International Pro Wrestling

This match is sanctioned by the Hotshots Pro Wrestling Federation and it is for the Commonwealth Championship and Belt. The match is held at the Qudos Bank Arena in Sydney Australia.

Tonight’s match is between -

The Challenger from England Jay *BOY* Jones 6’0’’ 200 lbs

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The Champion from Australia Damian Slater 5'11" 203 lbs

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Jay_Jones: Dad should have had a chance to get his old Commonwealth belt back from my fiancé Damian before anyone else got a shot at it but dad is still too injured to wrestle and I have been given the first opportunity to wrestle Damian for the Championship.

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Jay_Jones: The flight was long, 22 hrs in total but my little brother Tua kept me entertained with video games and we also watched some Hotshots wrestling matches including dad’s loss against Damian. I promise Tua that I am ging to try my hardest to bring the belt home. We only wish dad was able to come with us but he has to have treatment every day on his injured shoulder.

Jay_Jones: By the time we get to the hotel we only have time to eat and with no rest at all we get taken to the arena by taxi. The crowds are already building outside but we make our way around to the appointed entrance and I am shown to the locker room without even having time to give my little brother a hug. I change into my black squares with matching black boots and kneepads. While I wait to be called for my match.

Jay_Jones: Tonight’s Championship match is a two out of three falls match with a fall being won by a pin or a submission the match can also be won by a single 10 count knockout at any time.

Jay_Jones: I am getting nervous and starting to feel very tired when at last I hear my music start up

Jay_Jones: I jump up and make my way to the arena and enter I cannot believe how packed the place is as I make my way to the ring, smiling at the crowd who do seem a little hostile towards me but all I can think is they will be a lot more hostile when I take their boys belt back to the mother land.

Jay_Jones: I reach the ring and jump up onto the apron and then leap over the top rope, shake hands with the referee and head to my corner and wait for the Champ to make his entrance.

Damian_Slater: Today is the day I defend my championship against my fiancé Jay Jones, I’m already in the locker room getting ready, I put on red and black trunks with matching boots I put my commonwealth championship around my waist then I head towards the arena

Damian_Slater: hearing my music I make my way to the ring,

Damian_Slater: The crowd cheers me on, I smirk looking at you in the ring then I get in and go towards the corner "hope you’re ready to lose to the champ" I laugh taunting.

Jay_Jones: The Sydney crowed erupts as their new Commonwealth Champ enters the arena. I get my first sight of you with your belt around your waist. You smirk at me and I see you have put on the trunks that I love to see you in most, the ones that excite me most and make me very horny. That was a very sneaky but clever move Damian and it has fucking worked as my cock becomes as hard as fuck. You get into the ring and as you head to your corner, I get the most wonderful view of your ass and I am forced to adjust my ever-growing bulge. You turn and look at me with that adorable cocky grin and try to taunt me. I glare at you “Sorry I could not let you keep that belt a little longer babe but it belongs in England. “The crowed BOO loudly at my comment.

Jay_Jones: The referee calls us to the centre I stand looking into your eyes while he tells us once more the rules that we win by scoring two falls or a knockout at any time. He finishes and I offer you my hand for a handshake saying “No hard feelings after this match babe ok?”

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Damian_Slater: I hear you say you’re going to take my belt to England, I shake my head “no sorry babe not a chance" I then go towards the middle of the ring and hand the ref my championship belt, he then places it out of the ring, I listen to the rules, I then watch you hold out your hand "yeah no hard feelings" I shake your hand and grip it tight then pull you close and ram my knee into your balls.

Jay_Jones: You grip my hand tightly and tell me there will be no hard feeling then you pull me in for what I think is going to be a pre match kiss but you drive your knee into my balls. It hurts so badly that I cannot even scream I drop to my ass with tears of pain streaming from my eyes as I try to take deep breaths and control the incredible pain. The referee gets in your face and warns you but the bell had not gone and so he can do nothing and in any case the damage is already done. The referee calls for the bell and I try to get up.

Damian_Slater: Watching you get up I smirk then grab you in a tight headlock "I’m sorry babe but you will lose this match"

Damian_Slater: I then drag you towards the corner then I charge towards the centre of the ring doing a running bulldog and driving your face into the mat.

Jay_Jones: I am in trouble when you grab my head in a tight headlock and taunt me, telling me that I am going to lose this match as you drag me to the corner. I try to punch you in the sides but you run with me towards the centre of the ring and drive my face into the ring floor with a bulldog. I see some flashing light as my head and face explode in pain. This Aussie crowd cheer but I can hardly hear it as I drift on the edge of consciousness with only my left leg twitching.

Damian_Slater: I smirk hearing the crowd cheer, I want to relish in it but I know that I can't give you any time to breathe, so I grab your twitching left leg, lift it up and slam it onto the canvas as hard as I can "I am keeping this belt!" I then lift and slam it down again.

Jay_Jones: I am barely aware of you lifting my twitching left leg until it slams onto the canvas and I SCREAM you inform me that you are keeping the belt and then slam my leg down again and I SCREAM louder and drag myself forwards as I try to grab the bottom rope

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Damian_Slater: Seeing you grab the bottom rope; I grab your legs and drag you towards the centre of the ring I then lift your legs up under my pits and then catapult you towards the corner "how’s that feel?" I taunt.

Jay_Jones: I grab the rope but before the referee can order you to release me, you drag my leg back tuck it under your pit and hurl me towards the corner where my back crashes into the post. A sharp pain travels up and down my spine as I CRY out. The arena erupts into cheers for you as I grab my back and roll out of the ring, wanting some breathing space.

Damian_Slater: I stand by the ropes watching you from the outside I then slingshot myself over them, as I go over spin, doing a slingshot corkscrew splash onto you

Jay_Jones: I turn my head and see you are about to slingshot yourself over the top rope I wait until you twist and you are facing away from me and then I try to move towards the ring apron hoping it is enough to avoid your splash.

Damian_Slater: i land on the floor hard and I let out a scream of agony, I crawl away from you "shit!" I start to get worried now, I need to make sure you don’t get any moves on me.

Jay_Jones: I breathe a sigh of relief as I hear you crash and scream. I need to push myself through this pain and seeing you try to crawl away; I move towards you and grab you up by your neck and try to drive my knee into your guts.

Damian_Slater: I groan in pain as you knee me in my gut, I bend over "damn you!". I bend over and then I try ram my shoulders into your abs not once, not twice but three times.

Jay_Jones: You double groan over but come right back at me and ram your shoulder into my abs I cough and some spit lands on your boots, you deliver two more elbows, hitting the same stop and I feel my abs breaking down but I try to fight through the pain and I lift another knee into your guts and then try to club you between your shoulders with my fist as I struggle to get some oxygen into my body.

Damian_Slater: I groan as you knee my gut again then I fall to my knees as you club between my shoulders, I then look up at you and headbutt your abs as hard as I can " take that!!".

Jay_Jones: You drop to your knees and I think that I have you but you suddenly headbutt my battered abs, I cough and groan as I fall back against the apron holding my guts and realising my abs are in trouble. I watch as you trying to get up and I move forwards holding my guts and try to kick you in your midsection.

Damian_Slater: I get to my feet when you kick my midsection, I groan in pain and fall to my knees once more, I then angrily spit in your face then I start to slowly get to my feet again while holding my midsection.

Jay_Jones: My kick finds it’s mark and you drop to your knees again. I know you so well and I can tell you are getting angry and then sure enough you spit in my face. Not only does that embarrass me, you know your spit turns me on and I feel my now rock-hard cock twitch in my trunks. “You will pay for that Chump” I growl as I pull you up and drive my shoulder into your abs as I try to drive your back hard into the ring post.

Damian_Slater: "Arrrrrrrrrh!!!!!! fuck!!!" I scream loudly in agony as my back hits the ring post I then fall forwards onto the floor arching my aching back "you'll pay for that!".

Jay_Jones: I see the agony in your face as your back crashes into the post and you fall onto the floor arching your back. I almost feel sorry for you but I want that belt so badly. I grab you up and spit right back in your face I then rub your bulge before I drag you along the apron and turn your back to it, drop my shoulder and try to ram that sore back into the ring apron. Fuck I am taking over and loving it while your fans are getting very pissed off.

Damian_Slater: I scream loudly in agony as my back hits the ring apron hard "arrrrrrrrh! fuck! that hurts!!" I then grab your head with both of my hands and ram my knee hard onto your nose "you’re not going to win!".

Jay_Jones: I grin as you scream, I then pull back and go to ram my shoulder in again but you grab my head with both your hands and then ram your knee up into my nose. I hear the crack as a terrible pain shoot across my eyes. I drop to my knees and my bleeding nose falls against your bulge. I take a whiff and fuck your bulge stinks.

Damian_Slater: I stare down at you and smirk "damn right they stink, I haven’t washed them in a while oh and hope you don’t mind but they are still cum filled" I laugh and then grab your hair and pull you up then I put your head under my pits, I then grab your trunks and suplex you hard onto the unprotected arena floor.

Jay_Jones: The smell of your trunks is so concentrated with stale sweat, a little pee dribble, precum and your hot spent cum that it makes me light headed and distracted. You grab my hair and pull my head up under your pit before you grab the waistband of my trunks and suplex me onto the hard, unprotected arena floor. I SCREAM as my back seems to burst into pain, oh fuck I cannot move right now.

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Damian_Slater: As I hit the floor I groan, the suplex also hurting me a bit, I then slowly get to my feet, grab your hair and throw you back into the ring

Damian_Slater: I then roll back into the ring myself; I deliver a Leg drop to the back of the head.

Damian_Slater: I kick you onto your back before I drop my ass onto your face and reverse school boy pin you, my ass smothering your face, referee drops and slaps the canvas …ONE … TWO…

Jay_Jones: You yank me up and literally throw me through the ropes I end up face down, in a world of hurt when Your leg hits the back of my head and and sends me into a state of semiconsciousness. The next thing I know is that hot Aussie ass coming down on my face and the smell totally overwhelming me, my cock oozes precum into my tenting trunks the referee slaps the mat ONCE I try to lift my left shoulder but I cannot and it just forces my face deeper into your ass the ref then slaps the mat again as your aroma totally floods my brain. I desperately then try my hardest to thrust up my stronger right shoulder.

Damian_Slater: The ref counts 3! I get off of you and raise my arms in victory having won the first round "just need to win one more round babe and I keep my belt" I say. I then go towards my corner and wait for you to get up

Jay_Jones: I swear to God I got my right shoulder up enough to break the pin but the bell rings and you remove you stinking ass off of my face. I know you Aussies cheat and the referee is an Aussie also. I take in some deep breaths but your musk is already deep up my nose and is flooding my brain and making my cock throb and twitch. I manage to sit up and take in some more deep breath but feeling confused after you using your cum stained bulge to arouse me and then your suplex onto the hard floor, followed by your ass smother pin, I am not sure if I want to fight you or fuck you.

Jay_Jones: I manage to get to my feet and I start to argue with the referee about my shoulder being off of the ground.

The bell rings to start round TWO

Damian_Slater: I watch you argue with the ref, I can't help but chuckle a little then I hear the bell ring staring round 2, I sneak up behind you while you’re arguing with the ref, I then grab your head in a dragon sleeper "come on babe sniff my sweaty pits" I taunt.

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Jay_Jones: I hear the bell but I am so incensed I push the referee and then I feel you grab my head and shove my face under your pit, locking it in tight with a dragon sleeper. I take in my first deep breath of your sweaty pit stink which adds to your bulge and ass smells in my brain. My cock is going crazy in my trunks. I desperately reach up searching for your eyes and I try to rake them.

Damian_Slater: I hold on tight and smirk thinking I have easily got the second round when; FUCK you rake my eyes "arrrrrrrrrrh!!!!" I scream in pain letting you go, I back away, struggling to see.

Jay_Jones: I feel my fingers raking your eyes and know even before you release me that I have you good. As you back away I turn around and glare at you before I come towards you knowing you cannot see well and I try to headbutt your forehead and you know only too well that my head is almost as hard as Tua’s.

Damian_Slater: I’m trying to regain my sight when suddenly I feel you headbutt my forehead "arrrrrrrrrh!! fuck!!!!!!" I fall to my knees rubbing my sore and red forehead "that hurts!!!" I shout I then try to slowly get to my feet.

Jay_Jones: I have to shake my own head but grin with satisfaction when you fall to your knees and when you start to get to your feet, I come at you with a forearm smash to the side of your head. "How does that feel babe" I snigger.

Damian_Slater: I feel your forearm smash into the side of my head and I fall to the mat, I lay there stunned, only slight moans can be heard, I know deep down that I’m in deep trouble now.

Jay_Jones: I see you drop back to the canvas and dive on top you and straddle your body and then start to deliver grounded punches to your face and head, feeling so angry over being robbed of the first fall.

Damian_Slater: I grunt and groan after each punch and I am starting to feel dazed. I then lift my legs up and wrap them around your waist and squeeze them in a body scissors "how’s this feel!!?" I shout angrily.

Jay_Jones: My punches are getting through and you are looking dazed, I am starting to feel confident when I feel your strong legs wrap around my sides and start to squeeze me as you attempt a body scissors. I YELL and try to land one last hard punch on your nose and hope that you ease the scissors enough for me to escape.

Damian_Slater: The last hard punch dazes me loosening the body scissors just a little "damn you!" I then try to tighten the body scissors again "I’m not letting you escape me babe".

Jay_Jones: My last punch must hurt and it makes you loosen your scissors a little I am able to push forwards a little but you clamp the scissors back on and I groan but I manage to lift up to my knees and put both hands in your throat and start to choke you as I push forwards further and break your scissors while pushing your legs towards your head and placing you in a folding pin. The referee checks your shoulders and slaps the matt …ONE… “Stay down or I will hurt you, Damian!” I yell.

Damian_Slater: I start to struggle to breathe as you choke me, the folding pin catches me off guard, I hear the ref count the folding pin 2! I see that my hands are free so I throw a hard right hook to your busted nose "take that!!!!!".

Jay_Jones: The referee counts …TWO… and I am sure I have equalised when CRACK you punch my busted nose and blinding pain spreads across my face as I see stars, blood pours from my nose as I fall to my side and roll onto my back stunned again.

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Damian_Slater: I get to my feet and stand over you, I look down at you, I need to win this, I can't let you have my belt so I sit on the mat and wrap my legs around your head in a scissors lock

Jay_Jones: I am very dazed after the punch and as I try to wipe the blood from my nose as you sit on the mat and traps my neck between your strong thighs, I quickly struggle but I am too late you squeeze my neck in your perfect headscissor. Blood pumps from my nose and runs onto your thigh. My neck which was healing nicely after the recent injury which I sustained in a post-match attach starts to twinge and I just do not need that right now. In spite of my condition and position the feeling of your legs controlling me makes my cock throb, twitch and leak into my trunks. I need to do something fast as I am coughing and choking. I reach my left hand back and find your hot smelly bulge, at first, I stroke it and then I try to grip it and squeeze it in the hope that it will save me from your nasty scissor hold.

Damian_Slater: feeling you stroke my bulge I moan "mmmmm" then the moaning turns into screaming as you squeeze my bulge "arrrrrrrrrrh!! fuck!!!" despite how much it hurts I’m determined to keep the scissors on no matter what and I pulse my thighs.

Jay_Jones: As I squeeze your bulge you start to moan and then quickly scream but you continue to crush my neck and my throat and you are starting to severally restrict my air supply as you flex your thighs and I begin to weaken. I then suddenly squeeze your balls with everything I have left and reach my leg towards the rope trying to get a ropes break.

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Damian_Slater: you squeeze my balls more and I scream louder in agony, I then let the head scissors go "you bastard!!!! let my balls go!" I thought it was gonna knock you out with the scissors lock but I was wrong and need to figure something else out.

Jay_Jones: At last, you release me I have to hold my neck and as I try to roll it around ,I feel it creaking FUCK I wince with pain realising I need to protect my neck for the remainder of the match. I use the ropes to pull myself up and move towards you. I then suddenly get an idea that will really piss you off, as I get close to you, I try to deliver a crane kick, one of your own finishers that I learnt from you both in the ring and in private at home.

Damian_Slater: I slowly get to my feet rubbing my aching balls, then I’m about to send a chop to your chest when all of a sudden you crane kick me, I fall backwards onto the mat stunned.

Jay_Jones: I deliver a perfect Crane Kick to your head, “so you taught me very well Damian” I taunt as I drag you up by your hair and slip my hand through your hot crotch, lift and invert you. I make sure you get a good whiff of my bulge before I jump delivering my own finisher the Jumping Tombstone Piledriver. I then slide my ass onto your face my knees onto your shoulders while the referee drops down counting …ONE…TWO…

Damian_Slater: I get a whiff of your bulge and moan liking it "Mmmmm smells so good", my head then hits the mat hard and I lay there stunned, I then smell your ass on my face, I end up getting hard as I hear the ref counting the pin and I kick out just after the 2 count.

Jay_Jones: I am enjoying your breath on my ass and expecting the win the fall, when you manage to kick out. I just see red mist and jump up. I then drag you up by your hair and wrap my arms around your waist, I hoist you up and again I invert you before I drop you on your head with another tombstone but this time I keep my arms around your waist and do not let you drop to the mat but I stand up with you still inverted and deliver yet another tombstone. Now let’s see if you kick out again in fact, I doubt you will be able to carry on with this match after the pin. I place my bulge on your face and push your legs under my pit. The referee counts the pin again …ONE…TWO....

Damian_Slater: You drag me up and invert me again, my head hits the mat again, I feel dazed and stunned, I think you’re going to let me go but you tombstone pile drive me again, I feel your ass on my face again and I moan loudly "mmmmmmm" I then hear the ref count but I am too stunned to move, so the ref counts 3! the match is now 1-1.

Jay_Jones: I stay sitting on your face and rub my smelly ass all over it while my equalising fall is announced. I then stand up and head to my corner and watch you trying to rockover, wondering if you will be able to continue as you only have one minute before the bell rings.

Damian_Slater: As I lay on the mat the ref comes and checks on me, he asks me if I’m able to continue, I groaningly say "yes I can continue", I then start slowly getting to my feet then make my way to my corner, I rub my aching head, then the bell rings.

Jay_Jones: I was hoping that you would not make it to your feet but you do eventually make it back to your corner, just as the bell rings for the deciding round. I know you are in trouble so I move to the centre in a fighting stance “get your losers ass over here and lock up Chump” I snarl.

Damian_Slater: Hearing the bell I slowly stumble towards the centre of the ring, I notice you’re in a fighting stance, I then grab your arm flinging you towards the corner then I charge towards you and hit you with my forearm doing a corner running forearm smash.

Jay_Jones: I am feeling confident that I can finish you off now but as you approach me you grab my arm and whip me into the turnbuckle. My back hits hard and sends waves of pain all over my back. Before I can even begin to recover you rush in and hit me with a running forearm smash. My head whiplashes and my spit shoots into your face before I slide down the turnbuckle to my ass breathing in the stink from your dirty trunks, my cock starting to throb and leak.

Damian_Slater: I rub my bulge into your face to daze you some more and then I grab your hair and pull you up to your feet, keeping you in the corner, I then stand on the middle rope, having my bulge in your face I then start raining down punches to your head 9 times then I stop the punches and shush the crowd then I smash my bulge into your face "take that! ha!".

Jay_Jones: You pull me to my feet by my hair and push me back against the turnbuckle and then climb up so your feet are either side of me before you shove that ripe addictive bulge into my face. Needless to say, I cannot help but start to take deep breaths of your stale dried cum which is now mixed with fresh precum and sweat. I then CRY into your bulge as your first punch hits my head. I then lose count of how many times you punch my head but each punch stuns me more and more until when you stop, I am just a stunned dazed mess. The crowd goes quiet and you then ram your rock-hard bulge hard into my blood-stained face. I drool on your bulge and now running on instinct alone I wrap my arms around your thighs before I throw myself forwards as I try to drive you to the canvas and hope that your back slams onto the ring floor hard.

Damian_Slater: I smirk cockily watching you drool on me "liked that did ya?"I laugh taunting, then all off a sudden you warp your arms around my thighs and throw yourself forward, my back his the mat hard and I scream loudly in agony "arrrrrrrrh!!!!!! fuck!!!! that hurts!!!"

Jay_Jones: Your back slams into the mat and you are now the one in trouble I push your legs up over your head and pin your shoulders my face is so near yours I want to kiss you as I lift my legs up and put them on the middle rope which helps me put weigh on your shoulders the referee cannot see my feet as he is busy counting …ONE…TWO….

Damian_Slater: I’m in shock at how you pin me. i can’t seem to move at all, the ref counts the pin, he is just about to count …3… but stops seeing your legs on the middle rope, he scolds you for that.

Jay_Jones: The referee is about to slap the mat a third time when he stops and kicks the rope “FUCK” I have been caught, sometimes it works and sometimes it does not but this bloody cheating Aussie referee will always take your side. I get in his face and tell him what I think of him while the Aussie fans start chanting “CHEAT CHEAT CHEAT”.

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Damian_Slater: I slowly get to my feet and see your arguing with the ref, I need to beat you fast so I sneak up behind you and grab you in a dragon sleeper I then lift you up and slam your back hard onto the canvas, hitting my finisher Slatality.

Damian_Slater: I then sit my ass on your face and then hook your legs, the ref counts, 1! 2!

Jay_Jones: As I am telling the asshole referee what I think of him as I am grabbed from behind and my head is pulled back, I try to take a breath and I get a mouthful of sweat and no air as my face gets shoved under your pit. My cock goes crazy and my balls churn as I feel myself being lifted up and the THUD my back and shoulders slam onto the canvas and I see lights flashing, the noise of the crowd fades in and out. I then get a massive overdose of the smell of your ass and dirty trunks. My body starts to shake and I have a massive spontaneous orgasm, totally filling the pouch of my trunks with my own cum as the referee easily counts the pin. As I hear the bell ring you can feel me submissively kiss your asshole as my hands grab your hips to keep your ass on my face.

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Damian_Slater: I hear the ref finishing the pin and I shout "yes!!!!!!!!!" I get to keep my championship, I stay seated on you "sorry babe looks like the best man won" I laugh, the ref then hands me my championship and I flex and pose with it while still seated on you.

Jay_Jones: I know that I have lost and I feel devastated but I have the ass that everyone wants sitting on my face right now and that ass also belongs to me, I just wish you would wash your trunks a little more often. I start to feel sleepy and tap you lightly to let you know I am about to pass out.

Damian_Slater: I stay on your face for a little longer until I feel you tap me, I then get up, I wrap my championship belt around my waist then I grab your hand and help you to your feet "now let’s get home and fix your pretty boy face up"

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Published: 2023-01-10, viewed 85 times.