SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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You are not logged in. - Madison Jones - Age: 28, 5'10", 198 lbs, 8" Uncut Cock

You are not logged in. - Dangerous Dev - Age: 27, 6'0", 196 lbs, 7" Uncut Cock

Madison Jones:
It's time for my second match in the "Life's a Beach" tour with the SECW. This time I'll be taking on Dangerous Dev again in Dauphin Island, Alabama. It's a pretty nice place, just south of Mobile, and like our last match, it's going to be in a beach at ringside. Dev proposed a different match type to me, and I was pretty on board for it, what I've come to call a "Forced Cum Submission Match", first you have to make your opponent cum, then you have to make them submit. Loser gets fucked of course.

I'm sitting around in the changing tent when I see him come in, just so happen to be naked looking for my speedo in my bag. "Hey." I muster a smile when I finally find them and start to slip them on. "Looking forward to another round with you, planning to throw everything at you this time." Manage to tuck away my meat then start to stretch a little.

Dangerous Dev:
I make it down to Alabama for my first match on the Life's a Beach tour, but my second meeting with Madison. He's a tough guy, and I managed to get the better of him the first time. I'm looking to make it two in a row so I've tried to lure him into a false sense of security by suggesting we battle in one of his specialty matches, forced cum submission. I arrive at the beach in shorts and a tank top, backpack flung over my shoulder. I enter the changing tent and see you naked. You smile at me, then put on your gear.

I watch you adjust your package, then stretch in front of me. "Throw everything at me? You know I'm a heel, right? I can fight dirty with the best of them." I give you a smirk, putting my backpack on the bench. I take out my blue DANGER speedo, look down at it in my hand and then look over at you. I strip down in front of you, then slide on my gear. "I hope you're ready, Madison. I'm going to have fun forcing you to cum before making you scream out your submission." I put my hand out, inviting you to shake it.

Madison Jones:
"Oh, I know you're a heel Dev. I've been watching your matches since our last one... I've seen what you do. Even still, wrestling is supposed to be fun. I don't cheat, if my opponent gets dirty... I don't mind repaying the favor." I seem more serious when I say that last part, but then you extend our hand for me to shake, and so I do.

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While we are shaking, I notice the stagehand start gesturing for me to head out. I give you a nod as I start to pull away.

Dangerous Dev:
I keep my eyes locked on you with you talking about wrestling being fun and you not cheating. "Wrestling is always fun for me. But playing dirty can make it even more fun. I give you a wink before you grab my hand with yours. The stagehand lets you know you're the first one going out to the ring. You nod and try to pull away, but before you do I bring you toward me and whisper in your ear "see you in the ring sexy." I release your hand and watch you get ready to head out of the tent.

Madison Jones:
When you pull me forward like that, my loose posture tightens up... only to ease up when you whisper the word. "Yeah, see you out there." Then I head out just wearing my new rainbow speedo on account of it being Pride Month.

Announcer:
"Making his way to the ring, from San Francisco California, standing 5' 10" and weighing in at 198 lbs. He is the rising star of the SECW. Madison Jones!"

Madison’s Entrance Music

Madison Jones:
An English cover of the song Alumina plays as I make my way there, the crowd cheering as I've gained a lot of fame as the man headed toward the championship here at SECW. I wave to the crowd as I strut down, showing off the new rainbow speedo as I do. Roll into the ring under the bottom rope as the late afternoon sunlight shines over my lightly lotioned body. Finally raise both hands to their cheers as I back away towards my corner waiting for Dangerous Dev to come and join me.

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Dangerous Dev:
I watch your entrance from the tent, seeing how much of a fan favorite you are. The announcer gets back on the microphone.

Announcer:
"And his opponent, from the Big Apple New York City, standing 6 feet tall and weighing 186 lbs, Dangerous Dev!"

Dangerous Dev:
Once I hear my name, I emerge from the tent in my blue speedo with DANGER in yellow letters on my ass. No music playing for me, the crowd reacts with a mixture of cheers and boos because my reputation makes me a pretty polarizing guy. I start walking to the ring, flexing for the crowd. As I get closer, I get more serious knowing that this isn't going to be an easy match for me. I'm rubbing my hands together when I get to the ring. I climb onto the apron and step through the ropes. I blow you a kiss, trying to get in your head, before I get into my corner waiting for the bell.

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Madison Jones:
You blow me a kiss, and like an invisible fluttering butterfly, I watch it come my way... then I catch it dramatically, and then eat. The crowd reacts well to the playful display, the Cute Ref calling us to the center of the ring to go over the rules, mainly for the crowd. They react positively of course.

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As the bell rings, I hold up both hands, fingers wiggling, ready to lock up. "Come on, let's have fun." I then try to lock up with you in the Collar & Elbow.

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Dangerous Dev:
You catch my kiss in the air and eat it. The crowd cheers you, and the ref calls us to the middle of the ring and goes over the rules. We both nod and the bell rings. I watch as you put your arms out, wiggling your fingers. You tell us to have fun, and I just smile back at you. You go for the collar and elbow, and I connect my arms with yours. I immediately start pushing into you, knowing I can't give you any chance to get the advantage right away. I want that first advantage.

Madison Jones:
You start pushing me back, my heels kicking in, and my slight weight advantage showing now as I have about 12 lbs on you. As such I step up next to you, closing the distance as we get face to face. Positioning my left leg behind yours, I start to bend you backwards forcing you to bridge. I keep this up trying to push your head to the canvas. If I do, then jump on your legs, my shins alongside your groin, using all my weight to start burning your endurance.

Dangerous Dev:
I push toward you, but you use your weight advantage, getting closer to me. I feel you wrap your left leg behind mine, and I know you have something planned. You bend me backwards, trying to bridge me all the way to the mat. I'm going down, but I try to resist, but you have too much leverage and I feel my head hit the mat. You immediately jump on my legs, your legs pressed against my groin. I start to buck under you, trying to get you off balance.

Madison Jones:
I'm smiling as I look down at you, feeling you buck like bronco. I wait for the moment you lower your hips, use up thrust to kick off you legs, and come right back down with my 198 lbs landing on you thighs again... me trying to collapse your bridge and flatten you under me.

Dangerous Dev:
I glare at you when you smile down at me. You take advantage of my bucking, kicking off my legs and then UGH slam all of your weight onto my thighs again, causing me to lose my bridge, ending up flat on the mat under you. I try to get my hands out of your grip. If I do, I go for a punch aimed at your ribs.

Madison Jones:
I'm mounted on top of you, that grin still there, and I see how you hate it. You probably also probably hate how I rub my right foot against your crotch giving some early stimulation to your cock. You start struggling to get your hands free, manage to and throw a punch into my ribs as my smile changes to a wince followed by a grow. I shift to the side of your now, holding that one arm I still have grabbed, reach my spare hand for your leg, and try to pull you into a grounded Bow and Arrow lock. Sunlight shining down over brightly for the crowds pleasure if I do.

Dangerous Dev:
I land the hit to your ribs, but not before you start working on my cock with your foot, knowing the rules of this match. You growl at me after the punch, and you move to my side, my arm still in your grasp. You reach for my leg and grab it before I can move it away from you. You pull both of my libs back, getting me in a bow and arrow on the crowd, bending my spine. "Ahh shit!" I yell out, feeling the pian in my back. I have one leg free, and I flail it toward you, trying to make contact with your body hoping to escape this hold.

Madison Jones:
You continue to burn energy as you struggle, leg kicking back towards me trying to escape. You might even do so in a moment, but I give one final good PULL on your arm and leg, stretching your spine beautifully for the crowd before releasing your wrist and ankle. The torque shoots them forward as I release, me rolling away from you on my side, bringing my knees to my chest, and then Kip-Up afterwards. Right hand feels the left side of my ribs where you punched me, but so far I'm doing great.

Dangerous Dev:
You give one more good pull on my limbs, stretching my back out more to the appreciation of the crowd. Then my arm and leg quickly shoot forward after you release them. I see you rolling away from me, and you kip up to get back to your feet. I see you rubbing your ribs and make a mental note of it. I roll away from you and get to the ropes. I grab the middle rope and use it to slowly get back to my feet.I arch my back, rubbing it with my hand.

Dangerous Dev:
Already in pain early in the match, I'm trying to take as much time as I can to try to recover a bit. I walk down the ropes toward the next corner, looking at you as I do.

Madison Jones:
I'm not going to fall for that trick Dev, no rushing forward recklessly from me. Hands come up defensive as I start coming your way keeping an eye out for you trying to grab me or throw blows. With you so close to the corner, I reach out my left hand looking like I'm trying to grab your right wrist. It's feint, I pull back my hand when you start to react, and then throw up a high kick trying to get you in the side of your head hoping to knock you into a corner.

Dangerous Dev:
You get a defensive stance, approaching me. You reach out going for my wrist, and I put my hands up in front of my face, ready to throw a punch. Then your leg comes up, aiming a kick for the side of my head. I move my hands over to deflect your foot from landing the direct blow that you want. It stings, but doesn't do as much damage as you'd probably planned on. I sweep my right leg out, trying to take your feet out from under you to get on the mat hoping I can get my first offense in the fight.

Madison Jones:
Blocking the kick, there is that nasty sound of bone hitting flesh that sound out over the crowd. You take advantage of me being off balance, sweep my leg, causing me to land on my back with a grunt. Your back to the corner still, I bring both knees to my chest, and Kick out your way trying to land my heels in your gut with all the force I normally use for a kip-up.

Dangerous Dev:
I get you off your feet, and I want to follow up, but I have literally gotten myself into a corner and you take advantage of it, sending both of your heels into my abs, keeping me in the corner and preventing a follow-up. I push your heels away from me, then extend my right foot looking to get it near your bulge to try to start to get your cock twitching a bit.

Madison Jones:
Oh my bulge is already tenting some... and so when you push my heels away and start stroking it with your foot, you can tell it's getting plenty hard. That being side, bring your foot like that close to the hands of a grappler is a big mistake, hands gripping them behind the knee as I sit up showing my washboard in the process. I then fall backwards trying to fling you over me out of the corner hoping to add more punishment to that leg I was stretching earlier.

Dangerous Dev:
I feel your cock reacting favorably as I rub it with my foot. My cock is also enjoying this, but I may have gotten carries away because "oh fuck" you grab my legs behind the knees, sitting up with my legs in your grip. You fall back to the mat, sending me out of the corner and over you, My face hits the mat, and I wince as you work on my leg that was already hurting from the bow and arrow some more.

Madison Jones:
I flip over on my front now, get to my hands and knees, and crawl over to you. "You want to stroke cocks huh?" Alongside you, I plant my knee on your back, reach down to grab that leg I've been working, and try to WRENCH it up over my neck in a move called a Stretch Muffler.

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Dangerous Dev:
You crawl over to me and start taunting me about stroking cocks. I feel your knee land in my back, you grab my hurt leg and then get it over your neck, stretching it out more. "Ahhh!" I yell out again, my leg continuing to be the focus of your attack. I slam my fist into the mat in frustration at how much you've been controlling me so far. I try to gain advantage of the situation, trying to squeeze your head in my bent leg.

Madison Jones:
You try a tactic few have thought of in this move. The knee joint is wrenched over my neck, my arm over the ankle, the joint curled over around my neck supporting about a 1/3 of your weight. While you try to squeeze like doing a curl at the gym, I do let out a grunt. However, I now start something far more distracting for you as my free hand near your bulge digs into your blue danger speedo, and pulls out your cock. Fingers pull back your foreskin, a protective shield we both know the value of, and then they coil around it pinky to index as the crowd cheers. My thumb coming over the wet cockhead now completely exposed, me knowing exactly how sensitive us uncut guys are there. I start to stroke you now holding you like this, thumb sliding down your cockhead to your v spot, the frenulum lingering there, and then slide back up with each stroke.

Dangerous Dev:
I hear you grunt with my leg wrapping around you. I think the defensive tactic is moving, but you have something else on your mind. I feel your hand slide into the front of my speedo, pulling out my leaking cock. You pull back my foreskin, and I know what's coming next. My cockhead is exposed, and your thumb finds your way to my slit. My body shivers and my cock leaks faster, and you start stroking me. I let out a moan, releasing the pressure of my leg around your head as I focus turns to the attention you are giving my cock. Sliding your thumb up and down my shaft, knowing how I'm going to react to that. "Fuck Madison," I let out, the crowd getting into a frenzy seeing you in control of my cock. It's getting harder in your hands and the precum is flowing freely out of my head, but I'm trying to hold back my cum knowing that it would get you halfway to the win. "Fuck!!!"

Madison Jones:
And I'm getting more and more excited as I crank your cock, the crowd starting to call for it as well chanting "Cum! Cum! Cum!" Even in such a position, I'm holding you for restraint and not for pain, though there is a little of course. "Come on Dev, just enjoy it. Shoot!" The Cute Ref is there, on his knees observing your cock ready to declare it the moment the first rope comes shooting out. Thumb now slipping around on your cockhead in a circle, fingers sliding up and down the shaft, I aim your slit at the section of canvas under your abs ready to make a mess.

Dangerous Dev:
The crowd is chanting for me to shoot, and you're taunting/encouraging me to do it as well. Telling me to enjoy it. The ref gets on his knees next to me, staring at my cock. Your rub your thumb around my cockhead in a circle. "Oh fuck. I need to ..." I pause my sentence to tremble some more "hold it in." I finish my thought as your fingers slide up and down my shaft. The pre is leaking quickly and furiously now, almost resembling a load. You point my cock down to the canvas. I take a couple of deep breaths and I can't hold it in anymore, my cock starts shooting rope after rope of cum. "Oh yes!" I yell out, knowing I just made it easier for you to win the match, but finally getting some relief.

Madison Jones:
And so I milk you, the ref calling it, the crowd cheering, a puddle of your thick hot cum growing under your abs.

I smile so bright, a sense of confidence washing over me as I know the post orgasm fatigue will weaken you for a few minutes. Once your load starts to die down, I lower you onto that mess that we just made, releasing your leg in the process. I take a moment to then pull that Blue Danger speedo from your legs and off over your ankles while rising up, tossing them to your corner... I don't collect trophies.

Dangerous Dev:
You just forced me to shoot my load in front of the crowd, giving you the first fall, and if that wasn't embarrassing enough you lower me onto the cum stain on the mat then take my speedo off my legs and toss it into the corner. Frustrated with that, I slam my fist into the mat. I look at you standing next to me, then I roll toward the ropes, trying to roll out of the ring to give me a few moments to regroup and hopefully recover a bit from the beating I've been taking.

Madison Jones:
I can't help but to smile at your reaction to emission, but we both knew that is how the first fall is scored, and you know I'm no jobber who would go down without a single fall to you. Hell I'm so high on the first fall, I don't plan to let you get a single fall period. Cocking my head side to side as you pull yourself up, me standing center of the ring eyeing your bouncing cummy cock... eyes shifting down to that hurt leg I've been working. Plenty of pictures being taken as the sun gets closer to setting, hand waving you back with my way fingers wiggling looking for another lock. I'm not dumb though, left hand is ready to guard my gut or groin in case you a strike at those.

Dangerous Dev:
I see you waving me toward you, but I keep rolling and sliding under the bottom rope. My feet hit the sand and I lean against the apron, looking out at the crowd. I start walking along the ring, limping as I do. "Shit" I mutter to myself, trying to deal with the pain as best I can. I know you won't let me stay out here for long, but I'm going to milk this break for as long as I can. I look into the ring toward you. "Has the second fall started yet?" I ask with a smirk, trying to slow down your momentum.

Madison Jones:
I shake my head letting some sweat fly from my hair, then stand up straight rolling my arm, my Rainbow Speedo Tenting and on full display. "Why don't you ask him?" I look over to the Cute Ref who is watching outside the ring and starting his count. "Go ahead, my fans are loving the close of your cum soaked cock out there." I gesture to the fans right next to you, surely one or two of them taking very nice close up of your body with their phone. In the meantime I take in some of my own breath watching you, getting ready to defend when you eventually come back in and join me.

Dangerous Dev:
I roll my eyes at your trash talk. As you encourage your fans to take pictures of me, they do. I swat them away from me with my arms. "Save your battery for when I'm forcing Madison to cum." I see the ref counting, seemingly slower than normal so the fans can take advantage of me being outside the ring. I limp toward the ring and roll in under the bottom rope. Use the ropes to get to my feet and glare at you. "I get mad when I lose. I wouldn't want to be you now." I slowly walk to the middle of the ring, keeping my eyes locked on you.

Madison Jones:
"You haven't lost yet. Besides, wrestling is supposed to be fun." I say that firmly, all the swagger fading away, "I know how dangerous you are. I've seen what you do to people. Come on." Again I wave you towards me, arms extended looking for lock up so we can start the second round. Left arm ready to defend my gut and groin if I have to.

Dangerous Dev:
"I lost one fall. That's enough to get me in revenge mode." I squint my eyes at you when you say again that wrestling is supposed to be fun, but I notice the swagger leaving you as you say it. You wave me in again, arms out for a lockup. I take a couple steps toward you and grab your arms with mine. Start to push into you, but then quickly raise my good leg and aim my knee for your abs.

Madison Jones:
We lock up hand in hand, a smile coming over my face, not a cocky one but one of legit joy... feeling another man's muscles against mine... the type of joy only another wrestler would understand. You throw that knee at my gut, I manage to clench up my abs as it is the first time you've landed a hit on them, and so I soak the hit well enough with a wince crossing my face. I then drop to my back and bring my barefoot into your gut aiming to kick you over my shoulder with a Monkey Flip. I try to keep hold of your hands to stop you from flying away from me.

Dangerous Dev:
The knee finds its target, but it doesn't do much damage. Since you haven't taken much damage in the match you easily flex your abs to absorb the blow. I get frustrated that my plan didn't work despite a noticeable wince on your face. You break the lockup, going down to your back. You bring your foot up into my stomach, then next thing I know you flip me over and I'm on my back next to you, arching it off the mat. You keep your grip on my hands, but I try to pull my hands away from yours to escape your grasp. I know I need to do something quickly to keep you from keeping the advantage. "Screw you" I shout out, trying to distract you."

Madison Jones:
I'm feeling good, bring my knees to my chest and Kip-up again, burning some of the energy and letting the crowd take in the sight of my sweaty body as I get up to standing. Turn to face you while you yell, the frustration clear as day on your face. "Come on... you humiliated me last time with that Danger Rack..." I inch forward towards you, reach out, and try to grab your right arm hoping to lock you in a nice tight hammerlock.

Dangerous Dev:
Looking up from the mat, I see you kip up again to the cheers of the crowd while I start to rise up from the mat, first to my knee and then to my feet. You talk about me humiliating you in my Danger Rack. "Humiliating you by using a wrestling move in a wrestling match?" I retort as you inch closer to me. You reach out and try to grab my right arm. As you do, I bring my left arm up and send it flying toward you, trying to surprise you with a chop into your sweaty pecs, hoping this is my chance to finally get some offense going.

Madison Jones:
The chops hits strong, I stagger back as you disrupt my attempt to lock you down again. Crowd reacts from the loud smack on my meaty pecs, my left hand coming up to feel it. "You made me cum like a volcano..." I growl. Start to circle with my hands up. "So yeah, maybe more than just a wrestling move." I stand there defensive while talking, looking to counter some strikes if you throw some.

Dangerous Dev:
"I know you get turned on by me working you over, but that's what we do in SECW. As you like to say, wrestling is supposed to be fun. What's more fun than making a stud like you cum?" I laugh. I swing my good leg toward yours, trying to take them out from under you and get you on the mat. If I do, I jump into the air toward you, looking to crash down on you with an elbow.

Madison Jones:
My defensive stance is up, looking to counter strikes which includes kicks. However... Your question provides a distraction as I start to respond to it. "Sure, it was hot... but it was still..." You sweep me off my feet with a grunt, me swinging out my arm hard to slap the canvas killing the momentum of the fall, good old Aikido instincts kicking in again. Regardless you come crashing down on me with your elbow, grunt of pain as it happens lands in my abs. I reach for that arm though, and try to wrap my legs around it looking for a Cross Armbar.

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Dangerous Dev:
You get your hand on the mat to ease your fall some, but I still land my elbow on your pecs. But that doesn't stop you. You reach out for my arm. You're trying to wrap your legs around it to get me in an armbar. I grunt and yell out as I try to resist and fight off your armbar. With all four of your limbs occupied, I try to take advantage in a defensive offensive move. I reach my free arm over toward you and try to get it on your bulge, wanting to try to start working on your cock to try to work my way toward an emission. "Another cum volcano coming from Madison?"

Madison Jones:
The Cross Armbar connects and secured, a little surprised about it locking in well, but not complaining. Your free hand comes up and starts to feel my bulge under your forearm. I give your arm a tug with a growl, "You'll get that load soon enough." It's clear your working of my cock is having an effect, but as an uncut man yourself, you should be aware that with the skin up under my speedo... it isn't as effective as you might hope. You do however feel that the speedo is wet, more so than you would expect from simple sweat.

Dangerous Dev:
When you feel my hand on your bulge, you give my arm a tug, then taunt me some more. "I might be getting your load sooner than I thought considering how wet your rainbow speedo is." I try to free my arm from the armbar, and as I'm doing that, I try to slide my other hand into the front of your speedo to tease your cock, skin on skin. I know if I can get you distracted enough, you'll loosen the arm bar enough to let me slip out of the hold. I roll over to my side, hoping it'll give me better control as I look for your foreskin to move it aside. "Does this feel good?"

Madison Jones:
Sinking your hand into the speedo and feeling my cock, hard, full, and leaking some. It's easy enough to pull the skin down, many members of the crowd starting to cheer for you as you lower my shield, the easing of my muscles as I feel the stimulation. My eyes focused on you as you are now in a better position, I bring my knees up, feet positioned against your ribs and side of your face. "Fuck off." I give a press trying to get you off me now, hoping you will release dick in the process.

Dangerous Dev:
I finally get some cheers from the crowd. "Seems like the fans want to see me force you to cum. Thought I might be the only one." I smile at you as I move your skin out of the way and rub my finger on your cockhead. My own cock leaking precum onto the mat next to me as I get your cock under my control finally. You're not getting distracted enough, though, you put your feet against my ribs and face. You press them against me, trying to back me away from you. I try to hold on and resist the impact of your feet against my body, but our sweaty bodies work against me and I lose my grip on your cock, my hand coming out of your speedo as you knock me back a few feet, but I know I got you closer to cumming. "Not sure how much more your cock can take before it blows."

Madison Jones:
The act of kicking away causes the front of my speedo to come down giving this thirsty crowd a look at what they are jonesing for. I roll away from you a full rotation to the ropes, use them to stand up, left hand coming to tuck my meat away again. I'm watching you the whole time, for every man knows where their cock is and how to maneuver it and put it away without looking. Right hand up defensive again, I start thinking about how to deal with you, how to secure that submission. If you come charging my way, I prepare to drop down and let you go flying out of the ring.

Dangerous Dev:
The crowd gives another loud cheer seeing your manhood slip out of your gear before you start tucking it back in, but you keep your eyes locked on me the whole time. "I know you think I'm hot, but you shouldn't stare. It's considered rude." I smirk at you again, hoping my taunts are getting in your head. Trash talk is always part of my game plan, and it's even more important against someone like you. I stay on the mat as you adjust your junk. Then I put my hands on the mat and push myself up to my feet. "I don't need to do kip ups to impress anyone. I'll conserve my energy for making you cum." I take a couple steps toward you, rolling my neck. Then I put my hands up, waving you in. "Time for you to come at me. If you dare."

Madison Jones:
Hand releases the rope, both up front now as I inch forward, no verbal response from me this time, just my eyes focused on yours. Right as I get close enough to lock up in the center of the ring, I throw out a kick at your bad leg. It's a feint, and one I’m expecting you will react to given how I've worked it. Pull back my kick quickly and reach for your arm trying to secure it behind your back with a Hammerlock.

Dangerous Dev:
You silently inch forward, our eyes locked onto each other, knowing the next mistake may be the fatal blow for either of us in a match like this. You're just about in range and I'm ready to launch an attack, but you beat me to it. You send a kick toward my bad leg, and I try to back away from you to avoid contact, but you pull your leg back. "Wha...?" You reach out for my arm and grab it. You're trying to get it behind my back, but I'm not making it easy for you. I'm using all of my power to try to keep you from getting me in the hammerlock. I lift my leg up and extend it out to the side, trying to nail you in the knee with a kick before you get behind me with the hammerlock.

Madison Jones:
You fight the hammerlock, your leg striking my knee in the process. The joints bends, but I don't fall, instead my right arm comes up and grabs your right shoulder to catch me. I abandon trying to hammerlock your left arm, and instead try to slip both hands under your arms trying to lock you up into a Full Nelson. If I do, you can feel my hard cock pressing against your ass.

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Dangerous Dev:
I strike your knee, bending it but not enough to drop you to the mat. You grab my right shoulder to keep yourself on your feet. You forgo the hammerlock, and I feel your hands under my arms, coming up and I know you're going for a full nelson. I fight it, but you manage to lock it in, and you almost immediately press your speedo-clad cock against my bare ass. I grind my ass against your cock. "Not sure if that's a good idea Madison. I know feeling my ass on your dick is turning you on. I'm sure you'd hate to lose the emission from your own move." As I taunt you, I'm hoping you'll get distracted and loosen your grip on the nelson, allowing me to escape from it. "I know you want to cum Madison. Don't fight it. You certainly won't be the first guy who cums when he fights me. You can't hold it in much longer. Your load wants to escape."

Madison Jones:
You start trying to pull away from the Nelson, rubbing your ass against my cock in my speedo. You can hear it, that sound of a light moan, you may be right about that. I don't let the Nelson go though... "I'll cum in your ass when I win." I then up fall hop up getting my legs over your thighs and fall backwards to the canvas dragging you down with me. Arms come loose from behind your neck and instead spread them out as I keep my head alongside yours to protect from any headbutts. "Let's race... My Cum... to your Tap." I lock you down in my Grounded Crucifix Nelson.

Dangerous Dev:
You keep the nelson on, telling me you'll cum in my ass when you win. "Never! I'm not going down without an emission from you!" You wrap your thighs around my legs and take us down to the mat. You spread my arms out. "Ah shit!" Your head next to mine, telling me we'll race your cum against my tap. "Fuck!" I shout out. Realizing your face is next to mine, I turn my head toward you, fighting through the pain of the nelson. "Maybe this will ..." I grunt and groan "... win me the race." I try to lean my mouth toward you, hoping I can lock in a kiss on your mouth if I'm close enough to you."

Madison Jones:
You tempt me with a kiss, the crowd cheering for our struggle. "I wish I had left my front down..." I whisper as I lean in and kiss you... then jerk your arms wide, your pecs, abs, and cock on full display as the sun moves towards setting. A thrust my cock behind you, a growing wetness on it as I get closer and closer to cumming, the thin fabric of the Rainbow Speedo keeps me from penetrating you. I stretch you as much as I can knowing that I'm about on edge right now.

Dangerous Dev:
You lean in and kiss me back. I knew you couldn't resist with the sexual tension that's been building all match. But after the kiss, you jerk my arms wider, my body fully displayed for the crowd to enjoy in the beach setting. I feel you thrusting your cock behind me, feeling it get wetter with each one. I'm grunting, struggling to resist the urge to give up in the nelson. "If you want the submission..." I pause, taking some deep breaths to try to deal with the pain. "... you'll need to knock me out. Can your cock hold out that long?" My arms are getting weaker in the nelson, my resistance letting up some but I'm still fighting it as best I can. "Your cock can't hold out any longer. Come on, give the crowd what they want ... AHHHH ... cum for DD." I try my best to grind my ass against your cock, knowing the more sensation you feel on your tool the closer you get to cumming.

Madison Jones:
I nuzzle your face while I hold you like this, affectionately, the feel of my cock flowing with some precum, so close... too close... "I want to... fuck you... so bad..." I whisper. You see me bite my lip to hold out a little longer. Right arm releases your arm and slides around your neck. Left comes up and clasps it tightly. I transitioned into a Rear Naked Choke.

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Dangerous Dev:
You nuzzle my face and tell me you want to fuck me. I can tell you're about as close as you can get to releasing your load without actually doing. "Do your job ref. Check him!" I shout at the cute ref before you transition us into a rear naked choke. "ARGGHH!" I told you before if you wanted the submission you'd need to KO me, and that may come faster now that you have me in the choke. But now that my arms are free, I desperately try to arch up and snake my hand into your speedo again, feeling all the precum you've been leaking. I know this is probably my last chance to avoid losing two straight falls. "If you KO me, it'll be while I'm stroking your cock to get you to cum" I taunt, hoping I can hold out just long enough to make you cum first, but I know I don't have much longer.

Madison Jones:
It doesn't take much, I'm already on edge, as your hand reaches back, it happens. I let out a long moan, the colors of the rainbow speedo growing dark with dampness as my load erupts. You can feel it on your cheeks, in them a little as my cock has been pressing into you though of course not penetrating. Breathing deepens and basically everyone in the crowd knows what just happened. Head still nuzzling yours as the sensation flows over me, I hold you there but ease up on the choke as the orgasm takes me. "Oh fuck... fuck...." I hold you against my chest while my load leaks out, a moment between us almost as though I was hugging you like a lover.

Dangerous Dev:
I can't see you underneath me, but I don't have to. Your long moan gives me an idea of what's going on, and I try to stroke you faster. Then I soon feel your cum on my ass, some of your load entering my ass. "Oh fuck" I whisper. A silence comes across the crowd when they realize that I won the race. I'm getting lightheaded still in the choke hearing you take deep breaths. Your head is nuzzling mine and I feel you easing up on the choke, then the choke turns into more of an embrace with you holding me against your chest, your load still flowing out of your head. With you no longer trying to choke me out, I take a deep breath and a sigh of relief realizing I'm still conscious after coming to the edge of unconsciousness. "Fuck Madison, your load felt good against my skin." I turn myself over, laying on top of you and looking at you. "But not as good as this will feel."

I pick your head up off the mat, hands on both sides of your face, and bring your face up to mine. I give you another kiss, grinding my cock against your bulge as I do.

Madison Jones:
The ref calls my emission from both the moaning and the exchanging of our words. So doped up on hormones at the moment, I don't resist you pulling me to my feet, us exchanging another kiss as the sun starts to bath us in the amber hue of sunset. You grind your cock against my bulge, the wet spot growing more and more. With us officially in the third round, and me having just had an orgasm, I'm feeling clear fatigue. I still know what I need to do though... I wrap my arms around your back, pull tight, and try to lift you up into a bearhug. If I do, grit my teeth and your cock up and down against my hairy abs in the process.

Dangerous Dev:
We're kissing, and I want to pull your gear off you badly, but you don't give me a chance. Even though we're both hurt and fatigued, you catch me off guard and go straight into the third round. With us embracing, you take advantage of the situation and you wrap your arms around my sweaty body, tightening your grip on me and lift me off the mat in a bearhug. I cock is pressed against your abs, and it spreads some precum onto your body as it does. "Fuck!" I shout out, frustrated I don't have a chance to rest at all. I briefly try to pry your hands apart, but I know I'm too tired to be able to do that so I go for another attempt to get out of the bearhug. I bring my right arm into the air, then swing it down toward you at an angle, trying to chop you in the neck to hopefully get you to release me.

Madison Jones:
It's strictly a race to the submission now, and you have the advantage as you just made me cum. I'm starting to feel that fatigue already as I hold you here, maybe it was a mistake to lift your 186 lbs frame up under such a condition, even if I'm hoping to make you cum to even the odds. You start to pry my hands open, the act revealing that you are pretty tired as well. You bring your right arm down with some type of judo chop to my neck, I growl as I stagger to the side, almost dropping you. I can't hold you like this, so I use the momentum generated by that stagger, twist my body, let go of you, toss you aside. Drop to one knee afterward feeling my neck.

Dangerous Dev:
The chop staggers you to the side, and I feel myself lower on your body but you don't drop me. You twist your body around, and as you do you let go of me. I go flying down to the mat, my back hitting hard. I see you drop to a knee checking your neck, and I'm doing the same to my back as I arch up off the mat. I know I'm easy prey for you if I'm on my back, so I sit up on my ass and look around to see where I am in the ring. I slide back toward the corner, hoping I can make it there and use the ropes to get back up to my feet.

Madison Jones:
Rubbing the side of my neck, I see you start to retreat towards the corner while I'm there on my knee breathing hard. Something about you retreating perks me up, some type of animal instinct that excites me... Eyes focus on you as I rise up. I don't rush your way, too many easy counters that involve me hitting the steel post behind you. Hands coming up defensive, I walk towards inching cautiously on the last foot. Reach forward and reach for that bad legs I've been working on this match... from the bow & arrow, to the stretch muffler. Like wounded prey, I reach for that obvious weakness now, and if I get ahold of it, I go to drag you from the corner by it, making sure to twist it some in the process.

Dangerous Dev:
I notice you eyeing me as I get to my feet, something in your eyes telling me you have something planned for me. I ready myself for you to approach me quickly, but you are deliberate. You get your hands up and come toward me, your walking becoming more of a slow inching as you get closer. You reach out and go for my leg, clearly hoping to take advantage of the body part you've been working on and we both know is obviously injured. I look to both sides, realizing there's nowhere for me to go after walking myself into the proverbial corner, and I can't stop you. You get my leg in your grip and use it to pull me out of the corner, and I feel you twisting it as you drag me. I lean forward, trying to throw a punch at your face but there's not much power behind it.

Madison Jones:
You throw a weak punch at my head as I'm dragging you, the beachside crowd cheering the violence. I growl at you from it, the blow almost making me drop you. I look you in the eyes with my fingers gripping your calves, your ankles under my armpits. Falling backwards, I use my 198 lbs as a counter weight to your slightly lighter build, the end result as I let go of yours being you flying through the air at the turnbuckle behind, the amber sunset illuminating your sweaty body beautifully as you take flight. I execute a Slingshot.

Dangerous Dev:
The punch almost makes you drop me, but it doesn't work. You look me in the eyes and I see a determined look in them. With your fingers wrapped around my calves, you fall backwards and then AHHHH you slingshot me across the ring and I go flying, my face landed into the top turnbuckle. I lay there, my arms draped over the top ropes. I've taken a lot of punishment in this match, and I'm in bad shape right now. I'm hoping the crowd is quiet so I can try to listen for your footsteps when you inevitably approach me to stay on the attack.

Madison Jones:
On my back, breathing heavy, sweating like crazy, I bring my knees to my chest and Kip-up to standing. The ring reverberates as I land on my feet, I think about how splendid it must look in this lighting... I turn your way and move towards you like you would expect, me thinking this is a perfect opportunity to end this. I go to grab your legs again, aiming to pull you from the corner once more so I can start to setup my finisher on you. Let's see if you can stop me.

Dangerous Dev:
I feel the ring shake and I'm pretty sure you just got to your feet. I turn my head to the side trying to see where you are. I feel you hands on my legs, and when I do I start kicking back toward you. I'm wildly kicking, no particular target on your body, just defensively trying to keep you off of me. I know this may be my last chance to avoid losing this match. If you get me out of this corner, it might be over.

Madison Jones:
You start kicking like crazy, defensive instincts kicking in trying to keep me off you. A couple slaps from your feet knocking my hands away. "Gonna be stubborn huh..." I then try to step up right behind you while you draped over the ropes, hoping I can get in even with your legs flailing. If I do, I go to slide my arms under yours, clasp them behind your neck, and pull you out of the corner in a Full Nelson.

Dangerous Dev:
I feel your hands come off my legs, then hear you talk about me being stubborn. "Fuck yeah I'm stubborn" I retort. You avoid my wild kicks enough to get close enough to me to slide your arms under mine. I know what you're going for, and as you're trying to lock your eyes behind my neck, I fling my head backward trying to hit you in the face with it. "If you're going to beat me, you have to earn it."

Madison Jones:
Reverse headbutt knocks me away, left hand coming up to feel my face, deep growl. In a way, I'm happy you block that, I hate that move. With your arms up and off the ropes though, the means I have the chance to pry you out of your defensive position now. I step up one more time, reach for your shoulders, and fall backward hoping to pull you down with me while I bring up my knees. I try to catch you in a Backstabber.

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Dangerous Dev:
My defensive move knocks you away, and I hear you growl after it. I smile, knowing even if you beat me at least I'm not going down without a fight and I clearly seem to be getting you frustrated. Arms up from the ropes, I'm ready to try to turn around to get in a less vulnerable position, but before I can I feel you grab my shoulders. You fall backward again, and I go down with you and "shit!" my back falls on top of your knees in a backstabber. I fall face down to the mat, hand on my back that was already hurting from this match and is in even more pain now. I'm pounding the mat with my fist, my frustration growing with the way this last round is going.

Madison Jones:
Rolling to my side with some cheers from the crowd over the move, I see laid out on your front, a near perfect position for me to apply my finisher. I step up behind you, place my feet on the back of your knees, and twist your legs to interlock with mine. Your fist pounding with anger, I reach forward trying to grab your arms and pull them back, aiming to set you up for my finisher. The Romero Special.

Dangerous Dev:
The crowd cheers as they sense the fan favorite getting ready to take home the victory. I try to push myself off the mat, knowing this is about the worst position I can be in right now, but you don't let me. You put your feet behind my knees and you interlock our legs. I've seen your matches before, I know what you're going for. "No!" I shout out as you grab my arms and you pull them back, putting pressure on all four of my limbs and my already hurting back. "Ahh!" I try to deal with the pain. It's tough, but I never like having to submit so I'm willing to pass out if I have to, but I'm not giving up so easily.

Madison Jones:
"Stubborn Dev.... Have it your way." I now start to rock back, building up momentum as I do. I rock back once, the act barely pulling you up at all. Pull back twice, you almost coming to your knees. On the third pull, I get you to your knees and then elevate you up into the air, as I transition into the second part of the Romero Special, a Suspended Surfboard.

The crowd cheers on as the Amber Sunset coats your beautiful naked body, the cameras capture every detail of your struggle.

Dangerous Dev:
I feel you try to rock my back, but I'm trying to fight it as much as I can in this position and it takes three tries before you get me to my knees, then get me in the air in a surfboard. "AHHHHH" My screaming is almost overpowered by the crowd cheering you on as my sweaty naked body is on display for them to see in the sunset. Cameramen running around trying to get close ups of the best parts. My back is on fire from the surfboard. "I .... I ...." I want to give up, but I'm going to hold out longer if I can.

Madison Jones:
Some of your sweat drips down on me. I can't hold you like this for long, my strength is fading, and so I lower you down to your knees again. Hands slide up your arms, over your shoulders, to under your chin. Clasping with both hands tightly, I WRENCH back adding more torque, every muscle on your torso stretched out crisp and clear, you could count them.

Dangerous Dev:
I can sense you're struggling to keep me in the air, so you put me on my knees. But you don't let go of me, locking your hands underneath my chin. You pull back my head back, torquing my back. Putting more pressure on it, stretching out my body. You're giving the crowd a show putting me on display more. Forced to look at you, the pain finally gets to be too much. My face next to yours. "I give Madison. I give," finally submitting to you.

Madison Jones:
As the crowd cheers for my victory, I start to ease up now, lower your forward slowly so that you don't slingshot forward into the canvas like a catapult from the built up tension. Once you are safely down I check your leg making sure it isn't hurt. "Are you alright Dev?" I seem more concerned about your well being than anything else at the moment.

Dangerous Dev:
The crowd cheers, knowing their favorite has finally gotten the victory. I feel you easing up on the move, then you slowly lower me onto the mat. Then you ask me if I'm OK. I turn my head to look at you, and give you a thumbs up. "Yeah man. Just need to take some pain meds when I get to the locker room. Nothing's broken. Congrats."

Madison Jones:
I lean in and kiss you now, every word earlier true about wanting to fuck you. I start to raise you up to your hands and knees. Rising up I take your hand and rest it on the waistband of the Rainbow Speedo. "Would you do the honors?"

Dangerous Dev:
You lean in for a kiss and bring me up to my hands and knees. You bring my hand and put it on the waistband of your rainbow speedo, asking me to take it off you. I look up at you for a few seconds, knowing this isn't how I wanted to be taking your gear off you. But you won the match, so I guess I don't have a choice and I lower your gear down your legs.

Madison Jones:
You lower it, my manhood coming out for the crowd to see.

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I drop down to my knees on the mat now, look you in the eyes with the crowd no longer being relevant to me, it's just us now. Hand to your shoulder I position to your hands and knees, me sliding around you almost like two guys in the college wrestling league. In the Referee's position, my hand over your abdomen, other on your shoulder, I press my cock between your cheeks at your hole. "Are you ready for this?"

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Dangerous Dev:
You get on your knees and look me in the eyes. Hand on my shoulder, you get behind me, your other hand sliding over to my abdomen. I feel your cock between my cheeks ready to enter me when you get the OK. You ask if I'm ready and I nod, mentally preparing myself for your cock to enter my ass, something that doesn't happen to me often. I take a couple deep breaths waiting for you to start.

Madison Jones:
I see you nod, and with that I start to press in. It's slow, pushing in inch after inch, plenty of precum and literal cum from earlier to help slide in. I enter up to 7 inches, check to see how you are taking it, and slow press in the final right into your prostate. Us fitting together in a position that seems so natural to me, I then start to thrust, my member sliding back and forth inside of you, me making sure never to pull out like a knife. I'm not one of those guys, I only need to enter once, this isn't about pain... it's about pleasure, the act of two men becoming one. I make love to you.

Dangerous Dev:
You push in slowly, your cum and precum being used as lube to help you slide your 7 inches inside of me. You finish pushing inside, hitting my prostate as you do. You start to thrust inside of me. I moan in pleasure, happy that that's your goal too, you're not one of the guys who tries to be rough when he takes his stakes. The slow thrusting helps me relax, and I start to leak some precum underneath me as you continue to gently fuck me. "Oh fuck."

Madison Jones:
I now pull your back up to my chest while I'm thrusting, bring my arms around your chest while I nuzzle the side of your face. "You were kind with me before... I appreciate that." Thrusting speeds up now, me going deeper as I plant myself down to my root, full 8 inches. "Oh fuck... Stroke yourself for me." I start to suck on your neck while our union continues.

Dangerous Dev:
You wrap your arms around my chest, getting more moans out of me. You pick up the speed of your thrusts, getting all of your ock inside of me. You suck on my neck when you start to give me orders, telling me to stroke myself. I grab my cock and start to jerk it, more pre leaking out of it as I do. I close my eyes, enjoying your mouth on my neck.

Madison Jones:
I keep suckling your neck, the rhythm slowing so you're stroking and can catch up. Each thrust of mine aimed right at your prostate, I enjoy the position I'm in while watching you stroke yourself. Right hand slides over your left pec so I can feel your heart, lips coming off your neck. "Let's cum together and finish." I speed back up the thrusting as I get close to cumming now.

Dangerous Dev:
You slow down the fucking, exploring my body with your hands. I feel your hand on my left pec, my heart racing as you feel it. You take your lips off my neck, and tell me you want us to finish together. I nod when you say that. I feel you speed up your thrusts, and I do the same with my stroking. Precum leaking out, getting closer to cumming.

Madison Jones:
It is at this point, feeling your heart racing, all the signs there, I pull my hands to your waist and finish, one final thrust up into you as a load erupts forth thick and full... I cum. With deep breaths I pump and pump, a load so heavy it's hard to believe I came only 15 minutes earlier. 3.. 4.. 5.... Moaning... 6...... Clenching.... 7.... total ropes unload from me inside of you.

Dangerous Dev:
You wrap your hands around my waist. One final thrust, and then I feel you unload. Your cum starts flowing into my hole. I moan some more, feeling your warm man juice entering me. We both take deep breaths. You keep going. I lose track of how much cum entered me, but I know it was several ropes with me clenching my ass around your cock. After you stop cumming, I start and I make a mess under me, with four ropes of my own leaving my cock and ending up on the mat. "Fuck Madison."

Madison Jones:
And so we finish up as you unload, spraying the canvas in front of you to the delight of the crowd.

I pull you to my chest one more time, leaning my head forward for a passionate kiss, and then a moment later I separate from us, one becoming two. Rising up to my feet, I offer you my hand again. "Let's go get cleaned up."

Dangerous Dev:
You pull me up to your chest, leaning forward and giving me another passionate kiss. I kiss you back, and then you separate us. You get to your feet and reach your hand out toward me, offering to go get cleaned up. I accept your hand and let you bring me up to my feet. When you do, I wrap my arms around you in a hug. Then whisper in your ear. "I'm looking forward to getting revenge." I pull away from your ear, look at you and smile, then plant a quick kiss on your lips.

Madison Jones:
With that and the setting of the sun, us walking shoulder to shoulder, we head to the dress tent to get cleaned up.

Published: 2022-06-23, viewed 92 times.