocked with every punch, and I see your arms starting to go soft. Your abs are bright red. I release you from the scissors and get up, then pull you up by your hair as you have done to me. Groaning, I bend you forward, your head between my thighs, and I grab your hips, wrapping my hands under them, then pulling you up, swinging your torso up into the air until your crotch is in my face, your legs on my shoulders. At the height of the swing, I take a step forward and throw you down in a power bomb WHAM

Rob Hunter:
Your fists leave red marks on my abs and they burn like fire. Though you release the scissor on my face I got trouble breathing, as my core hurts like hell. You drag me up by my hair and I grit my teeth and grunt like a will animal. My chest is heaving and before I'm straight up again I find myself in another dangerous position. My head between your thighs. My ass pointing out of the ring. Your hard cock is right on my neck. And in the very next second you HOIST me up. My steel cock flops right into your face. And before I can even do something you SMASH my back down on the canvas in a ring shaking PowerBomb. My body flops up and my limbs start to spasm from the impact. "UNNGGHHHH! FUUCCKKK" I groan as I'm spread eagle on the canvas.

Ringo Dragon:
"What's the matter Rob, you running out of steam?" I whisper into your ear as I crawl on top of you, our sweaty bodies sliding against each other. Breathing hard, my face a grimace of pain. "You keep underestimating me, stud. One of these days you're going to regret it.... oh wait, you already do!" I grab your hair and rub your face all over my crotch, my cock slapping you around

A big punch to the top of your head to keep you quiet, and I pull you up with me again. Scooping up under your thighs, I lift you up and carry you to the corner RRAAHHHHHHHHH, straining every step of the way. I sit you down on the top turnbuckle and climb the ropes, until my cock is in your face again. I grab your head and slam a series of hard forearms into your temple. The crowd starts counting.

1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!

Having softened you up, I wrap my bicep around your neck, climb the final rope to the top, then throw myself backwards into the air, lifting you high over me and flipping you over as we hit the canvas hard.

ANNOUNCER: I can't believe this turnaround, Rob is taking a serious beating! Ringo looks like he's got a tornado inside him!"

Rob Hunter:
My body is shaking all over and my mind is running crazy. I almost had you and suddenly I'm wobbly and dazed...and you seem to be relentless. My arms spasm and hang down at my sides as you pull me up and rub my face over your hard cock. Eventually I can feel your pumping cum vein on my cheek and then BAAMMM! your punch hits my head and stuns me again. You drag me up and into the corner. I cannot do very much in this state I am in and you hoist me up sitting on the corner post. Hard to hold my upper body up straight and then you slam your forearm into my temple. UNGGHH my head knocks to the side. UNNGGHH and again....UNGHHHH...again....UNNGGHH...with every hit my head gets even more dizzy and I can't even focus on the crowd counting the blows.

Your biceps wrap around my neck. And the only things I notice is you climbing up more...lifting me up...and throwing me over you, slamming into the canvas and the impact makes the ring shake. WHAAAAAM! The crowd is screaming and cheering and all I can see is stars...and in my ears is only this stinging high noise...driving me into insanity.

Ringo Dragon:
I sit up from the top rope superplex and flex my muscle, cracking my neck. It's time. You are lying on the canvas behind me, motionless. I crawl over to you, my body aching, and I tilt your head back, kneeling with my quads pillowing on either side of your head. I cross your arms over your chest, pinning them down with both hands. "You like fucking faces eh Rob? It's my turn now." I ram my cock into your throat, moaning as I do, my balls churning as they struggle to make up another load.

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Rob Hunter:
I'm almost completely limp after that impact and I got my eyes semi-closed. I take in some deep breaths, very carefully as every gasp hurts. I can see a shadow coming over me and then you grab my wrists and pin them down on my pecs. I squirm a little bit, just as much as possible. But my instincts are still working and I want to avoid your huge cock in my mouth. But I'm way too weak and my eyes go wide as my moaning gets interrupted and your thick cock rams down my throat.

"URGGH!" I gag as your cockhead slides all the way down my throat and I gasp hard through my nostrils, trying not to choke on that big rod. "RINGO IS FACE FUCKING ROB! GENTLEMEN THIS COULD BALANCE THE SCORE OUT AGAIN!" I cough and drool on your cock, saliva is running down at the corner of my mouth.

Ringo Dragon:
The full nine inches getting stuffed down your throat as my cock head flares and my cock starts to throb. Getting a second wind back as I start thrusting faster and faster, pinning your arms on your chest with my weight, working my core and hips to shove my thick joy pole into your mouth. My gut starts roiling and the fire grows. Just as I am about to cum, I let your arms go and grab your nips, pinching and twisting them hard. Then my cock blows in your throat as I let out a cry of pleasure and victory that fills the arena with the sound of it. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Rob Hunter:
You pound my mouth even harder as you pounded my ass before. It's hard to even get in some air, as every single thrust makes me gag on your veiny shaft. You suddenly let my arms go and I let out a muffled "HHHRRRGGGHHH!" coughing and grunting as you start pinching and twisting my nips. In the same moment I can feel your cock pumping up and getting hard like a steel post. I instantly start coughing and gagging hard as I spit out some of your cum around your cock. My legs are twitching and kicking and my own cock is jumping up and down, hitting my abs with every blow.

Ringo Dragon:
I push in one final time and pull out as the ref drops down to verify that I have dropped a full load. He nods and raises his arm. The announcer shouts over the arena PA system "It's a full load from Ringo! Ringo has evened the score ladies and gentlemen!" I pull out and crawl back to my corner, sitting up and wiping myself down after grabbing yet another towel. A stray thought: FUCK What kind of laundry bill does the arena have? as I return the towel and grab an energy drink, consuming it slowly this time as I watch you lying on the ring floor.

Rob Hunter:
I slowly roll on my stomach after you pull out your huge rod. I cough and spit a mix of saliva and cum on the canvas and my body is shaking as I'm trying to get up again. "Fu....fuuck..." I mumble, knowing this will be a close match. Both damaged...and I definitely need to think about a way to come back into the match. It's only one final round. My cock is hard and ready, the gear keeping all the blood in there, but I can also feel I'm running low on energy and I need to be careful now. I stumble into my corner and hold myself up on the top rope. My legs are still wobbly and I grab the energy drink....drinking it in one gulp. I still got that taste of your cum on my tongue.I shake my head to regroup a bit again and focus on the match. I turn around. I suddenly see the med outside the ring, discussing with our managers.

"I'M FINE! BUT THAT SEXY GUY OVER THERE COULD NEED YOU IN A FEW!" I grunt towards the guys outside, trying to act cocky and showing them I'm fine to go on. yt

Ringo Dragon:
I am trying to follow what is going on outside the ring, when the medic suddenly shoves the manager and climbs in with his bag. He comes over to me and pulls out a flashlight, not saying a word but very businesslike and abrupt, not asking for permission, but clearly upset. He checks my eyes with the flashlight, and then grabs a pen, running it lightly in my palm. "You feel that?" I nod. He asks me to lift up a leg, and runs the pen under my foot. "You feel that?" I nod, growing annoyed.

He drops my foot and heads over to you, and repeats the same scenario. As he returns to the centre ring to speak to the ref, the managers climb into the ring and a heated argument starts. I walk over, curious. "They've taken way too much damage. I refuse to let them continue"

"Are they concussed?"
"That's not the point...."
"Are their reactions within the normal range?"
"Yes but.... Bodies aren't made to take this kind of punishment... You have to..."

I look at you and shove my way into the conversation. "I think maybe Rob and I have something to say about this... What do you say, stud. I'm ready to continue if you are." A challenge in my eyes, "Unless you think I should remain the alpha top...." Grinning but looking at you businesslike

Rob Hunter:
At first I got pretty annoyed about the med being this stubborn and insisting on making a quick check. I roll my eyes back and lean against the ropes. "Maybe it's not THAT bad" I think to myself as this also gives me sometimes to recover and get a chance to get back in the fight again. The med comes over. Checking on me. "Told you I'm fine!" but it obviously wasn't very convincing.

The discussions continue in the middle of the ring and as you demand to let us decide I smile over to you. "Until the end, sexy!" I wink towards you and turn my head back to our managers. "We agreed on continuing. Would you mind letting us settle this?" I point out of the ring and the med sighs. It worked...and I look over to you again. "Alright Ringo...all or nothing..." I mumble and my cock twitches...ready for the final round.

Ringo Dragon:
I return to my corner, body aching all over, in spite of my bravado before the medic. This is the round that decides it all. The one piece of equipment that is NOT failing me is my cock, which is as engorged and sensitive as it was at the beginning of the match. I try to work the kinks out of my neck and shoulders, stretching on the ropes and flexing a bit. Watch you in your corner, my lust at maximum levels. The bell rings DING DING and I come out of my corner with my fists up, ready for the final finish.

Rob Hunter:
We are both eager to take the win in this final round. We both got that fire in our eyes. Looking at your pumping cock my own starts twitching like crazy. Both shafts are vein-covered and still a bit coated from the fucking earlier.The bell rings and it is on. The all deciding round.

"Come on Ringo. We both know who's the top between us!" I smirk, trying to get into your head a bit and I start circling with my hands up in a fighting stance. I eventually leap in, faking some jabs but then I lunge forward with my hands on your sweaty neck. This match really drained my energy and I need to be careful about my moves. I try to maneuver you back into the corner as I grunt deep right into your ear.

Ringo Dragon:
You get me to dodge and weave with your false jabs, then grab me with both hands on my neck, trying to muscle me into the corner. I match your grip, locking both hands together on the back of your neck and pushing into your chest with both elbows to stop you in your tracks. Pulling you into my right side, your head over my shoulder, I send three hard knees in a row into your abs BAM BAM BAM.

Rob Hunter:
UNGH UNGH UNGH! I grunt as you start slamming your knee into my abs. I try to flex them but my muscles aren't that strong anymore as in the beginning. My head over your shoulder. I can clearly smell your man scent getting stronger during the match. I lean against you and push my ass back to get more space between our bodies and make it harder for you to hit me.

My head is getting hot as fire as the adrenaline rushes straight into my brain. I keep the hold on your neck as I take in a deep breath, summoning some of my remaining energy as pull back a bit and tuck my head under your armpit. My left arm grabs right behind your knee and I ROAR loud as I lean back, shifting my weight and trying to slam you down on the canvas with a vicious Exploder Suplex.

Ringo Dragon:
I feel you pull back and then suddenly I am flying in the air over your head, hitting the canvas on my tailbone and lower back as the force of the suplex sends me tumbling across the ring. I end up on my back, raised on one elbow, my free hand holding my lower back as I cry out in pain.

Rob Hunter:
I stay on my back and look up into the bright spotlights after I slammed you down into the canvas. I grit my teeth as my body shivers for a moment. This match is taking everything from us. I roll around on my knees and I see you on your back, moaning in pain. "This could be my chance!" I'm thinking to myself and crawling over to you. I grab your ankles and pull them up, leaning them against my pecs and bend over, trying to roll you up with your ass lifting up from the canvas and pointing towards my crotch. I look you deep in your eyes as the sweat is pouring down on you. "I saved this one for your ass baby!" I grin evil as I point my cockhead on your pink pucker and RAM my shaft down your love canal and start fucking you for the deciding breeding.

Ringo Dragon:
I have collapsed back down, trying to get up, when you wrap your arms under my knees and roll me up into a variation of a small package, pinning me down with your weight and ramming that cock into me UUNNGGHHHHHHHH. FUCK! oooohhhhhhhhhhhh! There is such a temptation to just let you fuck me, the pleasure is so intense even at this point in the match. "NO! NO! NOT DONE!" I shout out into the arena as the crowd goes nuts.

Your balls slapping against my ass. My arms down on my sides. I put two balls and two hands together and got 4. My hands fumble under my ass and try to reach up to grab your nutsack. It takes me several tries, but you are so intent on finishing me off that you don't notice my wriggling and reaching. As soon as my right hand grabs your balls and squeezes, My left fist comes out and starts hammering your obliques BAM BAM BAM squeeze BAM BAM BAM.

Rob Hunter:
This incredible sensation is running up my spine right into my senses as I fuck your tight and warm love canal. My cum vein is filled up. Almost ready to shoot the winner's load up your ass. And as my mind is already in full ecstasy I didn't notice as you sneak your hands around my nuts and PULL on them. "AAARGGGHH!" I cry out in pain and in the same moment you start hammering into my side. UGH UGH UGH! I push myself up and in the process my rock hard cock flops out of your ass, leaving your outer ring gasping a bit and I drop down on the canvas whimpering under the stinging pain running up into my brain. "FUUUUUUCK!!!!" I grunt as I roll around, nursing my balls.

Ringo Dragon:
My hole is throbbing, leaking some of your pre that had been gushing into it just a moment ago. But this is no time to stop. I sit up quickly and see you on the canvas close by. Your pain prevents you from noticing me rolling up to you until I grab your neck from behind in a one-handed choke, Using that as leverage to slip my cock and legs under you. Picking up your leg at the knee with the other hand, I pull it up, opening up your hole. With both hands as leverage points, I ram my cock into your hole and start fucking you, my cock head already throbbing and my shaft rapidly filling up. Fucking you with the will to win and come out on top, calling on the last bits of energy I have left.

Rob Hunter:
(fuck) I'm unguarded as I roll on the canvas and you instantly take that chance. One moment before I was so close to the win and now I suddenly find myself in a really bad position. My ripped muscles stretched out and my cock pointing up to the ceiling. "RINGO TURNED IT AROUND ON ROB! THIS COULD BE THE END!" The announcer screams into his microphone. "BREED HIM! BREED HIM BREED HIM!" The crowd cheers and I know I need to think fast. I need to get out or your thick juice shoots in my ass and declares you the winner. My right arm is free...I sneak it towards your face...I pull my hand closer to your face and claw my fingers around your head and RAKE your eyes in a desperate attempt to get out of this situation.

Ringo Dragon:
AAUGGHHHHHHHH! my hands fly to my face instinctively, and all breeding stops. I just lay there under you, my cock still in your hole. "YOU FUCKER!"

Rob Hunter:
You stop fucking me but your cock is still inside of me and I still need to be careful. I roll to the side and off of you as your hard cock finally flops out and stands up straight again like a pole. Some cum is bubbling out of your pisslit and I know this was close. I'm on all four beside you and I need to take that momentum...you are blinded...and I am close to cumming. I push myself up on my knees and grab a fistful of your hair to yank you up with me. My body is shaking as I shove your head between my quads. Your ass pointing towards the crowd and I slide my right hand down your back towards your pucker.

My fingers touch your outer ring and I slide two of them in deep. My other hand slides over your shoulders to your pecs. I pinch your nipple with two fingers and start twisting it. "That's it Ringo..." I mumble and drop down, going for a modified Hole-hook and slam your face into the canvas.

Ringo Dragon:
You trap my head in your quads and the smell of your sweat and our mingled cum is overwhelming. My back arches when you shove your fingers in my hole, and I groan, as a small load of cum leaks out of my cock. You grab my nipple and I squeal, but that is cut short as you slam me face first into the canvas, stunning me. There will be a huge goose egg over my right eye in the morning, that's for sure, a beautiful black eye. My body completely collapsed on the canvas.

Rob Hunter:
I knee right over your head and you collapse under me. "BOOM!" I shout and hit a quick double biceps pose for the crowd. "WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE??? RINGO SEEMS TO BE OUT! CAN ROB GET THE LAST BREEDING TONIGHT?" The announcer screams in disbelief and I get up on my feet again.

"Time to finish this Ringo..." I mumble and grab a fistful of your hair again. I yank you up with me and take a little speed to fling you with your back right against the turnbuckle. I follow you to be there right in time when you turn around, trying to crush your sculpted muscle body between me and the steel post with a Body Splash.

Ringo Dragon:
You pull me up helplessly by the hair, and Irish Whip me back first into the corner. I hit hard and started slumping, held up only by my arms flopped over the top rope. I raise my head just in time to see you leap up with a full on body splash that crushes my chest into the corner post, as my legs jackknife up and fall back down. My head droops over your shoulder then flops forward as you pull away, my entire body sliding down the corner until my ass hits the floor.

Rob Hunter:
I take a step back in front of you as you slide down in the corner and sit on your ass. "Alright Ringo, you didn't want it in your ass...then SWALLOW it!" I grin evil as I reach down for your ankles. I pull your legs up in a spladle and hook your legs around the middle rope to keep you in place. Your bare ass pointing up more and more until its fully exposed for the crowd. I step over you and squat down. My rock hard cock raging already and I SHOVE it into your mouth and down your throat. "ROB IS GOING FOR A SKULL FUCK AGAIN! CAN HE MAKE IT??" The announcer shouts in anticipation.

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Ringo Dragon:
I'm completely trapped in the corner, completely out of steam, completely overwhelmed by my opponent as you skull fuck me again. My head banging against the turnbuckles, My throat taking your cock head. I can tell you are almost ready to cum, My throat feels your cock throbbing as you shove it in. “Aaauuugghhhh! NnngggggFFFFF!”

Rob Hunter:
I thrust in deeper and deeper. My cockhead punching your uvula over and over again, boxing out your gag reflex. I grab the top rope tight with one hand as the other one pulls on your hair roughly, forcing you to take my hard pumping cock all the way down your throat.

I throw my head back and my cum vein is almost exploding as my balls tighten and I shoot my very last ropes deep into your mouth, moaning loud into the arena.

Ringo Dragon:
Moaning and swallowing as you fill my throat with your cum. I finally free my arms and slap my hands on your pecs, massaging them roughly as I moan. hands exploring your abs and your lower back, your ass. Finally push you off as the last bit of cum disappears down my throat, so I can breathe.

Rob Hunter:
The ref drops in and checks if it was a whole shot into your mouth. He suddenly raises his arms and waves around and in the same moment. DING DING DING! "IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! ROB DEFEATED RINGO BY FILLING UP HIS MOUTH!" The crowd is cheering and whistling as the announcer declares me as the winner. I sit on my back after you pushed me off and I hold myself up with my arms looking straight at you. I smile. And I slowly push myself up, crawling towards you. "You were excellent Ringo..." I smile even wider as I support you to get up with me. "But I think we have settled the real top now." I wink and give you a slap on your ass.

Ringo Dragon:
You help me up out of the corner and I grin at you "Top honors to you, sure..... for now...." The ref comes over and raises your arm, I take the other arm and raise it at the same time, announcing your victory officially. I then let go of your arm and roll out of the ring as the ref keeps your arm up ,running you to face all four sides of the ring so everyone can see you. I lift the curtain under the ring and pull out my gear bag, throwing it on the canvas and rolling back into the ring. You look at me curiously, as does the ref. Isn't the match over? I pull out a small box. I walk over to the ring announcer's booth and grab a radio mike, then return to you.

"Rob, congratulations on this match, you dirty little fucker!" Crowd goes wild…"Before the match tonight we agreed, you and I, that this would determine who of us is the top. And you certainly showed me, showed everyone, that you have what it takes........ [pause to collect myself] But Rob, before this match tonight, not knowing what would happen, I came to a decision

I put down the mic and kiss you passionately in front of everyone, the ref backing away.

I pull back and drop to one knee, opening the box and presenting it to you.

"Rob, you came out on top tonight, but you and I both know that between us two alphas, this isn't the end. Rob, I want to continue wrestling with you, for better or worse, forever. Will you marry me?"

Rob Hunter:
I totally enjoyed the cheering and I was soaking up the atmosphere that I didn't notice what you were doing. You slide back into the ring and I look confused...so does the ref. As you suddenly go down on your knees, my heart starts pumping so hard. "What...is...he...doing...?" I think to myself and then you start talking...My limbs go a bit numb as I hear your sweet words and my heart is almost jumping out of my chest. I smile big time and grab your upper arm. I pull you up and come close to your face. I look you straight into your eyes and then lean in and kiss you deep.

I lean back a bit, our noses eventually touching and I look back straight into your eyes. "Of course, little bastard." I whisper and smile as I lean in again and press my soft lips against yours.

Ringo Dragon:
We kiss, and then I tilt my head back and announce to the crowd, holding the mike up "HE SAID YES!"

THE END

Published: 2022-07-20, viewed 159 times.