SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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You are not logged in. - Madison Jones

You are not logged in. - Cody North

Madison Jones:
Next up for me on the SECW Beat the Blue tour is Oxford Mississippi. It is home to the University of Mississippi, which while being cool, is not really a place I plan to hang out at. Instead I visit the Southside Art Gallery. As the evening approaches I end up getting some food and heading to the locker room, this time the setup for the match being in the Gym of the University. I'm still suffering a bruised ego from having my win streak stopped by Commissioner Foxy himself, but you can't win them all. Tonight I face Cody North, the "Canadian Nightmare" in a Submission match with Stakes. I've been told the whole University Wrestling Team will be there to watch, so I plan to show off a bit.

While the early matches play out on the card, I sit around in the locker room basically naked, trunks and boots next to slip on. I Happen to see Cody come in, and I give him a wave. "Good luck out there Cody. Looking forward to it."

Cody North:
Its been a few weeks since I joined up with SECW. Bosses had a look of me training and showing off my skills before they let me join, and then another few weeks of preparations. Tonight's gonna be my debut with the fed, down South in Oxford Mississippi. I can take a little heat, but what they say about Southern food is definitely true. They have me going up against one of SECW's biggest names tonight, which means I'm going to have to make an impact if I want to succeed.

I head into the locker room after getting in a quick workout, when I see my opponent sitting on a bench getting dressed for the match. I give you a cocky smirk, "luck? Not gonna need it eh." I say jokingly...

Madison Jones:
"Sure tough guy, sure..." I look you over while I slip my trunks, go a little slow so you can see just what's coming your way later. Start to lace up my boots and the stagehand waves at me. "See you out there Cody." I rise up and head over to the entrance just as the last couple of guys come in naked and covered in sweat. I nod to them as I hear my music start up.

Announcer:
"The First competitor, standing 5'10 and weighing in at 198 lbs, making his debut in SECW, Madison Jones!" A English cover of the song Alumina begins playing over the com system.

Madison’s Entrance

I make my way down, a spotlight following me. Crowd cheers as I have only a single defeat under my belt in this league. I hop around, slapping hands as I get to the ring, and finally slide in under the ropes. Hop up to my feet, I throw some punches and kicks getting ready for Cody North to come out. Eventually I sink into my corner as my music fades, and then turn my attention to the backstage entrance.

Cody North:
I change out of my gym clothes, putting on a pair of red-and-white trunks with a bright red maple leaf on my bulge. "North of the Border" printed in big black lettering over my white butt. I'm wearing matching red-and white boots and knee-pads, gotta put on a show for the American crowd.... My music starts up next.

Announcer:
And his opponent... standing at 6'0" and weighing 214 lbs... from Vancouver, Canada... The Canadian Nightmare... CODY... NORTH!!!"

Cody North:
Some of the crowd booing me as I walk down the ramp, giving them a mighty flex of my biceps. I climb up the ring apron, stepping through the ropes before flexing at you, showing off my rock-hard, muscular body before I wink at you...

Madison Jones:
The Ref calls us center of the ring, talking up his usual stuff about a fair fight, rules, stakes, etc. While he is talking I extend my hand looking for a handshake like I do with all my fights so far. Canadians are polite, right? “Shake?” I smile waiting to see if you accept it.

You are not logged in. - Handshake

Cody North:
I meet you in the center, my tatted arms and chest opposite of your lightly hairy chest. I smile as the ref goes on about rules, you extend a hand at me. I smirk, but take your hand and shake it, winking at you..

Madison Jones:
Firm handshake then break it off as Ref steps away and the bell rings. Ding Ding. I hold up my hands for the Collar and Elbow, but I'm watching you. A name with the word Nightmare in it, and the way the crowd was booing has me worried I have a dirty fight on my hands, and so I am ready to guard my groin in case you go for a cheap shot.

Cody North:
THe bell rings, you hold your hands up, ready to lock up. You look confident, but I can tell you're expecting me to make a dirty move. Good. I flex again, hearing another round of boos and insults. Suddenly I lunge forward, locking up wit you as I grunt and struggle...

Madison Jones:
I'm smiling, looking at you face to face. You're a little taller, a little heavier, creeping into heavyweight by about 15 lbs. We push back and forth into each other, neither of us making very good progress. I then step forward and slam my knee into your gut, follow up by falling to my back, keeping my knee there, and trying to kick you over my shoulder with a Monkey Flip.

Cody North:
We grunt and struggle, as I start using my weight and size to push you back, but you're stronger than your size would suggest. Suddenly you make a move, slamming a knee into my rock-hard six-pack. My abs absorb your knee well, but you fall backwards, kicking me over and down into the mat with a monkey flip. I grunt as my back slams into the mat, before rolling over onto a knee and shaking my head. The crowd gives you a few cheers.

Madison Jones:
They do give a few cheers, and more in a moment as I aim to impress. I bring my knees to my chest, and kick up to standing with a standard kip-up, the lights on us showing off my muscles well in this gymnasium. Can't help but to notice the wrestling team front row looking on dressed up in their singlets; it's adorable. Anyhow I turn your way, seeing how you took the hit to your back but are not up to your knees. Hands come up defensive and I move in on your location inch by inch. When I get in range, I reach out and grab your right arm, then try to bring it up behind you in a nice tight Hammerlock.

Cody North:
I rub my cheek a few times, muttering something under my breath. You advance towards me, reaching out as you grab my right arm, lifting me back to my feet as you pull it behind my back in a hammerlock. I grunt, "Nice move" before I TWIST around hard, freeing myself from the hammer. Grabbing onto your wrist, I pull you into me, before SLAMMING a short-range clothesline into your neck...

Madison Jones:
Hand gripping mine to reverse out of the hammerlock, you send your short-range clothesline at my neck. I grunt as I take it, the impact knocking me down. Thing is, your arm that I'm holding, I don't let go. I drag you to the ground with me as I fall to my back, us near the ropes. I shift up to my knees still holding that arm still, you face down by me, and so I wrench that hammerlock on again... this time with you grounded and me start to mount myself over your ass.

You are not logged in. - Ground Hammerlock

Cody North:
You take the clothesline, dropping to the mat. But you're still holding onto my arm, and you manage to drag me down with you. I grunt as I fall to the mat, we struggle for control but you move quicker, managing to shift up behind me, holding me face down, with my arm locked behind my back, "fucking hell" I grunt as I struggle and try to escape...

Madison Jones:
I feel your struggle, crowd starting to cheer as I mount you taking you under control. I reach forward and grab that other arm now, try to wrench it back behind your back to join the other in a double hammerlock. Same type of stuff the police do here in the USA when arresting someone, and more importantly, causes them to burn a lot of energy when they struggle to get free.

You are not logged in. - Grounded Double Hammerlock

Cody North:
you reach forward, mounting me as I try to get up to my knees and buck you off me. You grab my other arm, wrenching it behind my back too, "fuck!" I grunt as you have me pinned down good.

Madison Jones:
My demeanor is one of business, outside of a smile on my face, no cockiness... at least right now. I wrench both arms up tighter into your back, hold for a moment while the wrestling team makes a few notes. I release your right arm and pivot off you to the side, that free arm of mine now coming down to grab your right ankle. I then BEND your spine as I plant my feet into it, stretching your core so the wrestling team can see your chest, legs, and groin on display; Canadian Symbol proudly visible to this Southern American crowd.

You are not logged in. - Grounded Bow and Arrow

Cody North:
I keep trying to buck, but your weight is positioned to keep me down. You wrench both arms tighter into my back as I let out another groan. Then you release my right, pivoting me off to the side, your free arm grabbing my right ankle. Your feet slam into my spine, BENDING me as you stretch out my core with the bow and arrow. My breathing starts to get faster as I let out another groan...

Madison Jones:
"Don't give up yet Cody. Just getting started." Alright, maybe a little cocky now. I keep you bent, realizing the ropes are right there not far from you. You keep trying to buck, but I'm focused on keeping you here till you force and escape, or you grab the ropes and make the Ref come and save you.

Cody North:
"Aaaaghh... fuuuck" muscled and tatted body stretched out, sweat starting to bead over my torso as you bend me in the bow. I slam a fist against the mat, before flailing an arm, trying to reach for your wrist holding on to my other arm...

Madison Jones:
You're clearly not worn down enough to tap, which is good because I have a mental list of things I want to do to you before you give up today. I release you arm and leg as you start to reach back, the two snapping forward as the torque finally ends. I rise up to my knees now, then my feet, back away with my arms up defensive, giving you a moment to recover while I think about what to do next.

Cody North:
After a few more moments of stretching out my back, you release me. I groan, rubbing my back as I get to my knees, "fucking bitch" I growl. You raise your arms defensively, circling me. I shake my head, before suddenly rushing at you with a spear into your gut...

Madison Jones:
Watching you carefully, knowing you're pissed, your phrase giving away your rashness. You came at me trying to spear me, my hands up defensive. You ram into them like bull, arms absorbing the impact a bit as I go down, a gasp of air coming out of me with the impact echoing through the Gymnasium. Some fans cheer, or maybe just my haters. If you had more wind up, that would have really hurt with your bodyweight behind it. What you find after the impact is that I bring my legs up around your core in a body scissor, giving you a nice tight squeeze. I try to grab your head now, hoping to lock in a Guillotine Choke on you.

You are not logged in. - Guillotine Choke

Cody North:
With my shoulder buried in your gut I shove you back, as you fall onto your back you lift your legs up, wrapping them around my body. I grunt as you lock on a guillotine choke, struggling to escape again as I slam a fist into your side..

Madison Jones:
Fist hitting my side, typical struggle with this hold locked in. I grunt, tighten up my arms around your neck, trying to soak the pain of your punches. Crowd cheering as I hold your head to the side of my chest, some sweat starting to build. Hold you a bit longer knowing you can get a couple more hits in on me, feeling that the squeezing of my legs and choking of your neck are well worth the exchange, like sacrificing a pawn for a knight.

Cody North:
You absorb my fists, still holding onto the guillotine. I switch strategies, rolling us over so you're on your back. My knees against the mats, I position my legs, pushing my boots down on the mat now. Hands on either side of you as I try to lift us both up...

Madison Jones:
There we go, much better... which is bad for me. You flip us around and start to use that muscle body of yours to lift me up. I start to panic, your threat working well to get me off you before you can slam me down. I release hold, fall to my back beneath you under my own power and control. Boots come together near my chest, and then I KICK out with both boots aimed at your gut, right around where I need you in the Collar and Elbow earlier.

Cody North:
Trying to lift you up, but you release the hold before I do, falling back and slamming a knee into my abs. I grunt, doubling over a bit. This time, I grab your leg, holding it out before I slam an elbow drop into your torso...

Madison Jones:
You grab my leg after doubling over, hold it tight. Eyes widen as you rear up your free hand and drop down between my legs with an elbow to my gut. I grunt hard, the sweat starting to build real good on my chest under these lights. I rear my own arm back now, you basically mounted on top of me, and swing my elbow to the side of your head. If it connections, I go to flip you around in my grasp, back to my chest hoping to lock on a Rear Naked Choke.

Cody North:
After the elbow, you reach out trying to swing your elbow around me. This time, I get wise to your strategy. As you reach out, I push off you, this time grabbing your arm and hauling you back up. Holding onto your arm, I whip you across the ring into the corner...

Madison Jones:
You whip me good across the ring, full distance of about 20 feet, giving me a few seconds to think as I run. I turn, letting my back hit the buckle, giving out a solid cry as I hit. Some of the crowd reacts with a gasp. I squint my eyes, step out of it holding my back with my right hand. "Fuck!" I call out. Thing is, this is all a trick. I'm playing up the pain hoping you will come charging at me like a raging bull again. If you do, I get ready to counter you with something nasty.

Cody North:
You rush across the ring, slamming into the corner, trapped. You seem to be in pain, fading surprisingly fast for a man of your caliber. No, there's no way, I think to myself. I approach you, carefully, before at the last moment I slam a roundhouse kick into your head...

Madison Jones:
I over played my hand, it happens. You spin your kick and strike me in the head, my jaw striking to the side as the crowd cries out in shock. I fall back into the corner, right arm over the rope, left coming up to feel my jaw with pain painted on my face.

Cody North:
You fall over to the side, holding onto the rope with one arm. I smile and move in, wrapping my arms around your torso before LIFTING you up and out of the corner, then slamming you down into the mat...

Madison Jones:
I don't go quietly. You bring your big arms around me, chest to chest. You might notice I've grown rather firm in my trunks too. First thing that happens, I punch you in the side of the head. You slam me down, but as I go and punch again, then let out a solid grunt as my back collides, sound echoing through the gymnasium. I am not helpless. You overtop me again, choosing to stay in the arms reach of a grappler, I swing my elbow at your head again, and if it hits, I then again try to pull you into a Rear Naked Choke over top of me.

Cody North:
After slamming you down, you go for another rear naked choke. I plant a hand on your face, holding it down, as I grab your wrist with my other arm. I twist your wrist around, trying to roll you onto your back, this time pinning you down with a hammerlock of my own...

Madison Jones:
You are trying to roll me over to apply a Hammerlock, eager to get some revenge from early I imagine. Working to prevent you from flipping me, I wrap my legs around your core again and give you a tight squeeze with a body scissor. With them locked around your waist, flipping me over seems impossible unless you can escape them first.

Cody North:
You wrap your legs around my body again, this time I plant my boots on the mat again, grabbing your head so you're in a cradle position. I lift you up, before slamming you down into the mat... then again... enough times to try and force you to break the scissor...

Madison Jones:
Alright, your muscles are doing their job here well. You lift me up while I'm squeezing you tightly, then slam me down. I grunt, some of the crowd making sounds of surprise as you begin to manhandle me. You lift me again and slam me down, legs break open as I grunt again, my back starting to hurt from all the abuse. I slam my fist into your gut, same spot I've hit before earlier with a knee then double boot kick, compounding the damage. Both hands then press flat against your meaty pecs, push real hard, and try to throw you off me.

Cody North:
After the second slam you break the hold. I grin but you slam a fist into my six-pack, making me grunt again. But I don't let up, grabbing your hair as I drag you up to your feet, jamming your head into my pit. I grab the waistband of your speedos, lifting you up into the air, before slamming your back down into the mat with a suplex...

Madison Jones:
You don't relent, pull me up by my hair grunting. I don't just go along without taking action, I'm not helpless. I slam my fist into your gut again as you get me in position, my head under armpit. I throw another punch into your gut, and struggle to try and get free. You grab ahold of my trunks, grip them, my erect manhood showing more through the fabric to the delight of the crowd as you do. You lift me up... I tuck my head, knowing this is going to be bad for my back. We both have proper training, or at least I do, so loosen up as best I can, so when I take fall, it isn't as bad. I yelp in pain, hand coming to my back, clearly stunned from the impact. Eyes focused on you, looking concerned as my heavyweight opponent takes the lead.

Cody North:
I kip up to my feet, smiling as I look down at you, wrenching in pain. I know I have to be careful, your arms have proven dangerous if I let them take control. I grab your wrist, twisting your arm in its socket, before dropping down to my back, holding you in an armbar against my legs...

Madison Jones:

You are not logged in. - Cross Armbar on Madison

You're in trouble now, Cross Armbar is one of my usual moves and I know how to counter it perfectly. I roll forward into it, the first step that actively prevents the torque. Next step is harder. On my side facing you, arm still to your chest, I work to get on my knees, face looking at yours with determination and confidence. Final step now, I cruel my bicep, bring my free hand under my free hand under my forearm to support the joint. I then grunt, struggle, and use my full core to LIFT your 214 lbs frame... 1 foot... 2 feet...... sweating bad.... 3 feet... Deep grunt practically a roar... 3.5 feet. I then slam you down on your back hoping to break the Armbar.

Cody North:
I make a misstep, trying to play your grappling game, you roll forward, facing me, getting up to your knees. We meet eyes, and that's when I realize I should've gone for something else. It's too late now. You lift me up with all your strength, slamming me into the mat. I've had enough, I immediately release the armbar, rolling onto my front, Clutching my back, before I get in close and slam a fist into your abs. I reach between your legs, holding you in close, other hand over your shoulder before I LIFT you into a carry, your body hanging sideways across my chest...

Madison Jones:
I watch you roll onto your front, clutching your back. You come in and punch me in the gut. I've taken no real ab abuse this whole match unlike you, and so I soak that hit, but I sell the pain. You pull me up, hand cradling my crotch thinking I'm helpless for a body slam or whatever else you are planning. I throw my punch into your gut, same spot I keep working. You then lift me up sideways across your chest, and I retaliate hard. I bring my elbow forward and slam into the side of your head, again, and again if I have to to stop you from finishing this move on me.

Cody North:
I carry you across my chest, while you flail, struggling, slamming your elbow into my head. I grunt, staggering back, shaking the pain away, but you keep going for my head, slamming a few more elbows. I start to get dizzy, but I need to keep control. I lean forward, before finally falling over, crashing your back into the mat as I fall on top of you...

Madison Jones:
I cry out as I come down to the canvas, your frame toppling on me, perfectly in reach of my grappling arms. I have to fight through this, and you just took some good head hits. I don't think you can get out of it this time and third time's the charm as they say. I wrap my arms around your neck, make sure your back is to my chest while locking my legs around your core. I lock in a Rear Naked Choke.

You are not logged in. - Rear Naked Choke

Cody North:
I land on top of you, this time you manage to reposition me before I move, locking on a rear naked choke. "Fucker" I grunt, planting my boots on the mat, your arm against my throat. I struggle a bit, arching my back before slamming it back down on your torso...

Madison Jones:
I grunt once from the hit, it's clear you plan to try and fight back with pain while I choke you instead of trying to escape. While I'm squeezing your core with my legs, I make my move when you go for another hit to my torso, I release my left arm and slide it up under your pit and lock it behind your neck. Half Nelson Scissor. I then try to do the same with the other arm hoping to fully lock you down in a Grounded Full Nelson Scissors.

You are not logged in. - Grounded Full Nelson Scissor

Cody North:
As I struggle, you slide your left under my pit, locking my left behind my neck. Switching to a half nelson. I moan, trying to twist to my side as you try to restrain my legs with yours...

Madison Jones:
You can feel my chest rising and falling from all the exertion, my breathing so heavy with my body slick with sweat. I made a mistake last time I did this to a person, but I have you locked down, hurt, and I hope exhausted after everything we've been through. I tighten up, boot pressing right against your manhood starting to stroke it while you are trapped in my grip. "Give it up Cody." I growl, my own manhood pressed against your "North of the Border" trunks, the fabric of both our pieces stretching greatly. I continue to restrain you, tightening the pressure hoping to make you give up while the ref is next to us on his knees watching you.

Cody North:
I groan, locked up against you, your boot massaging my bulge. My tatted body is stretched out on display. I can hear you telling me to give up. When the idea hits me, it's not clean but it might just work. I flex my butt muscles, starting to rub it against your manhood, seeing how you react...

Madison Jones:
You are smart to consider trying to milk me in this situation. I almost wonder if you saw my match with Foxy that ended very similar to this, but he had a hand free. What you don't realize is that my cock is both uncut and has a large amount of foreskin on it, thick protection that needs to be pulled back or else stroking it causes pain. Far too often I am painfully stroked by inconsiderate people.

You are not logged in. - Madison's Dick

So when you start grinding my cock, it hurts and I again growl in our ear. "Not gonna work, I'm not circumcised." I wrench again on the nelson and repeat. "Give up."

Cody North:
Fuuuuuck you've gotten a very good lock on me. Your cock is surprisingly resistant. "Never... will" I growl at you. I put my weight into my ass, pressing it down against your cock and balls, and then flex my muscles cheeks, trying to press them up into your crotch...

Madison Jones:
"You stubborn son of bitch." I growl. I then press my boot into your crotch, harder than I should, my threat very real. "Give up, last chance."

Cody North:
I groan as you press your boot into my crotch, making my body twitch, "fuck you" I growl...

Madison Jones:
You call my bluff on this... I hesitate, Ref looking. You hear me take a sigh, my breath hitting your neck as I hold you here fully on display in front of this crowd. Surely many of them are hard from watching you struggle like this. I don't low blow you. I do keep the hold locked in as I continue to stroke your cock in your fabric, that Canadian leaf maybe growing dark with precum by now.

Cody North:
I take a quick look down, yup, a dark stain is growing on my leaf. I grunt again, one last attempt. I press my checks into your bulge, and flex and squeeze, trying to crush your cock and balls with my ass cheeks, grunting as you feel my bubble butt crushing into your bulge...

Madison Jones:
I can feel you pressing your ass against my cock, its shaft aligned up your ass held in place by my very tight trunks. As much as you press though, the natural cover of our bodies doesn't give you the desired result of trying to crush my manhood. I keep holding you like this, your struggle making me very uncomfortable from the reasons I've already outlined from my foreskin, you can actually hear me grunting in pain from the action, which probably makes you think your attempt to crush my balls is working; a false positive. I continue to hold you, pressing your head into your chest tightly, squeeze around your core, burning as much as in the tank as I need to make you give up.

Cody North:
No matter how hard I press down, you're not giving up. I slowly start to realize that there may be one way out of this. I don't want to admit it, but this lightweight stud has out-grappled me. After a few more moments of agony, I finally grunt out, "I give"

Madison Jones:
I release you, legs come loose, arms fall, and slide you down to my side while my hand slides under my waistband to check something. The crowd probably thinks I'm jerking off, but no, I'm checking for a type of injury most don't have to worry about. The Ref watches and eventually I rise up to my knees, him raising my hand. "Are you alright?" I ask you simply.

Cody North:
I moan as you release me, dropping me onto my side, covered in sweat. "fuuuuck" I moan, as you look at me, asking if I'm alright. I slam a fist into the mat in frustration, "yeah" I grunt, starting to get up, "just a bruised ego"...

Madison Jones:
"I'm going to fuck you now. If you want another shot... or revenge... there is always next tour." I’m breathing heavily, the crowd watching eager for the conclusion of this match. I reach down and peel that red leaf down off your crotch, the trunks down your legs. I expose you to the crowd with them cheering and taking pictures.

Cody North:
Oh fuck, you suddenly take control, peeling off my trunks, I look to see the crowd taking pictures of my naked body, my massive cock swinging out...

Madison Jones:
I stand up holding them, then drop to the canvas. Thumbs into my own, slip down my blue trunks with an american flag sewn into them, exposing myself to this Oxford crowd.

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The foreskin looks red and stretched, my claims during that match and what you were doing obvious and clear now. Still I reach down and pull it back, dropping to my knee by your legs. I pull your left up over my shoulder, spreading your cheeks, while looking you in the eyes. I push in monitoring your pain level, not wanting to hurt you anymore.

You are not logged in. - Ready to Fuck

Cody North:
You reach down, slipping off your trunks to reveal your uncut cock. Carefully, I spread my legs for you, not sure how you're going to fuck me, just knowing you will. You spread out my cheeks, gauging my hole...

Madison Jones:
Pushing into you, I slowly enter inch after inch. 4.. 5.. 6... 6.5... 7..... I stop, not pressing in all the way as I don't want to hurt people like that. Left hand comes down and takes hold of your own manhood, pulling back the foreskin to expose your wet tip. Fingers coil around pinky to index, thumb on your cockhead. One final step, I lean forward and put my right hand over your left pec and start to feel your heartbeat, and then I begin. I thrust, and thrust, stroking you at the same time, the crowd going crazy.

Cody North:
Oh fuck... I grunt as I feel your cock slowly pressing inside of me. My bigger body starting to twitch as I adjust myself to fit your cock. You grab my own cock, pulling back the foreskin, coiling around my head. Your hand plants on my pec, making me groan as you slowly start to thrust...

Madison Jones:
I continue to thrust now, speeding up, stroking in unison. My eyes lock with yours, a connection made as I both pleasure and fuck you. The crowd starts to cheer more, timing chats with the thrusting. I start to get close as I was very aroused during the match, much of my precumed blue trunks hidden behind your back at the end. I thrust and thrust, stroking and stroking, hoping to make you cum first.

Cody North:
I groan as you thrust harder, faster, filling my hole with your cock. One hand jerking mine, my fingers digging into the soft material of the mat as I open up my legs for you. "Fuck, fuck.. fuck" I grunt, "harder" I growl, you're a winner, I want you to act like it. Your hand feels my smooth, tatted chest..

Madison Jones:
"Very well..." I growl getting lost in the action. I thrust in all the way, full 8 inches into prostates forcefully. The cheers as I do, something I will reflect later... For now I fuck you harder, deeper, the stroking getting harder too. Thumb swivels around on your cockhead in a circle, finger lingering over your frenulum. My hand on your chest feels you're beating heart as it fuels your body while I fuck you... my eyes lost to lust as I stay locked with you in this moment.

Cody North:
I moan, louder as you fuck me harder. Your cock hammers my insides hard, I can feel it rearranging my guts. I grab your wrist with one hand, holding it as you press down on my chest. Your stroking starts getting harder, making my cock leak...

Madison Jones:
Looking you in the eyes, I hear your request. I stroke it faster, harder, bring the right hand off your peck, and place my palm down on the cock head. I look for signs of pleasure as I do this. Pressing down with my palm, I smear the precum around in a circle while my left hand starts to ride up and down the shaft again. While I do this, my cock is lodged all the way inside of you, my thrusting stopped for a moment while I aim to make you cum here and now. "Cum Cody... Cum!" Deep growl command now while the crowd watches me order you to release your seed.

Cody North:
I grunt and groan, feeling your cock slam inside of me. You order me to cum. Both hands working at my cock. I growl a few more times, and at the next hard thrust I blow my load all over myself, sticky white cum covering my abs...

Madison Jones:
Right hand takes a gush and I start thrusting again, that hand coming down to your gut and starting to smear you cum around while my left hand keeps stroking. I give you a nice white glaze under the lights of this Gymnasium, that Wrestling team in awe of what they are witnessing. Finally one final thrust into you, and you feel my eruption. I pump and pump and pump. 3.. 4.. 5... 6..... 7.......... 8.......... I clench up... 9............... Moan and it stops as I fill you up and start to drip out of you.

Cody North:
You lift your hands, releasing my cock, painting over my six-pack with my own cum. I look to see the guys in awe of what they are watching, the hot American stud fucking the Canadian raw in the ring. A few more pumps, and then I feel your cock blow, filling me with your seed...

Madison Jones:
I pull out now, reach over and take your trunks, and then wipe my cock with it. I stand grabbing my own trunks. "See you next tour Cody." I turn to leave.

Cody North:
I grunt as you pull over, watching you take my trunks, wiping yourself off of it before tossing them onto me. I grin at you as you leave the ring, with me rubbing my sore back...

Published: 2022-02-18, viewed 107 times.