SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

Previous Matches: Beat the Blues Tour, Spring Break Brawl Tour

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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. - Commissioner Starfox - Age: 36, 5’ 7”, 170 lbs, 7.5 Cut Cock

Madison Jones:
Currently the Commissioner and I are 1 for 1. He stopped my momentum breaking win streak in the first Beat the Blues tour. I got him back at the start of the Spring Break Brawl tour in April, but sadly that was only one of my few wins on that tour. It's time for another round to settle this at least for the time being. I've grown pretty fond of the guy, I was even unusually mean to Tua and Jimmy in the Demolition Derby PPV because of how they cheated, beat him, and paraded it around for a month. Today though I'm not holding back, I want to prove to everyone that I have what it takes to be the SECW champion, prove it to somebody back home in particular... This time around, I've challenged him to a 2 out of 3 falls match, Pin / Sub, with loser gets fucked.

Here in Siesta Key, Florida, I'm sitting around in the dress tent naked as usual when I see Starfox come in. With the Rainbow Speedo next to me on the bench, I give a wave, waiting for the stagehand to let us know when the last round has ended. The Comish has made our match the highlight of the evening, the main event, and I appreciate that. It also means we will be wrestling near or at sunset, a nice treat for the eyes and great for photos. I start to slip on the speedo and toss my bag aside. "I've been looking forward to this Comish... Carolina Kid. I'm not going down tonight." I hop up and start to stretch out getting ready as the crowd erupts with what I imagine is the conclusion of the last match.

You are not logged in. - Pride Month Maddy

Starfox:
It's June. It's HOT. And it's SECW's Life's A Beach Summer Tour! We're into a long stretch of drifting along the coast of the Sunshine State and its numerous famous beaches. This weekend though we've set up shop on the white sands of Siesta Key on the peninsula's west coast just south of Sarasota. SECW's set up shop just off the famous, luxurious white sand beach here on Siesta Key. It's my first appearance here on the summer tour and I'm pairing off with SECW's leading superstar and likely federation champion Madison Jones.

I handed him his first Fed loss when I beat him way back in February's Beat the Blues Tour in Mississippi. Since then Madi came back to beat me up in Panama City on our Spring Break Brawl Tour. At 1-1 it's time to see which of us can take a lead in our emerging rivalry. Fittingly, it'll be a 2 out of 3 falls match that'll decide which of us can take 2 out of 3 from the other in head to head matches. I come into the dress tent, looking over at Madi and nod. "Looking forward to it too, MJ. Owe for that last loss up in P-city kid." Grin and strip down, pulling on my pride gear, TIGHT rainbow speedo with electric blue waistband, pink boots with rainbow trim and laces, and rainbow arm ties around my biceps. Hearing the crowd cheering at the end of the previous match. Looking over at Madi, "We're up next kid, good luck......."

- Starfox’s Rainbow Speedo

Madison Jones:
Seeing you get your boots on, I remember that you like to go at it with full gear. Quickly get my blue boots from my bag and lace them up while the last couple of guys probably finish up having some pretty rough sex out there. "Yeah, good luck. Not holding back." Manage to get up and over to the door as they come in, the announcer starting his spiel.

Announcer:
"The first competitor, from San Francisco California. Standing at 5' 10", weighing in at 198 lbs, he is the Rising Star of the SECW! MAD-I-SON JOOOONES!"

Madison’s Theme Music

Madison Jones:
An English cover of the song Alumina starts to play over the speakers as I come out, the crowd cheering as they see me in the Rainbow Speedo and my blue boots. I make my way down towards the ring setup at beachside, the sun lowering in the sky, but not quite sunset yet. Waving as I walk, I make my way to the ring and roll in under the bottom rope. Hop up to my feet and throw a few punches and kicks getting into the spirit of things before finally pulling back to my corner. The music dies down as it's time for the commission to come and join me.

Starfox:
Nod to you as you head to the entryway. Hearing your music and the announcer. Take a deep breath, bouncing boot to boot. Psyching myself up to take on the roster leader here in Siesta Key. Hear the fans rocking and roaring as they cheer on SECW's undisputed leader. Your intro quiets down as once again the announcer takes to the mic..........

Announcer:
AND HIS OPPONENT - FROM RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA - STANDING 5'7" TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT 170lbs, HE IS THE CAROLINA KID - THE SOUTHERN SUPERSTAR & SUNSHINE STATE NATIVE - PLEASE WELCOME, STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFOXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Starfox’s Theme

Starfox:
Katy Perry's Roar blasts out over the speakers and the crowd ROARS out when I step out from the dressing area. Judging by the crowd reactions, it's hard to tell if they're favoring either or both of us here at the intros. Wave and flex, dancing and slapping hands with the fan base. Stopping now and then for a few selfies with the crowd! Working them up for what I know is gunna be a slugfest up in the ring with Madison! Rocking my PRIDE gear as I slide into the ring. Scrambling up the buckles, lifting my arms to show off my smooth,slim,athletically muscled body. Ready to rock as I hop down. Looking across the ring at MJ. Nod of respect before stepping out for the ref's rundown...............

Referee:
"GENTLEMEN, THIS MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR 2 OUT OF 3 FALLS! THE FIRST MAN TO SCORE 2 FALLS WILL BE THE WINNER. FALLS ARE WON VIA SUBMISSION OR 3-COUNT PIN. WINNER'S RIGHTS WITH LOSER. GOOD LUCK!"

Starfox:
I nod and move back, crowd rocking at the multi-fall match announcement

Madison Jones:
While the Ref is announcing the rules to the crowd, I come to the center of the ring with you and extend my usual handshake. "Good luck Comish, not holding back today."

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I'm sure you will accept it, there isn't any animosity between us. Regardless if you do or don't, afterwards I bring my hands, fingers wiggling ready to lock up with you with the class Collar & Elbow.

Starfox:
Reach out and grip yer hand, squeezing firm and give you a nod. Moving back, releasing as the bell rings - DING DING DING - and this match is underway! Rainbow speedos bulge as we slam together into a collar/elbow lock up. Arm muscles flexing, boots planted, legs powering into you. Your height and muscled advantage initially stalled as I dip and rise every so often, keeping my level altered to even out your natural advantages

Madison Jones:
With the lockup in progress, your experience again shows as you bob and move, working to even out my clear size and weight advantage. Even still I know what I'm looking for as I stare you in the eyes, not flinching or blinking, just two men sharing a moment. I step up, bounce up at one moment, then without hesitation, move to shift to your side bringing your face along my ribs while I go to wrap my arm around your neck. If I can pull it off, I sling your arm up over my neck, grab that rainbow gear of yours, and try to start things off with a Face Lock Suplex.

Starfox:
Changing levels with you, moving and shifting to neutralize your power advantages. Still, you're able to counter me, moving with me and suddenly find my head wrapped up next to your ribs. Feel you go for my gear as I bring my inside leg in and "hook" it around your inside leg to block the lift. Meanwhile, my inside arm comes up and wraps your head from the back as my outside arm reaches around behind your outside knee at the same time as my outside leg slides across between yer legs and "hooks" your inside leg as my body drops and rolls back! Neatly wrapping Madi up in a tight Small Package roll up! Ref slides and slams down ONE! Crowd STUNNED but ROARING at the quick roll up attempt!

Madison Jones:
Right as I think I have it secured and ready to flip you, you counter the maneuver and roll me up into a small package, eyes going wide with surprise as I realize you are trying to steal an early fall. Ref's hand slaps down one, me bringing my knees in close as I can to my chest, then KICK OUT with all the force I would normally do for a Kip-Up. That tossed you off me giving me a moment to roll away on my side, getting up to my hands and knees then my feet afterwards. "That was sneaky..." Staring at you, hands up defensive, ready to play counters if you come in to grapple with me.

Starfox:
Tossed off you as my attempt at stealing the first fall fails. Push up to my boots. Smirk. "You say sneaky, I say clever........" Moving back, watching you. Nod respectfully. Giving you room to get up, circling warily.

Madison Jones:
There is some anger building in my eyes, but then... it cools... that friendly Madison showing again you've come to love so much. "You want to be tricky..." I push in now trying to force a Collar and Elbow, both of us knowing just how much of a disadvantage you would have based on my size and muscle. Assuming I manage to lock up with you, I start to shove you towards a corner aiming to THROW you back first into the corner if I can.

Starfox:
Grin, circling with you. You come in and force me into a lock up. Out muscled and quickly overpowered. You march me backwards but I'm not entirely without resources. I try to dance off to the side and spin us around to use the momentum swing to throw YOU back into the corner with some force!

Madison Jones:
You swing me towards the corner, but there is a reason I struggle so much to keep weight down in the cruiser category as I too am flexible and quick. Approaching the corner, I jump, bare feet landing on the second rope hand gripping the top, the tension of them absorbing the momentum. I use that to bounce off them throwing myself your way trying to nail with a cross body slam.

Starfox:
Surprised at your agility, but I'm nothing if not adaptable. Arms up, catching your bigger body. Stumbling back some but catching my balance. Heft you some to rebalance you and then DROP to a knee, slamming you down with a sharp OTK Backbreaker!

You are not logged in. - Pendulum Backbreaker

Madison Jones:
Now it's my turn to be surprised, you catch me, my bulge pressed against your bicep. The crowd is cheering for both our displays, me starting to panic as you hold me. I start to struggle right away, aiming to wrap my arm around your neck, but it's too late. You drop me over your knee, my back bending as I let out a loud cry with my full torso on display for you.

Starfox:
Grit my teeth and push up, lifting up again across my chest. Then DROP down again, slamming your back down across my knee with another big OTK Backbreaker! Fox fans cheering, watching me getting some good work in on the bigger superstar!

Madison Jones:
DOUBLE Pendulum! I cry out with the second one, but I don't let it go for free. This time I manage to wrap my arm up, not quite around your neck like I hope, but my hand grips your throat tightly, thumb pressing into the adam's apple as I'm growling in pain. Holding you there, I swing up my knee trying to hit you in the head more than happy for us both to collapse on the canvas if it works.

Starfox:
GURGH! Feel your half choke applied. See your knee coming up and able to knock that back down. Eyes narrow and slam a hammer punch down into your arched out abs! Then another! And another! Before trying to push you off my knee and stand!

Madison Jones:
With you pushing my knee down to stop my offense, I start to grunt over and over from the abuse, growls of pain starting to shift to gasps as my chest starts to sweat, some reflecting nicely in the sunlight. You probably notice my bulge is starting to stiffen too, you taking a clear lead early on. Shoving me off your knee, left hand feels my gut as you rise up to standing, me needing to get away from you to figure out a better method of dealing with you. I roll on my side two rotations to the ropes, and start to pull myself up, playing up my heavy breathing trying to bait you. If you come rushing at me, I drop down holding the ropes, planning to let you go barreling out of the ring.

Starfox:
Watch you roll to the ropes. Advancing on you with deliberate,calculated intent. See you pull the ropes down adn smirk. "I invented that trick stud!" Step in and lift a boot to drive it up into your abs and then, if that connects, cupping your chin and pushing your head up and back. Opening up your big chest, step to the side and CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK big slicing backhand chop across Madi's pumped, glistening pecs!

Madison Jones:
Oh it hits, because I'm so focused on both recovery and setting the trap... apparently one you are very familiar with. Sound echoes out as you slap my pecs, a few people responding to the hit. That anger is building again, back against the ropes I reach forward trying to grab your shoulders, pull them forward while trying to Knee you in the gut as hard as I can. If it works, I flip us around, your back on the ropes, and start to trap your arms in them.

Starfox:
Feel your arms come up and grip my shoulders. My hands come up and throw yours off me! Reaching out to cup the back of your head, pulling your head out towards me. Turning slightly and pulling my free arm down and across before WHIPPING it up for a STIFF Euro Uppercut to the jaw of SECW's prime superstar!

Madison Jones:
Uppercut slams into my jaw, head snapping back, arms falling over to the top of the ropes almost off my feet. You see my eyes looking at you, some shock over how much you are controlling me. I look... almost helpless for a moment... my cock in the rainbow speedo in an undeniable state of arousal... then my eyes focus. Hands gripping the top rope spread wide, I swing up my legs and wrap them around your core, clasping them behind your back. I then give you a TIGHT SQUEEZE hoping to knock some of that fight out of you.

Starfox:
GRUNT, surprised again at the bigger man's agility. Feel those legs wrap around me, FLEXING HARD! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH arms come up, hands clasped together, and DRIVE a big double axe into your served up abs, making you pay for the tight scissor! Sliding my arms up under your ass and tyr to LIFT you up off the ropes so I can turn and POWERBOMB you into the mat!

Madison Jones:
Double Axe hitting my abs working on busting my bricks more, it's fortunate that I'm already clenching my core by squeezing my legs like this. Red marks are showing there though, it's clear your repeated abuse is breaking them down, but there is still a way to go still. Meanwhile arms stretch on the ropes, you bring your hands under my ass. I let go right away, grunt with pain from my aching gut, and reach my arms up around your head. I try to pull down into a Guillotine Choke hoping to foil your attempts for a powerbomb.

You are not logged in. - Guillotine Choke

Starfox:
Get you off the ropes, lifting you up as I feel your arm snake around my head, pulling it down and forward. Shaking my head to try and break up your guillotine attempt! Turning us out into the ring and trying to POWERBOMB the superstar into the mat!

Madison Jones:
And so our struggle continues, me trying to foil the incoming powerbomb, and you powerbombing me to try and foil the Guillotine. I'm grunting heavily, trying so hard to put real strain on your neck. The problem with applying the Guillotine is it usually drags a person down the canvas, and while I'm heavier than you, that's not ideal for what I'm trying to stop here. You slam me down, my own weight adding to the impact, arms coming loose, wide at my sides as I holler out in pain. Eyes wide, chest rising and falling, I just barely manage to keep my legs around you, and start to squeeze again... not nearly as tight as before... but enough to for some discomfort still.

Starfox:
Grunt as your bigger body hits the mat with force. But not enough to shatter the scissor. Still, it does weaken your legs' grip on my core. I reach back and grip your ankles, fingers digging into your ankle tendons. Squeezing and trying to slowly pry your legs off me...........

Madison Jones:
It's not hard to pry my legs apart at this point. As you do, I pull both of them up to my chest, my core ab muscles making wince as you have made an impact on them. I then try to kick you in your chest with both feet as hard as I can trying to get you away from me, so I can work on my recovery.

Starfox:
You suddenly release the scissor, my arms out of position to block the kick and FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUGH! Take both soles flush to the chest! Thrown back, somersaulting over to my chest. Pushing up, shaking my head. "Not bad Madi.........." Climbing back to my boots and circling you. Knowing i've gotten the better of the bigger man so far here. Watching, cautious, bouncing boot to boot

Madison Jones:
I succeed in kicking you away, though your spry agile body, as frustrating as always, manages to roll with the hit. I know I need to get up quickly, my abs are hurting with clear red marks, but my gut is strong and I endure for now. Bring my knees back up to my chest and perform my favorite trick, the one that the fans love to see when I'm sweaty like I am now. I Kip-Up to standing, sunlight reflecting off me making me look fan fucking tastic.

Burning the stamina to get up quickly, I groan from my aching abs, but it is worth it to be on even footing again with you just as you start to circle. Hoping I have the chance to get the upper hand, I lunge at you trying to wrap my arms around your waist, hoping to drop you to the canvas under me with my shoulder hitting your gut.

Starfox:
Circling, watching you but not expecting the spear that PLANTS me into the mat. UFFFFFFFFGH! Groan, taking the shoulder block to the midsection. My legs coming up this time and wrapping around your midsection. Boots cross in the back. Grinning up at you and FLEXING my TKD and lucha powered legs around you. Working your midsection! Arching up and twisting slightly for even more added TORQUE to your abs! One arm up, bicep FLEXED! Fox fans ROAR!

Madison Jones:
You can't see it, but I genuinely SMILE when the shortrange spear hits, pure satisfaction on my face. You wrap your boots around my back and start to return the favor of squeezing me like I did to you. You even flex like a cocky fucker wanting to show off as I grit my teeth with pain. I ball up my fists and start to slam them into your gut now, working those abs hoping the pain will force you to lighten up on the squeezing. Imagine I could get 2 or 3 hits in before the pain if your squeezing catches up with me.

Starfox:
Legs flexed, arm flexed, abs flexed! Your punches pounding in. UFFGH UFFFGH UFFGH! Grunting, my flex holding. Grin and stare into your eyes. Feeling my PRIDE gear bulging with this hot muscled hunk between my legs again! "Cmon Madi, how much can those proud abs of yours take huh?!!" Ease up then FLEX my legs around you again, working your core

Madison Jones:
The worst part of this position is that you can feel my rock hard dick pressing against your ass. After the third punch you feel the power fading from the hits. I need to break the scissors... I almost fall against your chest as the crowd begins to wonder if I might be about to give up the first fall. I almost considered... almost... I take in some breath while easing up, then you clench your legs again. The pain is enough to make me holler out, my breath hitting your face. Pressing my head against your chest, hands come behind your back and in desperation I start to lift you. 1 foot... 2 feet.... Grunting.... 3 feet.... Sweating like crazy.... 3.5 feet..... Then SLAM your back down as hard as I can hoping that is enough to break your legs around me.

Starfox:
Feel your rock hard arousal against my rainbow clad ass cheeks. Smirk, knowing you're enjoying it despite the way your face grimaces. After absorbing that third shot from your fists against my brix, I feel those arms running out of power. See you fall forward, your head against my chest. "Yeahhhhhhhhhh admit it Madi...........you're beat stud!!" Whoah! Feeling your lifting me up, struggling to do it to be sure getting only barely up off your knees when you drop me back to the mat with a kind of mini-powerbomb. FFFFFFFFFFFFUGH! Chest and abs heaving, stunned a bit. My legs ease up and I release you, pulling my legs in and then SLAMMING my boots out into your abs. Pushing off you and rolling back up over my shoulders and up to my boots!

Madison Jones:
I'm almost tempted to call you copy fox as I basically did the same thing to you earlier. Boots hit my gut hard, knock me away, huge grunt of pain as I roll on my side face down.... a little more on my side, both hands gripping my gut as I reel. It's not often I get gut busted like this... well this much. I lay there on my side for a moment, breathing heavily, finish rolling over to my front, and FORCE myself up to my hands and knees. Hand grips the rope nearby. I go for a different ploy this time... When you come my way, I pull myself out of the ring to foil whatever you're trying and give me another chance to breathe.

Starfox:
Up to my boots and watch as you roll to the ropes, pulling yourself up. Move towards you and watch you drop out under the ropes to the floor. Grinning, moving back into the ring to avoid being pulled out myself. Crowd buzzing, cheering! Getting a break too as you pace on the outside. Surrendering positioning in order to catch your breath. "Cmon Madi........get back in here and i'll make your demise quick stud!!"

Madison Jones:
Ah fuck, as the guy writes the reviews of my matches, OF COURSE you know my tricks. You probably remember when I slammed Jimmy into the sand with my Reverse Alabama a couple months ago. Regardless I stay there looking at you, giving those ringside crowds a nice view of my body as I breathe heavily in this summer sun, the Ref counting like he actually thinks I might stay out of the ring. I lean against the barricade, acting worse off than I am, getting ready to catch you if you happen to come charging at me with one of high risk maneuvers like a suicide dive.

The Ref counts. 2... 3.... 4....

Starfox:
Standing in the ring, content to let the ref count you out. Been suckered on the outside before and not taking the bait. Watching you closely. Pacing the ring. Working the crowd.

Madison Jones:
I grunt in frustration, then try to hide it as I do a sweaty double bicep pose for the fans right there on the other side of the barricade knowing they will up in Twitter inside of a minute. I then go and slide back into the ring, hop up to my feet, and make my way to the center hands raised. I wiggle my fingers staring you in the eyes. "Come on Comish... Contest of Strength." I try to lock up with you, left hand ready to guard my gut if you try to trick me again.

Starfox:
Move to you but yer to quick on the push up, getting back on your feet before I can pound you down. damn it! Circle back, wary. See yer arms come up, yer left arm down slightly to defend your pounded midsection. Move in, arms coming up.........engaging! Locking hands, trying to force your arms down. Boots planted. Muscles flexing. Crowd ROARS as we lock up again!

Madison Jones:
Here we go, raw contest of strength, sweaty muscle versus muscle, the joy of our mutual pushback, something only a wrestler would understand. Gritting my teeth as you push me back, my height and muscle give me the advantage. Unless you do something to stop me, I push you backwards, shoulders moving towards canvas into a Forced Bridge. If that happens, I hop up on your thighs looking you in the eyes, trying to make it collapse so your shoulders are flat on the canvas.

Starfox:
Grit my teeth, muscles flexed. Forcing you back step by step. You're struggling. a bit surprising given your strength and power advantages over me. Then you reassert yourself. Those advantages are being brought to bear and you start to force me back. Struggle to stop you, feeling you starting to bend me back. PUSH back against your arms, pushing back up before you can bridge me. PUSHING up and starting to bend the taller man back! Crowd ROARS!

Madison Jones:
Your resistance is admirable, true skill shining through from many more years than me in the ring. That being said, I still have the advantage in the lock, and now it is time for me to have full control. While you struggle up, I ready myself, then throw a knee right into your navel hitting hard hoping to knock some wind out of you. If that works, I take advantage by breaking off the lockup, reach to grab your shoulder and the back of your right thigh right under your ass, then lift and drop you over my knee. I try to land a Gutbuster.

Starfox:
Pushing up and starting to bend you when again you use that superior strength and power and push back on me. UFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF hard knee to the abs folds me over, breaking the lock up. Yer not done yet though lifting me up and AWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF big gutbuster bounces me off your knee! Rolling on the canvas, arms wrapping my abs. Fuck, felt that. Rolling away, pushing up slowly.

Madison Jones:
Dropped you over my knee, I push you off right away, though it looks like you were already trying to escape. I'm quick to follow after you while you try to get away, like a predator chasing prey, me reaching while you are pushing yourself up slowly. Grab your ankles and give a strong jerk trying to knock you off your arms face down. Regardless if you do, I go to flip you on your back, ankles under my armpits, hands under your knees. Chest rising and falling, the red marks on my own abs from your early abuse showing, I then fall backwards and try to send you flying into a turnbuckle with a Slingshot.

Starfox:
Pushing up after that gutbuster. Aww fuckkkkkkk feel you grab my ankles and JERK my legs back. GRUNT, sprawled on my chest. Turned to my back. Feel you grip under my knees. Know what to expect now and get exactly that, SLUNG UP in the slingshot. Arms out, catching the top ropes. KICK UP and then drop back down, landing on my boots. GROANNNNNNNNNNNN out, selling like I hit hard. Turning, watching and waiting............................

Madison Jones:
I'm on my back, listening for the sound of impact. ...BAM... Bingo. Bring my knees up to my chest and Kip-Up to standing, crowd cheering as my sweaty chest and tenting rainbow speedo look amazing in this sunlight, sunset not far off. With you taking the landing just like I plan, big smile on my face, I turn to get ready to follow up with a..... ah fuck...

Starfox:
Watching, waiting. You kip up. Turn. I hop out, turn to my side and throw a big standing sidekick up, right under your chin!

Madison Jones:
Hard crack, head snapping to the side, you nail me with some sweet chin music! Crowd cheers loudly as it connects, me staggering to the side, turning slightly from the momentum, and toppling over with a groan. Left hand comes up while I'm laying there, feeling my jaw, legs start to move as I begin to force myself up to standing knowing you are sure to be following up in a moment.

Starfox:
Big standing sidekick LEVELS the SECW wins leader! Moving to you. Pulling you up as you start to try and get up. Pull your head between my thighs. HOOK your arms low, reaching around to grip your hamstrings. If i'm able to I lift you up and then DROP you hard with a small package piledriver!

Madison Jones:
Starting to pull me up to my knees, you shove my head between your thighs. I recognize what you are doing, or at least I think I do, this seems like the setup for a pedigree. I start to grip your legs while you pull them up, then grab the back of my thighs. You are trying to leverage everything you can to get my near 200 lbs frame in the air into a Package Piledriver. You lift, my only means of offense being the back of my head against your bulge... the counter my dad taught me for the Pedigree. I only have a split second to decide... my better nature shows. You slam me down shoulders and head hitting the canvas as my body bounces, me clearly stunned from the impact spread out on my back.

Starfox:
SLAM Madi into the canvas with the package piledriver! Push up to my boots. Move around you. Grab your ankles. Lift your legs up and turn you onto your chest. Pull your feet up to my biceps hooking them there by yer feet. Leaning down and gripping your wrists. Pull your arms back. Take a deep breathe nad LIFT you up by yer wrists, swinging your body between my legs in a punishing pendulum swing! "GIVE IT UP MADI!!!" Yelling out, sweat POURING off me!!

Madison Jones:
You start to position me, my ankles under yours, my back starting to arch painfully. Are you trying to... I think you are... I groan, arms shoot out as I start to claw towards the rope. It's useless, you grab my arms and pull them back, my sweaty body on display as the crowd starts to cheer for your dominant position over me, my rainbow speedo hard pressed to keep my erection at bay with a darkening of color where my tip is. You lift and swing, pulling me up into the Pendulum Swing, a rare move to see in professional wrestling, a loan grunt of pain as you lift me and demand my submission. I grit my teeth, this being 2 out of 3 match, losing one fall isn't bad... but like this? Hands gripping your forearms, I try to press my legs up into your arms, trying so hard to get my foot to slip out from your pits. "Fuck... You...." Growling... but ultimately helpless. With the Ref on his knees asking if I give, I shake my head no, hoping you will have to put me down in a moment.

Starfox:
Muscles FLEXING, STRAINING to hold your nearly 200lbs body up. Thrust my hips forward a bit, swinging you between my legs! "CMON MADI!!! GIVE IT!" Pushing your arms forward some as I swing you, POURING IT ON your shoulder joints!! Arms flexed, keeping your feet hooked. Fox fans on their feet watching the bigger man in serious trouble!!

Madison Jones:
You don't relent, digging into your own stamina to keep me up, my arms straining in the joint. Fuck my cock rock hard too as you dominate, I'm sure there are many pictures of this already taken... being uploaded to Twitter like my double bicep flex earlier. "Fuck... Okay! Give! I Fucking Give!" I Yell and start to nod my head to Ref as he calls it, the bell ringing for the first fall a moment later.

Starfox:
DING DING!! I drop the hold, letting you hit the mat. FLEXING over the SECW roster leader. Crowd rocking. Moving back, letting you get back up if you can. Up 1-0 on this powerful new rival!

Madison Jones:
I lay there, hands coming under my head as I take in deep breaths, the sun beating down on my glimmering back. "Fuck..." I'm used to taking some humiliating holds, but that... I felt pretty helpless in it. I start to push myself up to my hands and knees, shake my head with some sweat coming from my face. As I get up you see that friend of mine start to fade. Raw determination now... I get up to standing, hands coming up defensive. I gesture you forward like I want to lock up, but get ready to grab your shoulder and knee you in the gut when you get in reach, hoping to further compound the damage on those bricks and bring you one step closer to being completely helpless.

Starfox:
Watch you getting up. Nod respectfully, seeing you bearing down. More determined now. I'm just as determined to take you down in 2 falls. Arms up, circling. You gesture me forward and I lunge in but quickly dance back, feinting! See you reach for me and grin. "not this time Madi....." Dance right back in and this time lift a boot up for your worked over abs! Should that work, I follow with a swift elbow strike to the jaw!

Madison Jones:
Your feint might have worked if I had any intention of actually locking up, instead my hands shoot for your shoulders like I said. You pull back leaving me looking foolish again in front of the crowd, but you know I'm a defensive fighter. My hands don't flail there useless, I'm already pulling them back to my chest on guard, and so when you throw that kick at my gut, they quickly grab hold of your boot. Share a look now, eyes focused with yours, anger rising inside of me as I will not be put down so easily. I fling your boot to the side spinning you, and when you make a full rotation, reach to grab your head while turn my back to you, and drop down. I try to deliver a relatively new addition to my move set, a stunner made famous by Stone Cold Steve Austin.

Starfox:
WHOAH! Surprised when you catch my boot, expecting you to be a lot slower after that pendulum. aww fuck.....not good I think to myself before you spin me around. UFFFFFF good kick to the midsection doubles me up. BOOM dropped in the stunner and jackknife back, LAID OUT! Chest and abs heving, rainbow speedos pushing up

Madison Jones:
I fall to my ass breathing heavily, a look of satisfaction crossing my face as you get laid out. I turn to my side, chest breathing so heavily, this time keeping an eye on you and not making assumptions. I start to crawl your way, thinking about what submission move I'm going to do to you to get even. I reach for your knee, eyes going up your body... then they stop as I see your rainbow speedo tenting up.

There is a moment in my mind where I am yelling at myself to do the sensible thing, to put you in.... anything and make you tap out. Then there is that part of me that defines who I am, the part that draws me to the life of a sex wrestler, the part that Bryan Phoenix warned me about weeks ago. It is a weakness, a craving, an insatiable desire. Instead of going for a point, hands come to your speedo, and I start to strip it off you, letting your cock out once more for our crowd to see, and then flinging the fabric behind me almost out of the ring.

Starfox:
I'm laid out, stunned after the nasty jawbreaker. Chest and abs heaving. You should be moving to even this match up. Instead you give in to temptation. STRIPPED, my 7.5" pole springing out. My balls spilling out onto the mat. Going the distance now balls out. Feel my dong flex. You turn to toss my gear away and that's a major mistake. Crowd WHISTLES and JEERS as you strip me naked in the ring. No stranger to the sensation, my legs come up and clamp your head. Boots cross. Crunching my abs, sitting up and pulling your face into my balls! 3/4 turn and FLEXXXXXXXX arching slightly and pouring it on again in the headscissor. Your face mashed to my junk!

Madison Jones:
And I am no stranger to my face pressed against a man's package, your balls and cock pressing against my nose and cheeks, your left testicle pressing almost against my eye. I grunt, jerk, stay on my knees as you headscissor me. You feel my growl again, this time reverberating through your manhood. Do you know what is left open to me while you do this? Your gut. I swing my right arm around your side and slam my knuckles into your gut once... twice! A Third Time! I've banged those fuckers up good already, so I'm sure that will cause you ease the scissors. With that pain, I shoot up my hand between your thighs and secure an airway so you can't choke me out. I'm not sure how you are reacting to this, but I then try to take a hold of your cock with my right hand starting to stroke it if I can.

Starfox:
Feel and hear you growl as I lock you up in the scissor again. Fox fans ROARING again, dominating the match with the SECW superstar. Fans rocking watching the roster leader in the unusual position of trailing and reacting to his opponent rather than controlling and dominating the action. UFFFGH! UFFFFFGH! UFFFFFFFGH! Triple shot to the abs again, feeling them sink in a bit more now. Scissors does ease some. Feel and see you pushing your arm up to buy some breathing room. My dong flexing against your face. You reach for it and I oblige. Crunching my sore abs again, reaching for your head. Pulling you up and pushing my cock between your lips! Holding you down on my cock! Humping your face! Bridging up to keep my shoulders high. Fans ROAR again, MJ really struggling here in Siesta Key!

Madison Jones:
You begin to force your cock into my mouth and I open my jaw to let it slide in. The crowd is absolutely loving this, you face fucking of me in while I am on my knees, you crouched forward, your cock pressing to the back of my throat. My right hand comes off your cock and instead comes behind your back to help support you, my head actually bobbing on your cock now as I enjoy all seven and a half inches inside my mouth, the taste of your precum I imagine filling my senses. I suck to bring you pleasure, to please you as you dominate, an act I have been practicing since a young age.

Some of the crowd starts to whistle, starts to think that it is over, that I'm some submissive jobber about to be force fed your load. They are wrong. I push up my Left Knee, then push up my right. I lift us up, my right hand supporting your back, my mouth making sure you don't squirm too much to get free because you stuck your dick where it doesn't belong. I pull back supporting your 170 lbs frame, and then power bomb you down to the canvas, your cock sliding out of my mouth in the process.

Starfox:
Pumping your face. Pushing my cock down yer throat. See you pushing up, feeling you lift me up. Pushing my dick into your throat balls deep! Then you drop us down and POWERBOMB me into the mat! UHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Aching up as my cock springs free from your warm,wet mouth. My shaft glistened under the sunlight. Sweat shimmering on my smooth body.

Madison Jones:
I cough as you slide out of my mouth, but this is no time to let you get a chance to slip away. Oh no Fox, it's time for me to pin you down... trap you, and even the score. I grab your right leg of yours, pull you about 2 two feet closer to the center of the ring, flip you on your front, and drop my knees into the center of your back. Holding that leg still, I WRENCH it behind my neck, getting my arm over your ankle, it's time for you to be put in a humiliating hold now. I lock you into my Stretch Muffler.

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It gets worse, my left hand right by your crotch, it coils around your cock slick with my saliva. I start to stroke it while I hold you in my submission. "Say it... or Spray it."

Starfox:
Bombed down and you're quick to roll me over and arch my leg up, splitting my and putting my manhood on full show. Crowd CHEERS and WHISTLES watching you reaching around and gripping my spit slicked dick. Jacking me and stroking it. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! Pushing up, squirming and trying to pull my leg off your neck.

Madison Jones:
You start to struggle, flailing, and honestly, that makes my cock all the harder in my speedo. Regardless I'm stroking you and need to deal with your struggle, and so I slide my knee further down your back over your neck. I pull your leg back harder, an almost implicit threat of dislocation if you keep struggling. though.... Your struggle is forcing my head forward a little more. I keep stroking your cock, my thumb pressed to your cockhead sliding in a circle through the saliva and whatever precum is there, tip aimed at the spot of the canvas under your abdomen. The Ref asks if you give, my fans cheer for this position, several of them calling out for your cum.

Starfox:
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Groaning out as you jerk me off. My balls are churning. Some of yer fans cheering for the cum shot here as I try and resist the stretching burn in my hamstring. Feeling your hand job threatening to drain my DNA

Madison Jones:
You are close... I ease up on the pressure of the hold now, focus on the pleasure. "Come on Foxy... Give up that load. They want it... CUM God Damnit!" I stroke faster, making sure with each pass, my fingers linger over your V spot, your frenulum. With you locked down, I leave with three choices, Cum, Submit... or both.

Starfox:
Groaning out as you buckle down on my dong. Jacking me hard and fast now, going for the humiliating cum shot as my balls tense up...............muscles tensing...........crowd can sense it now.....................uhhhhhhh

Madison Jones:
There is a smile so big on my face now, so many I have milked in this position, and every time I fucking love it. The crowd is cheering. You humiliated me in the Pendulum Swing, so helpless all I could do is give up. Now I have you in a similar position, locked down so bad submission or emission is your only option. Me, I'm hoping for both.

Starfox:
And you get both as I start to TAP TAP TAP!!! At the same moment as my balls burst open and shot after shot after shot after shot of my jizz ropes BLASTS out of my cock!! Spraying the mat with my DNA ropes!!! Crowd ROARS!

Madison Jones:
I direct that spray to the spot under your abs, letting your cock drain to the roars of the crowd. Huge smile on my face like a cat that just got milk. Once your load starts to die down, I lower you into that mess you just made easing up on the hold. Slide off to your side and pat your back as you breathe. Match isn't over, but I sure feel a hell of a lot better having evened the score in such a spectacular way.

Starfox:
Uhhhhhhhhhhh, groaning, chest and abs heaving slowly as I start to come down from that orgasmic high. Dropped down on the mat, feeling my cum smearing over my abs and you releasing me from that humiliating hold. Lay there for a minute, getting my breathing back under control. This 2 of 3 falls match all even at 1 apiece. Slowly start to push up, crowd cheering! Sweat dripping and glistening off me under the hot Florida sun. Can't believe that just happened after I had you reeling! Climbing back to my boots, my cock still at semi-attention. Moving back, keeping space between us

Madison Jones:
I remain on my knees next to you, perhaps a bit risky, but taking a break while you recover. In the past in these types of matches, there is usually a courtesy of about a minute of rest between rounds, and I'm extending that now through unspoken actions. When you start to rise up, I do as well, left hand adjusting my tenting speedo, me half tempted to take it off. No... I'll force you to do that if you want to get even. Facing you in the center, hands come up as I roll my right shoulder. "Come on, Comish." Fingers wiggling, looking for the good old Collar and Elbow.

Starfox:
Leaning against the ropes, grateful for the unofficial break you extend me here. See you bring your arms up and I push off the ropes. Moving in like I'm going to accept it, though I know I'm in no state to actually compete with you here. Instead I suddenly shift my arms and turn, going for a hard chop across your chest! If that lands I follow up with a lunge in, lifting my knee up into your battered abs!

Madison Jones:
You're breathing hard still as the light shifts to sunset, an actual smile on my face as I've been enjoying this. I tense up when you come my way, weary of you because it seems crazy for you to accept. Still I give the opportunity and you take advantage, chop to my chest sounding loudly followed by a grunt as you compound the damage on my gut. I back up, both hands feel them, me not quite doubling over, but then I rush forward trying to ram my shoulder into your gut in retaliation. If I connect, I go to wrap my arms around your core aiming to shove you to a corner.

Starfox:
Knock you back from the chop and knee lift. See you coming at me and sidestep you, kicking a leg out to hopefully take you down to the mat. Quickly following with an elbow drop if you actually go down!

Madison Jones:
Drop to one knee as you land and kick me slumping forward. I use the momentum to roll on my shoulder, a reminder of my martial arts training. Next to the rope I rise up, left hand on my core for both defense and nursing, I step forward and throw a snap kick forward trying to hit your obliques or ribs, the move more from TaeKwonDo than wrestling.

Starfox:
Drop the hunk to a knee and watch you roll forward to the ropes. Starting to actually recover from the jerk job. My cock still standing, but my body is recovering. Move in to pile on and UUFFFFFUGH! Flinch, taking a kick to the ribs. Standing in, I fire right back with a pair of snap kicks up under your arms. If they connect I take a half step back and leap up to slam my boots into your chest with a big dropkick!

Madison Jones:
Left hand still down on my gut defending, my stance looking almost like Daniel from the Karate Kid, you launch your kicks in retaliation I assume on my open right side. First one hits, a wince of pain, second one gets punished for being greedy. Right arm wraps around it, gripping under the knee and shifts to my side so we are perpendicular to the ropes, then I fall while spinning to my side aiming to fling you over me with a Dragon Screw.

Starfox:
You catch my second kick and WHIP me over with a nasty takedown. Rolling on the mat for a bit, leg up, wrapping my knee. Wincing. "ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Slowly push up, testing my leg out after that leg whip takedown. Moving back, leaning against the ropes. Wincing. Watching............

Madison Jones:
On my back, hand feeling the kick to my ribs, this is no time to stay down. However, they can take advantage here and could clinch the win. Bring my knees to my chest and Kip-Up burning some of that stamina I got from our unofficial rests to get up quickly turning to face you. With you on the ropes, I inch forward defensive, reach for a hand, and try to Irish Whip you across the ring into a corner.

Starfox:
You don't do what I hope and instead play it careful, moving in to grip my wrist. Pulling me out but I PLANT my boots and suddenly reverse the whip, pulling you in and instead of a whip I LUNGE in with the other arm to LEVEL you with a big short arm clothesline!

Madison Jones:
The whip reversed, you start to send me to the corner behind you, my other arm already rising up to try and catch the rope to absorb the impact. Caught off guard by the action, you then drop me down to the canvas with a short arm clothesline, my hand gripping your sweaty one as hard as I can still hoping to hang onto you. Grunt as I fall to the canvas, loud impact as the crowd cheers. I take that arm of yours that I was trying to hold on to, and then aim to transition into a Cross Armbar, hoping to drape my legs over your chest and make you flail in front of our crowd.

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Starfox:
LEVEL you with the short arm clothesline. Wrist slipping free as you slam to the canvas. Moving around you, scooping your ankles up and STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP your hamstrings, two shots to each before crossing your left foot behind your right knee. Wrapping your right foot under my arm. One arm up through your locked up legs, hands clasp and take a big breath, trying to LIFT you up and swinggggggggggggg you around!

Madison Jones:
On my back from the clothesline, I cuss in frustration as your sweaty hand slips free foiling my next plan. As you scoop up my ankles I fear that you are going to slingshot me, so my hands start to scrabble aiming to get to the ropes. As I'm pulling, flailing almost, you land your kicks, each one getting a grunt from me. When you go to fold up my legs, my speedo tenting so clearly to the crowd, I manage to get my hand on the rope and hold it tightly, me fighting as you start trying to swing. I was expecting you to go for a flip and submission, not a giant's swing, this move being completely new to me. Regardless, hand is on the rope me staring at you expecting a rope break while the Ref starts to get huffy at you.

Starfox:
Work those leg muscles with the stomps but you grab the ropes to deny me both the Lead I had set up and the swing I was trying for. Ref demanding the break, I release you and move back. "Lucky Mads.........very lucky.........." Circling, watching, knowing how close I came to possibly putting you away for a second time in our in-ring rivalry

Madison Jones:
You release and I pull myself up on the rope this time to save some energy. I can't help but to take a moment to feel my bulge, the speedo soaked with sweat at this point. Cock my head coming off the ropes, me looking for a sign of weakness in your stance. When I get in range, I throw a false kick feinting, then try to grab your right arm to pull you into a hammerlock if you fall for it.

Starfox:
My cock standing tall over my recently drained low hangers. Watching you come off the ropes, you feint a kick at me and I duck and move to the side, dodging the false kick but also the arm grab. Catch my positioning and lean forward then LUNGE going for a spear to try and slam you down into the mat! Crowd cheering hard as SECW's wins leader faces off with the longtime veteran star

Madison Jones:
Seeing through my deception again, visible frustration on my face as you dodge grab. Left open I fall to the canvas with you on me, with a spear, long groan as I fall taking a hit to my gut. The crowd gasps at the hit, my bricks having taken quite the beating, broken more than usual in most matches. With a light thrusting of my hips as I'm reeling, I try to lock my legs around you on top of me, hands aiming to grab your head. I try to lock you down in a Guillotine Choke as you lay in the arms of a grappler.

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Starfox:
SPEAR you to the mat, continuing to pound your abs throughout this match. Wearing down your hard body armor. Feel your legs wrap me up, your arm trapping my head. My arms still free, I start to pound my fists into your ribs and obliques! Struggling and squirming. Hammering away at your body to try and force a break! Crowd ROARING as we go at it in the ring

Madison Jones:
I start to cry out as you lay into me, the damage becoming too much to bear. I grit my teeth, staring at you in the eyes, sweaty face reflecting the amber sunlight. I grab your arms holding you here, chest rising and falling, abs contracting with heavy breaths, I then SQUEEZE your core with my legs as hard as I can... me noticing your hard cock again now pressed to the back of my speedo.

Starfox: UGH!
Feel you wrap me up, pinning my arms to my sides. Our eyes meet and then UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH feel those legs FLEX around me. Squeezing and crushing my ribs and core!! Pulling my legs up under me and sliding up to my knees. Struggling and trying to power up, hoping to be able to lift you with me as I try to push up through my strong legs!

Madison Jones:
I'm so focused on trying to keep you locked down, planning how to go through this, wanting a submission... I don't pay as much attention to your knees as I should. Instead with your hard cock pressing against my ass, though, it returns to my mind of a similar position I was in during the Shamrock Slam with... Asian Terror. Shake my head bringing me back to this moment, focused on you, the naked fox in my grip. Rainbow Speed dripping with sweat at this point, I clench as hard as I can. "Give up Foxy.... I got you!" I growl breathing deeply with my busted core, hoping you give instead of going to slam me down in a moment.

Starfox:
Grit my teeth. Pushing my rock hard meat against your muscled ass. You lose your focus and this allows me to power up to a squat. Sweating bullets but then PUSH UP through my legs to stand with you hanging off my neck. Chest HEAVES as I JERK my head up, trying to break the guillotine before falling forward for a slam to the mat, trying to break the scissor and/or the guillotine!

Madison Jones:
Core clenching, painfully I might add, something I might be able to shrug off under normal circumstances. Our match has been long, and you have been targeting my core, so when you slam my back down I let out a deep gasp, my breath hitting your face. It doesn't break the scissors or headlock, but everything is loose. I have to give one up to keep control... I release the headlock, no squeezing from the legs, arms coming defensive in front of my chest to try and guard my core against strikes... me looking like I'm about out of steam.

Starfox:
SLAM you down and force you to give up the guillotine and the wrap of my arms. Feeling the scissor loosen. Reach down and DIG some claws into your thighs, trying to pry them open. Staring into your eyes, seeing your discomfort. Crowd rocking, SECW's roster leader struggling here against the established superstar.

Madison Jones:
Claws into my thighs, I grit my teeth, on my back with a heaving chest. I am not beat. You get my legs apart, but at the exposure of your own chest and gut. I ball up my fists, crunch up my red abs, and start throwing punches into your own gut, Left Right Left. Let's see how you react.

Starfox:
Prying your legs open. Breaking the scissor! My core exposed, UFFFFFFFF AWWFFFF UFFFFFFFFFF taking some hard shots to the midsection. Lift my arms up and intertwine my fingers and then DRIVE a double axehandle down into your own exposed, battered ab core! Crowd ROARS! Pushing back and up to my boots!

Madison Jones:
So busy on my offense, I ignore defense leaving myself open for your attack. Axehandle comes down right into my gut, a cry of pain as my back falls to the canvas, laid out and battered. I look up at you while you rise, the crowd sensing it's over, the commentators saying as much...

Looking at you with perhaps glossy eyes, my left hand comes to feel my abs... not it's something else... it slides lower... I stroke my cock in the speedo, it is so hard. Right hand pushes me over on my side, and I start trying to get up to stand hoping to be able to fend off an attack.

Starfox:
Looking down at you, seeing you laid out nicely. Your cock straining in your speedos. Breathing hard. Both of us have taken a beating in this match. I lean down and hook my fingers in your gear after you roll over and start to push up. JERK them down, hoping to keep you on the mat. Looking to peel them off your hot, sweat soaked, battered body!

Madison Jones:
And you do, me flipped over on my front completely exposed, The Rainbow Speedo in your hand. I start to rise up, Forcing myself, your desire to strip me giving me a chance for escape. Crawl the short distance to the ropes, hand grabbing the middle, I start to pull myself up.... ready to duck out of the ring if you come rushing at me.

Starfox:
STRIP your gear off, both of us going to the finish line balls out! Crowd ROARS and whistles! Watching you crawl to the ropes.

Toss your speedos to the corner and move towards you purposefully. You turn and I step up looking to drive another hard boot to your worked over abs! A quick, stiff Euro Uppercut to the chin to follow if the kick connects!

Madison Jones:
Leaning back against the ropes, you come walking towards me as I get to standing, left arm over the top rope. I look absolutely beat, and that's part of the projection. Pro wrestlers lie, they sell pain, act broken, play defeated. I'm hurt, hurt bad actually, but I can still sell. You throw that kick, it connects with a loud grunt, but my right hand wraps around your boot holding it there. Left arm coming off the top rope, I fall to my knees trying to headbutt you in the lower abs, right above your cock.

Starfox:
Grunt as you wrap my boot, hopping on one leg before you go to your knees. Boot released, UFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF headbutt to the midsection knocks me back a couple steps. Growl and move right back to you, reaching down to pull you up so I can push your head down and then WHIP a stiff Euro Uppercut to the jaw! Crowd ROARS

Madison Jones:
Euro Uppercut hits, my back slings against the ropes, bounces me back falling to my knees, head falling against your abs, sliding down, my face against your cock.

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Hand gripping your thighs, I take your cock into my mouth, the crowd whistling at my submissiveness. I start to give you a blow job.

Starfox:
Watch my signature Euro 'cut rock the hot muscled stud off the ropes! Arms FLEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX up as you slide down my body to your knees. Your mouth opens and closes around my rock hard dick. Crowd WHISTLES AND ROARS seeing Madi Jones servicing me in the ring on his knees. Reach down and grip your head, pumping your mouth, my balls swinging a bit. Then dip my knees, and pull you up, leaning over to wrap your waist. Turn and LIFT you simultaneously, hoisting you up, your legs in the air, your mouth never leaving my cock. Crowd WHISTLES!

Madison Jones:
Servicing you is the act, the crowd cheering, your hands on my head making me bob on your cock, your balls slapping against my chin. When you go to lean forward my own signature now setup, I spring into motion. I'm not used to people acting on the move when I'm giving the blowjob, so I'm not sure if I can pull this off, but I try. Hands clench around your thighs, hoping to catch up by surprise, I go to lift you up and drop back first to the canvas with my Blowjob Spinebuster.

Starfox:
I start to lift you as you take my legs out from under me, up-ending us. The result is probably rougher for you than for me as you go down headfirst with a dirty driver of sorts. My cock pops out of your mouth. Laying on the mat, abs and chest heaving

Madison Jones:
Both our moves foiled, my head topples to the canvas taking more of the impact than you from the failed spinebuster. I lay there, deep groan, head still by your cock with my saliva from it dripping onto my face. My right hand is reaching up trying to grab your arm, trying to lock in anything to end this. Meanwhile at least for the moment with me laying on you, your shoulders are down. The Ref looks and gets ready to start a count.

Starfox:
The ref drops and starts to count me. I buck a shoulder fairly easily and lift my legs up. Clamp them around your head. Boots cross behind your head. Palms turn backward and flat to the mat before I BRIDGE UP, forcing your upper body up off the mat, your face in my crotch, my cock pressed to your face with your saliva still slick on my shaft. Legs FLEX around your head! POURING IT ON Madi Jones here! "ASK HIM!" Ref moving to check you, fox fans ROCKING!

Madison Jones:
Head Scissors applies, my face with your cock against it, what remains of my energy starts to show. Legs start to kick, hands starting to flail, a daze as though I don't really know where I am. With you landing the dirty piledrive with us right next to the ropes, my face looks up over the ridges of your red abs, trying to make eye contact... it is so obvious, I'm basically done, ready to lose. I start to raise my hand....

"Rope!" The Ref Yells. Eyes Wide, perhaps to the surprise of both of us, with the leg flailing I did get my boot over the bottom rope. Hand comes to rest on your thigh pulling at it alongside your cock, trying to get free.

Starfox:
Can't see your face from the bridge position but it feels like your will's fading. Chest and abs heaving my cock flexing up. Know if I can just hold this another minute you're likely finished! And then, "ROPES!" I hear the ref yell. WTF!? I drop down, looking over to see a boot on the rope. SLAM the mat in frustration before releasing the scissor. Pushing up to my boots. Looking down at you. I lean down and grab your hair, pulling you up.......i grip your wrist and then push you back only to reverse course and JERK you forward for a big shortarm clothesline!

Madison Jones:
A light growl as you pull me up by my hair, I shake my head and cough. You push me back, almost into the ropes behind me, come forward and knock me off my feet to my back. BAM, sound echoes as the sunset light shines over our naked sweaty bodies. Left arm feeling my chest, face scrunched up in pain, right reaches to grab the middle rope trying to pull me up.

Starfox:
Watch you roll and start to reach for the ropes again. "oh no you don't stud..........." leaning down to grab your boots and pulling you out into the ring. STOMP your lower back to keep you docile before dropping down next to you and sliding my head and shoulders up under your left arm while my left arm comes back around your head, my right crossing over my chest to meet my left. Fingers interlock around your face. Leaning back hard, forcing that left shoulder of yours in the wrong direction! Pulling your head back and compressing your neck and spine. Fox fans ROARING as The Star-Crossed Facelock gets locked on Madison Jones in the middle of the ring! Ref down and asking!

Madison Jones:
Pulling my leg away from the rope, my hand clings to it like a lifeline. You pull and my hands comes loose, both clawing at the canvas. I think I know what is coming, what you did to me in our first match. You apply your finisher, the Star-Crossed Facelook. Eyes fill with pain as you wrench back, I growl, holler, legs kicking, free arm clawing. The Ref slides down looking at me, asking me if I give. I clench my teeth, struggling, my naked body on display as the crowd chants for me to give up. I growl at you "No! NO! Not again! You'll have... have to break me." Hand pulls at your arms around me, holding me in the cross face. Me not wanting to lose to this finisher again... but I may not have a choice.

Starfox:
CRANKING IT BACK! Hearing you refuse to submit. "Oh........I can do that Madi boy!!" Releasing the Crossface that's my favorite finisher and standing up. Pull you up with me, sliding one leg over yours, my right arm coming around to wrap your left and bending you back in a TIGHT, classic standing ab stretch! TORQUING those worked over abs! Pressing my meaty cock against your firm, sweat soaked ass! Putting your body on display for the SECW faithful! "Dont sub him out yet Ref! Let him burn for a bit first!!" Leaning back, really torquing those core muscles! Breaking you down like I said I would!

Madison Jones:
Even though I was playing the tough guy role, you might have noticed I was about to tap... you make me pay for my words and stubborn resilience. Pulling me to standing, you swing me around, bending me, putting my chest and broken abs on display. I let out a Cry, a Scream even as you work them, my full sweat drenched body on display under light of the setting sun. Pain written on my face, abs rising and falling, chest heaving, you ORDER the ref not to let me submit yet. I grit my teeth as you have me there, free hand coming down to pull at your knee over my leg. You hear it... almost a whisper. "Alright Foxy...." Wince up.... I turn my head towards you trying to make eye contact while my body burns in pain. "I give." The Ref watches, looking to you for permission to let me surrender.

Starfox:
Hear your whisper, arching you back, torquing your shredded core, showing you off. Humiliating the hot young superstar! Humping my cock up against your firm, muscled ass that's about to be mine for the second time in three fights! I look to the ref and shake him off. Holding you in the tight,agonizing stretch. I whisper to you, "Ask me for it, stud man......." Grinning to cover up the quiet conversation mid-ring!

Madison Jones:
I gave you what you wanted! I gave you my submission, a surrender to your cock. Now you ask me for this? The expression on my face changes, agony and defeat, to anger... to rage.... Captured on camera as you grin to cover up your statement, The Ref obeying your orders, you feel my muscles tense up again. Whatever adrenaline I have I use now. I STRUGGLE. At risk of my own injury, torn ab tissue and pec muscle, I try to flip you over me, possibly going out if I fail.

Starfox:
Leaning back, 170 lbs pouring it on to your battered core muscles! Feel you struggle and slide an arm up and around your hace, leaning your face back. Converting you into a Dragon Ab Stretch!!! Crowd rocking!!!

Madison Jones:
I am simply too weak to flip you now. I struggle and try anyways, then your arm comes up over my head transitioning into a Dragon Ab Stretch. I holler in pain, my mouth now covered by your arm, sounds of my voice reverberating through your muscle, much of the crowd on its feet eager for my defeat. I can't say your precious statement now, not with you covering my mouth, but we both know what you want, what you expect. No longer able to hold out, my hand comes up and starts tapping on your bicep, the action clear as day. Ref watches looking to you, waiting for you to give the okay for me to Tap Out.

Starfox:
I nod and he calls it! DING DING DING!

Starfox:
Crowd ROARS as Madison Jones falls to the Fox 2-1 in this best of 3 match, also falling to 1-2 in our head to head matchups to date. I release you quickly and check you to make sure yer ok before the ref raises my arm, crowd cheering hard!

Madison Jones:
Release, I basically fall over collapsing, breathing heavily, barely conscious. On my side, the cameras capture my laid out body, my cock hard skin still up. Eyes looking up to you as check me, it's hard to tell if there are any muscle tears, but there is at least nothing major right now outside of total exhaustion. My eyes reflect a mix of anger, disappointment, and pain. There are no words, we both know what comes next, the crowd on their feet cheering for it, my defeats always raking in the dough in DVD and Streaming sales. One act of tenderness, my hand reaches out to touch yours.

Starfox:
Move to check on my defeated rival and friend. Your hand reached out to touch mine and I grip your fingers, squeezing them lightly. Our eyes meet and I give you a soft, subtle nod to acknowledge a hard fought match and a strong opponent. Shift my wrist and grip your hand, pulling you up, helping you to your feet. Lead you over to the ropes. "Good match Madi.........but now it's time to pay the consequences stud............"

Madison Jones:
I'm laying there taking in breath, body tensing still from the pure adrenaline pumping through me. It goes without saying that my cock is rock fucking hard, the skin still up as it was never pulled down, tip of my head visible just barely with a string of precum hanging off it.

You take my hand, nodding, a silent assurance that I did good; the approval of an authority figure doing much to help calm me down. Shoulders sinks, as you start to help me up, this the second time in a ring you've lead me someplace to be fucked. You know me though, it's not the act of being fucked that bothers me me, in fact I often enjoy it more than I should, you've seen it multiples here in your federation not to mention the private nothings we share that others don't know about. Defeat in the ring isn't what scares me, it's how I'm treated afterwards. We just fought a huge match, my busted up abs leaving me basically defenseless, and you put me on display good with your cock pressed to my ass during it. Part of me worries what you have instore for me, but I come to the ropes with your guidance, obedient and awaiting your directions while the crowd calls for you to fuck the lights out of me.

Starfox:
Crowd cheering, yelling, eager to see the powerful SECW wins leader take a serious power drilling. I stand there, admiring you from behind. Those powerful back and shoulder muscles, and the main attraction from this angle, that hard, muscled ass! Step up after admiring your body from behind. Let my hands move up your ribs and over your shoulders. Hands wandering down, fingers sliding over your strong biceps. From there my hands lift off your sweat soaked skin. Palms turning upward as my arms drop, hands cupping your muscled butt cheeks. Slide my hands over your ass, squeezing softly. Boots slide in and start to push your legs apart. "mmmmmmmmm you fought well Madi, but now it's time to bend over stud." Pushing your ass up slowly, nudging you through the ropes..........

Madison Jones:
Leading me, the rising star over to the ropes, for the first time something about it makes me feel ashamed. I also worry, I was mean to you this match, I milked you in my stretch muffler and made you tap out at the same time. You admire me from behind while I can only guess what you are planning and thinking. Tie me in the ropes? Bend me over the middle? Some sort of twisted Sex Tarantula? Sometimes it is a curse having such an active imagination. While I stand there facing the crowd with my body on full display for this dripping sweat, you eye my ass... it's damn good too.

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Hands touch my shoulders, I shudder, amber sunlight glistening off my body with a few drops of sweat dripping from my hair, chin, fingers, and cock. You bend my chest down toward the second rope, coming up behind me, admiring my body still. Boots spread my legs... fuck my cock jerks from the anticipation of you entering me. You tell me it's time to bend over and push my ass up while bending me over the ropes. "Yes..." There is a quiver in my voice. Crowd gets louder as we get closer to the act. I whisper something, "Please, don't do... that move...." I’m pleading, fear in my voice, as sincere as a child going to his room, the single most vulnerable right now you have ever seen me.

Starfox:
I lean in and kiss your neck softly.........whisper softly, "You know I wouldn't..." while my hands slide over your broken and busted body armor. Pressing my cock to your ass. Humping you softly. My hands sliding up, fingers twisting and twirling your nipples slowly. Then my right hand releases your nip and slides down over your broken abs, reaching down to heft your balls. Rolling them in my hand. Playing with those meaty hangers as the crowd cheers and whistles!

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Madison Jones:
Hearing your statement I relax some, but it is short lived as your hands touch my abs; I shutter. So broken are they, some bruising starting to show even now, sharp pain aches in them even from my breathing which accelerates now. You feel my chest, my nip, maybe you even my heart. Another shutter as you pass my abs, taking my balls in your hands. Is there no other sign of complete domination than holding a man's testicles in your hand?

I let out a moan as you play with them, several members of the crowd pulling out their own members out to start stroking at what is about to happen. "Oh fuck..." You feel the precum coming from the slit of my uncut cock, the skin still up.

Starfox:
I hold your balls in my hand. Hefting them. Letting the crowd see me completely controlling your nuts. It's obvious you're completely and totally mine. To do with as I please. The hunky superstar reduced in defeat. Bent over the ropes. His legs spread and his conquerors holding him by the balls. Oh yeah this is gunna make us some money! Feel my cock flex against your muscled butt. Releasing your heavy hangers my hand comes up and wraps around your strong, stiff penis. "Lets see your manhood Madi......." Reaching up, shifting your sheath down your shaft and pulling your rock hard bone out. Crowd moans watching me dominating the bigger, more muscled wrestler, the camera man coming in for a close up of your manhood!

Madison Jones:
Hold my balls in your hand, despite the pain, the fear, the dominance, you can tell I am so fucking turned on by you. The cock never lies. You play with my balls a little more, much of the crowd starting to go quiet so they can hear my moans. "Oh fuck.... Comish.... Foxy....." Breathing deepens, your hand coming around my shaft now and pulling it back. The Romans didn't believe a person was naked unless you could see the tip of their penis. This of course meant that women could never be naked, but they were also sexist pigs. I digress. You strip me now completely bare in front of these people, my face humiliated, dominated, and practically begging for release.

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Bent over the ropes my ass spread to you, you hear me say it. The front row customers are really getting their money's worth because they might have heard me say it too. "Fuck me... please... sir...."

Starfox:
I pull your cock out, your manhood now fully exposed. The powerful leader of the locker room being conquered in the ring. His strength and power broken, his body reduced to a single desire. I release your penis and pull my hands back to your hips. Boots pushing your legs open a bit more. Physically defeated, Madison Jones on the verge of being totally conquered. I pull my hips back, lining up my rock hard man missile with the line between the two solid slabs of your ass. With a single hard, determined thrust I push into you. Completing the total defeat of SECW's popular, hunky hero! Crowd groans, seeing our bodies shudder as I enter you.

Madison Jones:
And so Two become One. I am not accustomed to a hard fuck, in fact much me hates it, but you are completely correct... I have been conquered. The term spoils is often used here, you shove into me, my eyes going wide, my body shuddering and shaking on the ropes as you penetrate me. "Fu.... Fuck... FUCK!" I call it out, the sunset light illuminates my body on full display with this crowd suddenly cheering as you thrust into me... A cameraman nearby getting the highest resolution images for all your promotions.

As you thrust into me, my hips shoot forward, my broken abs rising and falling, chest heaving as pain echoes across my swollen core. You can't see my face, but the cameras capture a few tears.

Starfox:
Pushing into you, sinking in 7.5" of rock hard, cut southern pipe being forced into you. Pushing in til my shaft bottoms out. Balls deep in the muscled hunk! Holding there, letting your body adjust. Then slowly start to pull back before driving into you. My thrusts are forceful but not rough. Deep but not reckless. Slowly and firmly building my rhythm with you. Hands sliding up under your arms. Thumbs digging into your pits as my fingers sink into your heaving pecs and rock hard nipples. Gripping you under the arms as I start to ride you in the ropes. Breathing hard. "uhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeahhhhhhhh stud!! Your ass was worth the effort Madi!!" Praising you even as I complete my domination of the bigger man

Madison Jones:
Eyes wide as you pull back, then thrust in again, a moan of pain from my chest, but pleasure from my prostate as you fill my canal again with your southern pole. You have done a remarkable job breaking me down today, my core so badly beaten, I can barely try to get free. I am helpless. You thrust again and again, the initial rough penetration disappears. As your fingers dig into my pec meat, you can feel my beating heart, strong and fast. With another thrust into me, my cock shoots out a wad of precum right onto the cheek of one of these lucky customers. "Oh fuck... fuck... Foxy.... Comish.... ... FUCK...." I have been fucked in the ring before, but never by my boss. Here in Siesta Key you assert yourself fully as the one in control of the locker room.

Starfox:
Reach my left hand around, pressing down on your left pec. Pumping your ass as I thrust into you. Feeling your body buck and tremble on the ropes. Your cock spitting precum, feeling my balls churning. I groannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn out, squeezing your pecs a bit more. My muscles tensing after the arousing action of a long, punishing match

Madison Jones:
I lean my head back, try to nuzzle you as you take me, teach, and punish me. Fuck ...I thought this phase of my life was over, 2022 has been so strong, but here you bring me back down to size. "Foxy... Please... Milk me...." It's almost a whimper, my pride has broken down with my broken abs and sweaty chest, right here in Pride Month of all times. My hips thrust, my cock having not been milked this match, it's full and swelling, in need of release.

Starfox:
I lean forward and press my lips to your neck. "mmmmmm, it'll be a pleasure stud........boy." Reaching around with my right hand, my left remaining over your chest. Right hand wrapping your pulsing penis. Stroking you in time to my thrusts. Moaning softly, our bodies syncing and melding together as I work you. Pumping my stud superstar on the ropes here in Siesta Key!

Madison Jones:
Right hand wrapping around my penis, it is so full and hard, 8 inches on display like a toy for you to control. As you touch it, the head in particular, I let out a gasp. "Oh fuck... Fuck..." You start pumping me in sync with your thrusting, your left hand on my left pec feeling my heart rate rise and rise. Another spurt of precum, my balls starting to churns, me coming to the edge as you pump your federation star in front of this live crowd.

Starfox:
Breathing hard, swat dripping off me, precum pumping out into your fuck chute. Groaning out and suddenly my body shudders and ARCHES BACK as I lose control and SLAM IT INTO YOU as my cock ERUPTS! BLASTING my cum ropes out into you! Shot after shot after shot after shot after shot after shot of DNA streamers firing off into you! Crowd groaning as guys lose their loads with me!!! Eyes rolling, my body ramming into yours in orgasmic bliss, losing control of my own muscles as the climax rolls and rocks through me!

Madison Jones:
So close to cumming now, I feel you thrusting and thrusting into me helpless on the ropes. Chest rising and falling, abs constricting painfully, hand stroking me. I feel you ERUPT in me, shooting a load so thick and full.... it's hard to believe it is real. I feel you flood my canal, some of your seed building up, maybe even starting to leak out of me. "Oh fuck... Fuck.... FUCK..... FUCKKKK" My load lets loose spraying a lucky person in the crowd.

Shot after shot comes out of me, my thick load untouched this match, in this case untouched for a day, it shoots as I moan, the cameraman getting the best closeup of it ever. 3... 4... 5.... OH FUCK..... 6..... FUCK! ...7...... FUCK ME....... 8 FOXY! ...... Calming..... 9....... Oh fuuck..... Dripping........ last weak spurt..... 10.... I almost go limp, barely conscious.

Starfox:
Both of us slumping on the ropes, chests heaving, bodies exhausted, sweat dripping from us. Both men reeling from the intense climax after a long struggle for dominance. After a minute I push back, pulling out of you. Arms up, breathing hard. I move to you again, checking to make sure you're not KO'd after that. Helping you off the ropes, raising your arm and the crowd gets to acknowledge the fallen superstar before I help you to the ropes. Helping you out of the ring and stumbling back to the dressing area, exhausted, sore, but picking up another huge victory over Madi here on the Life's A Beach Tour!

Madison Jones:
I'm in a state of shock almost as you lift me from the ropes. There are many thoughts going through my head, some of anger, some of revenge, but most of affection, of desire. I'm quiet as you help back to the dress area, the crowd more than happy to take pictures as the setting sun fades more to night. I turn to you as we enter the tent, eyes filled with questions. I whisper something, "Back to… The room... please..." Never so badly have I desired departure.

Published: 2022-06-30, viewed 96 times.