Jungle Arena

Drake_NRW: I am invited to headline an indie pro sex card in another city My opponent is a new young villain who has challenged mt to a no rules stakes match. The promoter says it will be brutal and pays me accordingly. I have my doubts that the cute kid in the in the posters (across from my pic) is much of a villain. And his loincloth gimmick seems old. “I will make short work of this upstart!” I tell a staffer back stage.

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Drake_NRW: I go to the locker room to prepare as the undercard continues. I don my red speedo and start stretching my 145lb, 5’4’ frame. I go to the weight room to prime my powerful bodybuilder physique. I receive kudos from other wrestlers, who comment on my many hot matches. Some ask for me to autograph photos.

Drake_NRW: “Have any of you wrestled this jungle twink?” I asked pointing to the poster. A couple nod and tell me that you brutally worked them over. They tell me that you are skilled, tough and will fight dirty to win.

Drake_NRW: On the monitor, I see you enter the building being greeted by eager young fans. A sexy twink villain adored by local fans, I think. Nonetheless, I am confident the fans will rally behind me and that I will make short work of the newcomer.

Drake_NRW: Later in the evening, I am called to the ring. I am cheered by the crowd but I also see lots of guys and gals with signs bearing your name.

JJ_Spearman: This Drake kid was supposed to be some sort of hot shot from this league I was trying to make a name for myself in. I had played the bad guy before. The role was nothing new to me, besides I always saw how much fun the villains had. It was time to embrace my darker side. I had successfully defeated Tim the Teen Sensation which was no small feat! He was an extremely good competitor. As I was introduced I trotted down the aisle wearing just a leopard skin pattern loincloth. I was a bit surprised to see more than a few fans holding signs with my name on them. "Go Jungle Boy!" and a cute girl had one that said, "I Love Jungle Boy!" I wished it had been a cute boy but I blew her a kiss as I trotted past her. I'm sure that made her day.

JJ_Spearman: I climbed into the ring sliding deftly under the ropes and saw you standing there. You were pretty small I thought at first glance just five-four thinking, 'What's all the fuss about this guy?' But you did have a nicely tight body on you firm pecs and solid looking abs. The referee is going over the rules which we all know too well. I only half hear him as I stride to mid-ring where you await. At 6'1" I tower over you. I have nearly 40 pounds on you too although I didn't have quite the same build as you I knew I was strong & tough enough to take you out. I make it a point to get really REALLY close to you, so close your pecs are touching my upper abs just because I want everyone to see how much bigger I am than you. And I want you to see it too. Putting on my best sneer face I say, "Ready for a squash job pee-wee?"

Drake_NRW: "I love squashing newcomers like you!" I reply looking upward. I bounce my thick pecs against your smooth abs. I smirk then stand back and pop a double bicep pose.

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JJ_Spearman: "I meant I'll be the one doing the squashing lil fella!" The handsome college boy that would be the referee finished up and asked us to shake hands. I did of course and retuned to my corner. I heard someone call out, "Kick his ass Jungle Boy!" I looked and saw it was a cute looking dude. I flashed him a wide grin and gave him a gunshot sign with my right hand as the bell rang. I moved out quickly bouncing on my feet ready to make good on my promise to squash you!

Drake_NRW: I circle you watching carefully. You are fit, cocky, and a local hero. I lift my arms and challenge you to a test of strength. You shake your head. "Scared Jungle Boy?"

JJ_Spearman: I smile both inside and out as I knew that you would start off like that. I make a motion like I accept your challenge but lash out with a front kick to your underbelly. 'Damn those abs are hard AF' I think.

Drake_NRW: You hit me hard in the abs with a quick kick. I smirk, disguising the pain I felt. I circle you knowing that you are quick with your feet. I start to lock up with you but duck under your arms and spear you in the stomach and flipping you over my back. But as I turn I see you are quickly back on your feet.

JJ_Spearman: The hit to my gut hurt but I have taken far worse. I do indeed get right back to my feet and, as you turn, give you a drop kick to those sweet pecs. The kick sends you to the ropes and, as you bounce off, I'm back to my feet and clothesline you laying you out flat. I drop a well placed elbow to the chest taking control early.

Drake_NRW: "Fuck, this Jungle Boy is good!" I think as you lay me flat as the locals cheer. You then take control with an elbow as I try to get back in the match.

Spearman: I get behind you raising you up to a sitting position and hammer down some hard-ass forearm strikes again to those pecs before pulling you to your feet and whip you chest first to the turnbuckles. I follow right in behind you planting my knee to the small of your back!

Drake_NRW: I collapse after your forearm strikes , a whip into the ropes and a knee to the lower back. You revel in the cheers of the crowd as I slowly start to stand.

JJ_Spearman: As you slowly start to stand I get between you and the big college boy ref and give you a hard closed fist shot to the right kidney. A few people in the audience see it and, clearly not being fans of mine, yell at the referee telling him what I did. He gives me a quizzical look and I just hold up both hands with a look of disbelief on my face like, "What? Who? Me?"

Drake_NRW: I collapse again from the sucker punch. "I can't let this punk kick my ass!" I say to myself as you toy with the ref and fans, who and hate you. A you showboat, I use my legs to sweep you off your feet onto the canvas.yt

J_Spearman: Caught totally unawares I fall straight back to the canvas.

Drake_NRW: I get up but you quickly pop back up too. I join the crowd in applauding your dexterity as I admire your lithe body.yt

JJ_Spearman: Super annoyed you made me look foolish I get up really quick and put two hands to your right arm and whip you hard into the ropes. I bend over to deliver a back body drop as you rebound

Drake_NRW: I roll under your back body drop and bounce of the ropes. I step over your body, hit the other ropes and...

JJ_Spearman: I was shocked to see you elude my perfect set up. I turn quickly to see where you went to.

Drake_NRW: I lean in to shoulder block you only to have you leap over me and, after I hit the opposite ropes., drop kick me squarely in the jaw.
I step out of the ring to compose myself as fans cheer you and boo my retreat.

JJ_Spearman: I got a bit frustrated as you exit the ring. I quickly slid out after you and attack you from behind by taking the back of your head and shoulders and shove you chest first into the steel steps leading to the ring. The heavy metal step even move as your pecs impact them!

Drake_NRW: I can't believe it when you roll out unseen and shove my het brutally into the metal steps. I slump to my knees as you strike a Tarzan pose thumping your chest in dominance. I lunge forward and up to slam you on the ground. I get up and slam your head into the edge of the ring canvas.

JJ_Spearman: The fans that dislike me cheer you on as they see me get my comeuppance. I shake my dazed & groggy head as you bashed it off the apron. I stand up but my world is still spinning wildly. I take a step but its way from the ring as my detractors laugh at me.

Drake_NRW: I tomahawk chop you hard in the chest as you drop back. I then toss you back in the ring and leap on to the top turnbuckle to greet you when you get up.

JJ_Spearman: While you were busy delivering tomahawk chops to my chest and climbing turnbuckles I was still trying to get my head cleared as I climbed to all fours then up to a standing position. I turned around and saw you on top of the turnbuckles. For a little guy you suddenly looked very big!

Drake_NRW: I leap of the top ropes in a giant splash ready to crush Jungle Boy in dramatic fashion.

JJ_Spearman: I knew you didn't get all the way up there just for the view. Though dazed and hurting I braced myself for your leap and leap you did sending your whole form at me all 146 pounds of it! "Smack!" our chests collided as your slammed into me but I managed to catch you wrapping one arm around your shoulders and the other up between your sweaty thighs. Using your own momentum I turned you over and power slammed you! "WHAM!" the ring shook violently on impact. I thought about going for a pin but after seeing how tough a kid you were I picked you up and body slammed you a second time. Again "WHAM!" the ring shook. I dropped an elbow to the upper chest that MAY have hit a little close to your throat before hooking a leg and going for a pin. The college boy ref dropped and slapped the canvas "ONE!"

Drake_NRW: I am stunned as you catch me and then use my momentum to slam me violently into the canvas. The ring shakes with the force of your move. You then slam me again then elbow me in the throat. You hook my leg for the pin but are a little cavalier. I lift my shoulders before the ref slowly counts to three. I gasp for air. Who is this incredible athlete kicking my ass again? I hear fans go wild then gasp as I evade the pin.

JJ_Spearman: "Damn!" I mutter as you evade being pinned. More work for me then I guess. I wipe the sweat from my brow and fling it onto you as still lay on the mats. I stomp your belly hard with the heel of my boot before hoisting you up clutching your sexy torso to my chest. I turn you just a little before dropping you down over my knee in a gut buster! I roll you off my knee as I feel the wind leave your sails. Again I cover you hooking the leg and the ref drops and slaps the mats, "One!" "Two!"

Drake_NRW: Again I desperately power out. I need to do something soon or I am going down.

Drake_NRW: I gouge you in the eye. Then I headbutt you.

JJ_Spearman: I really though I had you after the gut buster but you showed amazing resiliency even resorting to a sneaky move worthy of myself with the rake of my eyes! The head butt stopped me cold as my head was still spinning a bit after the previous hits you had given. I stumbled back into the closest corner back first using the turnbuckles to help keep me on my feet. With my arms over the top ropes on each side I shake my head saying to myself, "Tough little fucker, what do I have to do to put him down?"

Drake_NRW: I have fought and often beaten, some of the best sex wrestlers in the world. Yet this kid has been icking mmy ass and countering my every move. Finally, I was compelled to cheat despite my clean-cut face/hero persona. The glint in my eyes convey my steely resolve to beat this hot stud. I acknowedge the booes from the crowd by flipping the bird anf=d flexing. As I do, I notice how much I am tenting in my speedo. I am totally turned on by this Jungle Boy and can't wait to make him mine.

Drake_NRW: I charge into the corner and spear you in the abs. I drag you out of the corner by the hair and lift you up into I get back in the ring quickly. I see you a little out of step trying to straighten up in the center of the ring. Before you are fully standing, I approach you and begin to lift you. I put you on my shoulder, head against my pelvis. I start running to the turnbuckle to blow your back in an Oklahoma Stampede. I want to break you in two!!!

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Drake_NRW: I smash you into the canvas causing the ring to shake. The crowd is stunned by this power move and anguished faces express their fear that their hometown boy is finished. I stand over your broken body and flex. I turn and taunt the fans knowing you will not get up from this devastating finisher.

JJ_Spearman: Already dazed I was unable to dodge your spear as you crush my gut. You showed some amazing power as you hoist my 180 pounds up and charge across the ring blasting my back into the far set of turnbuckles. I had heard of the Oklahoma Stampede but had never seen one let alone be a victim of it! If that were not enough you body slam me to the canvas! I laid on my back twitching a little with drool coming out the corners of my mouth. I was truly crushed. But, as you uncharacteristically taunt the fans, I wiggle as best i could toward the edge of the ring. If I could drop myself to the floor I just might...MIGHT gain enough of a respite to go on but it was not looking good for me.

Drake_NRW: I do not notice your movement, supremely confident I have knocked you out. I get quite erect as the fans jeer me and as I contemplate stripping you and riding your hot ass.

JJ_Spearman: I was right to the edge of the ring apron. I wasn't looking forward to dropping to the cement floor but at least it would get me a few more moments. I forced myself to roll and flopped onto the floor where the cement actually felt nice & cool on my sweaty body. I struggled to get to a sitting position against the steel steps all the while sort of admiring you for going rogue and breaking that goodie, goodie boy image.

Drake_NRW: I turn to notice that you have disappeared. I search to sides before seeing you slumped helplessly sitting against the steps. I hop over the ropes and strut towards you ready to toss you back in the ring.

JJ_Spearman: I see you coming toward me and I manage to throw my right foot up into a kick that hits your fat bulge. I love the look of pain on your face but I'm still hurting too much to fully enjoy it. I hear the referee counting both of us out but I know I'll be counted out first. I struggle as best I can to grab the ring apron and weakly roll myself back into the ring. Still reeling from the massive hits I lay on my back sucking wind. I had no idea if winning this was possible even after I successfully bought myself some respite.

Drake_NRW: Out of nowhere, you kick me right in the groin and then roll into the ring before being counted out. Fortunately, the kick was not hard from the slumped position you were in and it landed on my hard cock not my soft balls. I get up and roll into the ring before being counted out. I am eager for this gladiatorial battle to continue. I roll on top of you as you are catching your breath. My crotch rubs against yours as I try to pin you. You easily raise an arm but your groin does not resist being held down by my thick cock. Instead I discover a large treasure hidden--and growing--treasure in the loincloth. I grind further with my 6.5 teen cock but your bigger cock fights back valiantly. You kiss me and then roll on top of me pressing your club into mine.

JJ_Spearman: As I roll on top of you I can already feel my hard on leaking. Damn, you are not only a tough fighter but sexy as hell too! Trying to kill two birds with one stone I grind my crotch into yours feeling the satisfying lump in your groin while at the same time I press my hands into your sweet pectorals and go for a pin hoping you are distracted. Then, to distract you further, I lean down and kiss you deeply.

Drake_NRW: We are in full sex fight mode now. The brutality matched by intense eroticism. The crowd is going wild. But I no longer care. It is now about two teen gay musclehunks at war! I enjoy you on top of me but am not going to let you pin me. I power out and roll to my side. Our cocks and lips press together a brief moment longer before I grab your neck and apply a headlock. I raise to one knee cranking up the pain as your rod presses against my side.

JJ_Spearman: I wince as you cinch on your headlock. My cheek is pressed to you ribs and my nose touches your sweaty, hairy armpit. It's both unpleasant and wonderful all at once. But my hands are free and I snake one down till I find the waistband of your trunks and slip it under till I grasp the hard, pulsating and heavily leaking tool all surrounded by sweaty pubes. I give your male tool a firm grip and begin jerking you off. Maybe the thrill of an orgasm will cause you to loosen the hold around my head. If not I have more volatile ideas t employ!

Drake_NRW: Fuck! You have a firm grip on my throbbing teen cock. You jerk intensely shoving my cock out of the speedo. I let go of the headlock and punch you in the head to desperately/repeatedly to finally break free from you grip. As you lie there hands protecting your head, I reach down and rip off your loincloth in a fierce motion. Your erect 7" cock is visible for the fans to admire. I stand, slip my speedo off fully (my erect 6.5 inch cock at full mast), and wave your loincloth in the air to cheers and boos from the fans. You get up and stand across from me so that our cocks are crossing like swords at play. I grip you by the balls with one hand and squeeze tightly. "Time to submit, Jungle Stud!"

JJ_Spearman: I feel you grab my balls. I no way am ready to lose this match. I had worked too hard to get this far. I reach out and grab your dangling balls so heavy & plump. I squeeze as hard as you are squeezing me. We stare each other in the eye, me looking down at you of course! Seeing we have each other in a stand-off I say, "Alright one three we let go and continue the match?" It was a reasonable solution. I counted off, "One!... Two!... Three!" On the count of three I release my hold on your fat, furry balls.

Drake_NRW: What a naive kid! He may lay a villain but I am a dirty bastard when I don't get my way! I don't ;et go. Instead, I use my other hand to double the unbearable pain on your big balls. "GIVE Jungle Boy!!" I yell over your cries a the booes from the now completely hostile crowd.

JJ_Spearman: I had no time whatsoever to react to your treachery before you apply a second hand to my balls and really ratchet up the pressure. I'm in agony and wave my hands high overhead signaling my submission. The bell is rung and I lost...dammit!, I think, 'How did this fucking happen?'

Drake_NRW: I smirk. I whisper to you, Hell of a match! More than a Jungle Boy, you are a Jungle Stud! You may beat me one day but tonight your ass belongs to Drake the Wild!" I stroke your long teen cock then taunt the crowd on its feet booing me. I stroe my engorged cock. Almost ready to cum!!! I love this!!! They love hating me!

JJ_Spearman: As you flaunt yourself to the not so adoring crowd, I strike back when you turn away from my by sending a hard kick right between your legs mashing those plump low hangers. As you falter I seize your arm and whip you violently into the far turnbuckles. You crash into them back first and sag. I charge in at you and, just before I hit, I leap and power my full weight into a shoulder that crushes your gut! You slump down in agony as I deliver my finisher, the "Spearman Spear". Now dazed I drag you out of the corner and body slam you. I'm hurting and dazed but my anger has energized me.

JJ_Spearman: With you on your back pretty much out of it I drop to my knees straddling your chest pining your arms to your sides. I get my still hard cock harder with a few strokes and lean forward. I hold your nose so you have to open your mouth. When you do the timing is perfect as I start shooting stream after white stream of cum into your wide open mouth! I shoot at least seven jets then finish with a steady river of cum that literally fills your mouth. I graciously allow you a breath through your nose then close it off again forcing your lips closed with my free hand, "Drink up Drake!" As you swallow I let your mouth go and slap your face, "That's a good boy Drake! Enjoy your victory. We'll meet again!" I stand up and kick you in the nuts just because I could. I exit the ring leaving you there curled up and hurting. As I walk past the cute dude from early on in the match he slips me his phone number in a wadded up note. The match sucked but maybe the night would be perfect.

Drake_NRW: I won the match, but you were the real winner. You outwrestled a rising star. The crowd loved you. And you marked me with multiple jets of your seed. I leave my face covered in cum and with a bad taste in my mouth as the crowd mocks me. AS I exit the arena, a hot stud offer to help with my still stiff cock. I signal for him to join me in the locker room.

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Published: 2023-01-06, viewed 108 times.