Hostal Salazar

Ryder Steel: I stand up pacing in the locker room, ready for my fight, "I want to make a name for myself, so I have to beat this kid up bad." I think to myself. I'm dressed in my black trunks, boots, no shirt, exposing my ripped picture perfect upper body. One of the luxuries of being a model. Finally my name is called and I make my way to ring, the crowd cheering me as I walk down the ramp and enter the ring. I decide to show off a bit to the crowd, and perform a few backflips, before taking to the corner, the ref checking me out, as I wait for my opponent.

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Muscle Twunk: In the locker room hearing yelling and cheering from the other side of the door realizing my opponent must have just ran to the ring as I change into just my purple tight trunks, as I rub some oil on my body to show off my perfect chest and abs I hear the announcer start to say "And his opponent" once I hear this i finish rubbing the light oil on my legs, fix my hair and then charge out to the ring strutting down the ramp as I have people cheering my name knowing me from my past victories my record of 8-1 so far as I reach the ring I step between the ropes encouraging the crowd to be louder as I look across the ring and chuckle "Ha this is what I'm against? Cute but I can tell your new"

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Ryder Steel: I watch you run down the ramp, the crowd absolutely going crazy. I roll my eyes at that, being a villain, the crowd normally just boos them, but villains have more fun. I glare at you, and chuckle from your comment. "Yeah I'm new, here to make a name for myself, consider yourself my first victim" I say, as the ref invites us to the middle of the ring to inform us of the rules. "Yep" I say replying to him. Before taking to my corner and waiting for the bell.

Muscle Twunk: "sure make a name for yourself but going against me you'll just be another jobber" as the ref brings us to the center I nod along as I get back to my corner double bicep flexing as the bell goes off. Walking to the center in a casual stance as I lift my hands for a test of strength, wiggling my fingers "come on lets see if those muscles are just for show"

Ryder Steel: I change shake my head, inwardly smirking at your comment, before flexing my own rock hard biceps at you. The bells ring, and I causally walk to the middle of the ring too. Hands on my hips, I see you raise your hands, and ask for a test of strength. I lock my hands with yours, only to try and surprise you with a boot to your abs.

Muscle Twunk: As I have fought many types of fighters, big, small, new and experienced I know they all go cheap so I play their game. As soon as you lock hands with mine I know a kick is coming, as I see you raise your foot I twist your hands to make us spin so we are back to back and your foot goes outwards missing me. As we are back to back with our hands bent backwards I bring my foot forwards and swing it back into your calf twice driving my heel into it.

Ryder Steel: Unfortunately for me, you see my kick coming, and spin us around, now back to back. "Not bad" I say before feeling not one but two hard kicks to my calf, yourself driving your heel in each time. "Ahhhhhh, you prick" I say, breaking away from you. As you turn around, I show off my speed and send a roundhouse kick to the side of your head.

Muscle Twunk: as I go to turn around from us breaking off I spin to see your foot in my face as it knocks me off balance and I'm sent to the ropes my back against them as I smack my head twice to gain back my senses then looking at you I put all my weight on the ropes to bounce at you and jump aiming a drop kick at your sternum

Ryder Steel: My kick connects and it sends you into the ropes, before I can capitalize, you recover quite quickly and go for a drop kick. I'm able to just time get out of the way, showing off my speed yet again. "Gotta be quicker then that" I taunt, before stomping my shoe on your abs, multiple times, trying to wear you down a bit.

Muscle Twunk: as I land on my back you taunt me on the ground stomping on my abs multiple times as I struggle to flex them trying to minimize the damage on them. I go to roll to the ropes to get back up

Ryder Steel: Your abs are quite strong, that's something I was able to tell, my stomps were definitely well resisted. You roll to the ropes and try to get back to your feet. I try to stay on you, not letting you recover, and grab you from behind, and attempt to German suplex you across the ring.

Muscle Twunk: as I grab the ropes slowly getting up I feel your arms wrap around my waist and squeezing as you plant your feet wide and feel you pull back I keep my grasp on the ropes not letting you toss me back as you come back up I let go of one hand sending multiple elbows back to your temple

Ryder Steel: You manage to hang onto the ropes, foiling my attempt to suplex you. In response you land a few elbows into my temple, knocking me back a few steps. I know I need to keep on you, so despite the pain in my head, I ball my fists, and start punching you hard in your muscled back, only stopping when the ref pulls me off you.

Muscle Twunk: as you punch at my back I shake it off one of my strengths as the ref pulls you off I stay close to him and as he backs away I come full force with my shoulder aimed at your abs to take you down to the mat

Ryder Steel: The ref finally pulls me off you, and you take my punches fairly well. The ref finally moves, after giving me a verbal warning. I only have time to flex my abs, as I see you coming at me, slamming your shoulder into my steel abs, knocking me to the ground. Breathing heavy, as the wind has been knocked out of me. I wrap my legs around your legs, and attempt to pull you to the mat too.

Muscle Twunk: as you pull me to the mat with you my legs rendered useless I land chest to chest against you and pin your hands down with mine as I lean forwards and kiss you, slowly pulling my legs out of yours I sit on your lower abs and lifting my hands I send 3 punches to your abs and a solid hook to your right cheek

Ryder Steel: I'm able to pull you down, sadly you land on top of me, and I'm surprised by your kiss, making me blush a little. But you quickly sit up, and deliver 3 punches to my flexed abs, my abs easily take your punches, but what I don't expect is a hook to my cheek, whipping my head to side, I quickly turn my head back to you, glaring at you, as I lift my legs up, wrapping them around your neck, pulling you off me, yourself laying on your side in a neck scissor, whilst I lay on my back, rubbing my cheek with my hand as I constantly increase the pressure on your neck.

Muscle Twunk: you lift your legs quickly onto my neck in a neck scissor as I wasn't ready for your flexibility I am surprised but as I go to my side and your on your back I roll over top of you again still stuck in your hold I grab hold of under you and lift you up slamming the back of your head into the ground "fucker"

Ryder Steel: I keep squeezing you hard, trying to control you, but you don't go down without a fight. You manage to roll back on top of me, wrapping your arms around me, lifting me up a bit, before slamming my head back into the ground, my head instantly in pain. "Bastard" I yell out, breaking my neck scissor, rolling us over, so you are under me, and I start throwing punches at your face, "Take this you cocky prick" I growl out, landing punch after punch, my ears ringing from the bang in my head.

Muscle Twunk: breaking the hold but you quickly roll on top of me sending punches at my face the first two connecting but the others I put up my hands quickly to block the other punches. as I feel your rhythm of punches I grab your left arm and stop it as I flip you to my side and lock it in an arm bar

Ryder Steel: My first two punches connect, but your able to block my other punches, before I can react, you show off your own speed by grabbing my left arm, locking in a painful armbar. "Ahhhhhhh, you asshole, your gonna pay for this' I say squirming around, trying to get my arm free, whilst I punch your legs with my stronger right arm.

Muscle Twunk: I keep the hold on your arm working on it trying to wear it down to weaken your punches as I take your punches to my thick quads I lift my lower leg slamming my heel into your abs before letting you roll away, as I hop to my feet I push you to your chest and quickly gain control of your back and put you into one of my many camel clutches, this one being my famous double arm clutch, pulling both arms back luckily your arms are big enough to not choke you out I tug at them as as hard as I can tugging at your hurt arm while exposing your chest

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Ryder Steel: My punches don't do much to your legs, but you allow me to escape, I quickly roll away, but before I can get to my feet, you sit, high on my back, grab both my arms, wrapping them around my neck, pulling your hardest, "Ahhhhhh" I yell in pain, getting more and more pissed. I take a few deep breaths as you continue pulling on me, and show off my flexibility again, and grab your neck with my legs again, squeezing it tight, whilst I show on my strength and start to pull my right arm free, from your grip.

Ryder Steel: My punches don't do much to your legs, but you allow me to escape, I quickly roll away, but before I can get to my feet, you sit, high on my back, grab both my arms, wrapping them around my neck, pulling your hardest, "Ahhhhhh" I yell in pain, getting more and more pissed. I take a few deep breaths as you continue pulling on me, and show on my strength and start to pull my arms free, from your grip.

Muscle Twunk: as you strain at my grasp tearing as hard as I can, muscle against muscle, my grip is lost as you slam back down I quickly jump back to my feet and send a soccer kick to your left side of your ribs

Ryder Steel: I'm finally able to out muscle you and you release me from your hold. Not before kicking me hard on my ribs. "Ahhh" I yell rolling over, before briefly glaring at you from the canvas. I put my arms behind my head and jump up to my feet, rubbing my ribs a bit from your kick. "Not bad, not bad at all" I say seemingly impressed. We start to circle again, and I decide to put my arms up for a test of strength this time.

Muscle Twunk: as you put your hands up for a test of strength I decide to take it and right before I go in to grasp your hands i say "already beaten and bruised your gonna lose buddy" as I then connect with you and start to push down your hands to the sides

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Ryder Steel: You accept my challenge, and decide to taunt me a bit too. "Do I look done to you?" I respond, going at it, yourself starting to push arms down, I growl, and pour more of my strength in, and even it out again, matching your strength, starting to push your arms up.

Muscle Twunk: as you start to push my arms back up feeling the strength pour out of you as our arms get back to the top I use your move and slam my boot into your abs but go at them three times

Ryder Steel: I finally overpower you again, pushing your arms to the top. I'm about to slam a boot into your abs, but see you going to do it to me, I flex my abs, and they take your kicks, doing minimal damage, but still hurting, I release your hands, and slightly double over faking my pain, before throwing a wicked right uppercut to your jaw.

Muscle Twunk: as you take my hits seeing you bend over just to slam a right uppercut to my jaw I go flying backwards to the ropes as I lean against them my senses knocked crazy as my vision is double

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Ryder Steel: My upper cut connects, and you go flying into the ropes, seemingly dazed a bit, arms hanging over the ropes, I quickly tie your arms around the top and middle rope, trapping you, and smirk at you, planting my own kiss on you, and start throwing left and right hooks into your own set of abs.

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Muscle Twunk: you take advantage of me being stunned and trap my arms in the ropes as you plant a kiss on my lips I blush right before you send a barrage of punches at my abs trying to flex them but they fail in the end as I whimper out from pain

Ryder Steel: I see you blush, as I continue my torture to your abs, at first they resist my punches, but I slowly start to break them down, your abs now turned to mush, my fists sinking deeper and deeper into you. The ref finally pulls me off you again, warning me for the second time, saying next time I'll be disqualified.

Muscle Twunk: finally the ref pulling you away as my abs are completely broken removing me from the ropes as I hold my red and blue abs in pain I watch the ref talk to you knowing this is my only chance to get back at you, i push the ref out of the way as I send a kick to your temple

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Ryder Steel: My hands are on my hips as the ref warns me again, seemingly not interested in what he's saying, the ref moves out of the way, and once again I'm surprised by a kick to my temple, sending me spinning into the ropes, my arms trapped like yours before. "Fuck" I inwardly cuss, sending kicking my legs, trying to free my arms, as my vision blurs from your kick.

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Muscle Twunk: as my kick sends you to the ropes the same way I was i quickly make sure to trap your arms just like mine the ref not stopping me yet as I just stroke your abs "fuck these are good" right before i send endless punches at your abs and as the ref comes I stomp my heel at the bottom of your abs and back away before he stops me

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Ryder Steel: I see you come for me, and i keep kicking my legs, trying to keep you away, but it doesn't work, you just calmly stroke them, complimenting me on them. I don't have time to answer you, before you return the favour, throwing punch after punch into my steel abs, my abs like yours are able to resist for a little while, but quickly start to lose their strength, before the ref pulls you off me you deliver one final blow in my abs, in the form of a stomp, I drop off the ropes, down to one knee, breathing heavy, holding my now red, raw abs. I see the ref scolding you, and as he moves out of the way, I quickly spear you in your destroyed abs to the ground.

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Muscle Twunk: as you do exactly what I have done not thinking you take me down my abs already weakened I yell out as you gain control i quickly roll over on top of you and send an elbow to your nose then lean my forearm on your neck choking you

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Ryder Steel: Both now on the canvas, breathing heavy. Seemingly both out of breath. You roll us over and land on a punch on my nose, making it bleed, before laying your forearm over my neck, attempting to choke me. Using what strength I have left, I roll us over, and choke you squeezing your neck with both my hands. "Give up punk, it's over" I say.

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Muscle Twunk: you roll us over again and tell me to give as you choke me with both hands as the ref tries to get a good view as the heel i sneak my hands down and send a short but hard punch to your bulge as i also use my other hand to try to send a punch to your face to get you off me

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Ryder Steel: I keep squeezing your neck the hardest I can, but you sneakily, send a punch to my bulge, making me howl in pain, I see you try to send another punch. But I grab your punch, panting in pain and anger, I slam your arm above your head to the canvas, and grab your other arm, pinning it down too. With both your shoulders down the ref starts counting, 1....

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Muscle Twunk: i thrash my body wildly as you take the low blow and stop my punch trying to escape the pin not wanting to lose to the newcomer 1!!!

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Ryder Steel: You start thrashing your body trying to escape, I use all my remaining strength to keep you pinned. The ref now reaching the count of, 2....

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Muscle Twunk: right before the pin of three I throw up a knee to your balls and throw up my shoulder trying to roll away from you outside the ring

Ryder Steel: The ref is about to count to three, but you throw up your knee slamming it into my balls, unfortunately the ref doesn't see it. I instantly roll off you, clutching my balls in pain, I see you roll out of the ring, like me, exhausted, this match taking everything out of both of us.

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Muscle Twunk: I roll back into the ring seeing you still down from my low blows as I have recovered I stand up and pull you to your feet standing at your side just to send the heel of my foot into the side of your head to further daze you

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Ryder Steel: I start to get to my feet, as you get back in the ring, you pull me to my feet, and quickly send a kick to the side of my side of my head, myself dropping to my knees. Whilst the ref isn't looking, I decide to give you a taste of your own medicine, I ball my fist, and slam it hard into your own bulge.

Muscle Twunk: you fall to your knees from my hit but you send your own dirty move making me squeal as I fall to my knees in front of you and send a forearm to your head in resilience

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Ryder_Steel: You fall to your knees straight after my punch connects. Both now in front of each other, you respond by sending a forearm to my head, I fall to the side, but out of resilience too, slam an uppercut to your jaw.

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Muscle Twunk: your uppercut makes me fall back, but i rise back up t my knees and grab your beautiful hair sending my forehead into your nose

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Ryder Steel: My uppercut connects, and you fall back, somehow you rise up again, grab my hair, and headbutt me in the nose, knocking me back to the mat, my nose bleeding again. Running on fumes now, I wrap my legs around you, trapping your arms, and start squeezing you as hard as I can. "Give up punk" I yell, desperation in my voice.

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Muscle Twunk: you take my headbutt trapping my arms at my side in a scissor I yell out in protest as I stand up still stuck but standing over you as the ref counts the pin while you are on your shoulders me still in pain 1!!!

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Ryder Steel: Using whatever strength you have left in you, you somehow get to your feet, still trapped in my legs, and pin my shoulders to the canvas, the ref counts 1 and gets to the count of 2, before i pull you back to the canvas, breaking the pin. "Give up punk, no getting out" I say, squeezing you even harder.

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0Muscle Twunk: you pull my body down to the canvas on my back I yell out on collision but still yelling in pain as my body and arms are squeezed "Fuck no I never tap out" I lift my leg slamming heel after heel into your right thigh

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Ryder Steel: You refuse to tap out, and respond by slamming your heels into my thighs, again and again, I clench my fists, and flex my thighs as hard as I can, fighting through the pain, squeezing you the hardest I possibly can. "GIVE UP" i pant out.

Muscle Twunk: "FUCK NO I DON"T TAP" i scream as I thrash and squirm in your legs in pain driving my heel endlessly into your thighs seeing you clench your fists in pain knowing your hurting and trying to muscle out my arms

Ryder Steel: "TAP OUT, OR I'LL BREAK YOUR RIBS" I scream out too, as you continue driving your heels into me, myself slamming my fists into the canvas, squeezing my eyes shut, gritting my teeth, tears even rolling down my face, as I maintain my scissors, squeezing you extremely hard.

Muscle Twunk: "FUCK YOU PUSSY YOU WONT" I scream out in pain never scissored like this before stupid of me to under estimate you as you are crushing my body slamming my heel into the same thigh hoping it fails for just a second so I can escape while my arms still struggle to push out not wanting to give like a pussy

Ryder Steel: My legs and thighs gone completely numb from your constant kicks, willpower only keeping me going now, but lets just say, I'm going to have quite a few bruises after this. "WANNA BET?" I ask, pure determination in my eyes now, I muster up even more strength, and squeeze even harder, your muscled arms and body being completely crushed by my legs. "GIVE FUCKING UP!" I yell.

Muscle Twunk: "FUCK NO I DON'T TAP THAT'S FOR PUSSY'S LIKE YOU" I finally roll us over and touch the ring ropes forcing you to let go and the ref peels us apart as I roll outside the ring on my back

Ryder Steel: You refuse to tap, and make it to the ropes, forcing me to release my leg scissors. The ref helps pull us apart, and you roll outside the ring, landing on your back. I roll out of ring too, the ref unable to see, I stomp on your bulge hard.

Muscle Twunk: "GAAGAGA YOU BITCH" I scream as my bulge is completely limp and i try to crawl away from you

Ryder Steel: I step off your bulge, the ref still oblivious to it. You start crawl away, but I pick you up, stumbling a bit, and slam you back first into the steel stairs. The wanting us to bring it back into the ref.

Muscle Twunk: then you follow me and slam my back into the metal stairs as I scream again the ref ignoring me and telling us to get back in the ring i slump off the stairs and back to the concrete floor

Ryder Steel: I finally decide to listen to the ref and take it back into the ring, i roll you under the bottom rope, and follow after you, rolling you into the middle of the ring, grabbing one of your arms, pulling it's limit, as I bodyscissor you again, "Time to tap pussy boy" I say, pulling on your arm, and squeezing you with all my mite again.

Muscle Twunk: as you yank down my arm and scissor me again I scream out now in the center nowhere to run I squirm and flail "FUCKK GAHHH"

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Ryder Steel: "Come on punk, give up" I say, pulling on your arm more, and squeezing you my hardest.

Muscle Twunk: "GGG FUCK, I GIVE PLEASE I GIVE" i tap my pinned down arm and free arm as I feel my ribs almost crack as my body feels like it's gonna break

Ryder Steel: "Finally" I say releasing your arm, and releasing my legs, laying back arms stretched out, my body aching all over, as the ref rings the bell and declares me the winner by submission. He helps me to my feet, and holds my arm up. I come over to you, and schoolboy pin you, arms trapped under my legs, my bulge in your face, as I start flexing my muscles. "Should of thought twice before stepping in the ring with me, my ring bitch" I say.

Muscle Twunk: "gmmmff fuck" breathing you in as you sit on me in a schoolboy pin and i can't fight back your smell enticing me

Ryder Steel: I finish flexing and just sit on you, breathing heavy, never having fought so hard in my life. "Well played mate" I say complimenting you, you having earned my respect, I get off you, and get to my feet, extending my arm to help you to your feet.

Muscle Twunk: Stuck under you until you decide to be done, flexing as you stand up, my body beat and bruised from you as you compliment me I give a small smile back returning the favor “ ha ha you too man obviously you’re the better man though” giving you a pat on your bicep

Ryder Steel: You accept my hand, and I pull you to your feet, both physically beaten, bruised and exhausted. "Thanks, but I'm not the better man by much" I say shaking your hand.

Muscle Twunk: “Ha ha I hope next time you won’t be as lucky” feeling my greatly damaged rib cage

Ryder Steel: "Time will indeed tell mate" I say, before leaving the ring, and limping off to the locker room.

Muscle Twunk: I follow shortly behind, getting into the locker room to change out and hopefully find some painkillers

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Published: 2023-02-22, viewed 65 times.