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. - Gary93 - Age: 26, 5’ 5”, 159 lbs, 6 Cut Cock

Madison Jones:
With SECW entering its off season again, the Pay Per View coming later this month, I find myself in New Orleans again doing research on my family. It would seem that my Great Grandfather Montgomery Jones made a name for himself here, not as a wrestler though. Family history aside, I need to pay the bills and so I'm taking SECW matches at the Bourbon Pub again, the first one is Gary. He's been throwing out some good matches, I've seen a few with Hotshots, and he even took on my soon to be Stepbrother Jay Jones. New to the SECW, and as the roster leader, I figured I could give him a warm welcome. Reached out and Comish was happy to fly him here.

The Bourbon Pub is the biggest LGBT+ nightclub in the city, more of a bar really. They have a ring setup in the middle of their establishment. I sit around in the back getting ready for the night show. See Gary come in after I come out from a shower stark naked, towel drying my hair. "Hey Gary, glad you could make it." I sit down by my duffle bag and dig out my blue trunks, no boots this time. "Welcome to New Orleans."

Gary:
I got a message asking me to travel from Scotland to New Orleans to get my first SECW match. When I hear it's against Jay's further stepbrother. I have watched their matches and wanted to take Madison Jones from watching. So when I get the offer, I only ask where and when. I get into New Orleans the night before. First time in the US. I get a good night's sleep. I head to his bar. As I walk into the back. I see you standing wet and naked. My dick jumps. "Thanks, my view just got better." I strip off in front of you my semi very clear. As I pull my shorts on I say "No matter what happens let's have fun man."

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Madison Jones:
"Of course, Wrestling is supposed to be fun, right?" I respond while pulling up my trunks. Finish drying my hair off, the crowd waiting for us to come out. "They don't know how far we are going tonight, the manager out there wanted to keep it a surprise. Single Fall Submission, Loser gets fucked. This is going to be fun." Eye the difference in our sizes, I give a smirk and then head towards the door telling them to start the announcement.

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Referee: "Ladies and Gentleman, the following SECW event is scheduled for 1 fall. Coming out first from San Francisco California, standing at 5' 10" and weighing in at 198 lbs. He is the rising star of the SECW, Madison Jones!"

Madison’s Entrance Music

Madison Jones:
My music comes over the speakers, an English Cover of Alumina. Coming out from the back the crowd cheers due to my fame in the federation, but also here as I put on a few good shows a couple months ago. Walking down to the ring they have setup, I slap a few hands and strut showing off my wet body, many people taking pictures the whole. Slide into the ring under the bottom rope, I climb my corner buckle and hold up both hands, letting them get all the pictures they want, my tight trunks leaving little to the imagination. Hop down and look to the back for Gary to come join me in a moment.

Gary:
I see you go tell them to start the announcements. Listen to your sats being read out. Start to see how much of an advantage you got. I know coming here if I stand a chance against this guy going low might be my only chance.

Referee:
"Hailing from Scotland. The newbie to the fed GARY. Standing at 5' 6” weighing in at 158 lbs."

Gary’s Entrance Music

Gary:
As I get to the top of the ramp, I can see the smile on his face thinking I'm going to get crushed tonight. As I start my walk to the ring bagpipes fill the bar playing Scotland the brave. As I get the ring can see you sexy body towering over me I slide under the ring head to the opposite corner adjusting my bugle

Referee:
“This is a Single Fall Submission Match, the winner has FULL RIGHTS rights to the loser.”

Madison Jones:
The crowd explodes over hearing it, though my more dedicated fans probably already knew since I might have let it slip on Twitter. Regardless, while they are cheering I hold out my hand for a shake. I do my homework, I know you can play 'down and dirty'. With my right extended, I am ready to block any incoming hits from you, guarding my gut and groin just in case...

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Gary:
I listen to the referee explain the rules as there are very few. Here your Fans explode in joy. I see your hand stretched out but your body on guard. I reach and shake your hand. Smile at you " I know you do your research man. As do I." I wink at you. Let your hand go walking backward to my corner watching you the whole time. Waiting on the bell

Madison Jones:
I stay there in the center while you walk away, bring up my hands in front, crouch down a little. Bell rings. I go ahead and give you a gesture to come dance, hands looking to lock up with the usual Collar & Elbow.

Gary:
I walk back to the centre of the ring, raise my hands to lock up with you, smile and say "You’re hot." as we lock up hands pressed tight together I'm having to push as you taller me. Trying to hold your weight

Madison Jones:
And so we lock up with the Collar and Elbow, crowd cheering as the smaller guy takes on the big challenge.

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"You're brave." I respond as we lock up, gritting my teeth, and wasting no time taking advantage here. I start to push in against you, overpower your muscles as I have nearly 40 lbs on you and about a half foot. I push you towards your corner, and when we get half way there, I then THRUST and throw you the rest of the way hoping to get you pinned in the corner arms over the top rope.

Gary:
You take full advantage of your height and weight forcing us back. Then bam you throw me into the corner hard with my arms over the top ropes. But the pain is not as bad you hoped or I'm making it look. Holding myself up waiting on your next move

Madison Jones:
When I throw you over there, I keep walking, closing the distance. It's clear I'm not intending to give you a chance to flip this in anyway. Hands grabbing the middle rope alongside your abdomen, I lean my shoulder down, and Ram it into your gut as hard as I can. I then pull back, and try to do it again.

Gary:
you want over to me slowly being very careful not to give me a chance to turn this one around. you grab the middle ropes, lean down and smash your shoulder into my ads forcing all the air out of my body. Woosh is the sound I make but I still got all my energy as you hit the second shoulder into me. I let the top ropes go, reaching to grab your arms keeping you locked into me.

As I hold you in. I try to smash my knee into you chest with all my force once then I try it again

Madison Jones:
Second shoulder hits your gut, the satisfying sound of you getting winded brings a smile to my face. Few of the crowd members are taking amazing pictures of this already, I'm sure my twitter feed is already getting flooded. Suddenly you grab my arms and try to restrain them so you can retaliate, I flex my abs expecting you to go for a hit there, after all your knees are the only thing really free to attack with. Take the hit with a grunt, you still holding my arms, I then show off more of my strength advantage here, Lift you off your feet, and RAM your back into the corner while trying to get my arms free. If I can, I lock them behind your back pulling you to my chest for a Bearhug.

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Gary:
You pull me into a bear hug locking your arms around me. all of sudden my cock goes rock hard on your chest. As you lift me up, lock me in. My face is level with as if trying to hide the pain from you "Let me show you a GLASGOW KISS" I pull my head back as far as I can then slam it into your face with all the force I can give you. hoping this will make you drop me

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Madison Jones:
Hands like a S behind your back, it is not one of those easy grips to just slip loose, and I'm not even sweaty yet. You make your statement, and offer really, and I'm not in the position to deny your generosity, the headbutt hitting me forehead to forehead as my skull slings back. Thing is, I do headbutts too, I'm used to taking the impact, and the temple of my skull has built up from using them over the years. I stagger back from the hit, arms loose but still gripping you, your hardening cock pressed against my slightly hairy chest. Vision a little blurred from the hit, I see your own hairy chest on display as we rub together like two men ought to. I turn 180 facing towards the center of the ring. "Fucker, not nice." I then Spinebuster you, the sound of impact echoing and the crowd going crazy.

Gary:
My headbutt did not have nearly enough impact as I wanted. You walk us back my feet not even touching the mat at this point. You then do a full 180 and spine bust my back into the mat hard your weight crushing me as my back hits the mat hard I scream out in pain "YYYOOOUUU FFFUUUCCCKKKEERR" I'm bridging my back trying to rub it. My cock giving away I'm enjoying myself maybe a bit to much a small wet spot that only you can see cause of my black shorts. As I try to move away from as you get up off me, I aim a knee into your balls. In that much pain have no idea if I even hit anything

Madison Jones:
I can feel how excited you are as I do this to you, your hard cock pressing against my chest. I grin in your face, a red mark on my head from the headbutt as you yell in my face. You go to bridge your back, and those black shorts of yours, they are next on my list. Hands slide into the waistband, the crowd getting real excited about me stripping you naked this early on; no doubt the manager is loving the show. As I start to pull distracted by my lust to reduce you to your birthday suit, your knee comes up aiming at my crotch. I was careless... but your aim isn't focused because of how much you are in. I luck out with your knee hitting my inner thigh then sliding up into my groin, a growl as it presses in with enough momentum to get me to react, but not heavy hit. "Cheap fucker..." I then PULL hard on the shorts trying to get them off your legs, rising up, not caring if I rip them off you in the process.

Gary:
You get your hand into my waistband just as I hit your inner thigh sliding to your groin. You take the special short I had made just for this match. The font half rips off in your hand easily, maybe leaving you a bit confused. I smile up at you in pain then blow you a kiss "Took you long enough to get them off" I say as I get to my knees my hard 6inch Scottish meat on full display as is my hairy bum. watching you carefully

Madison Jones:
Oh yes, I am surprised, if only because the fabric of these shorts is apparently made to rip. I shake my head, back away, and hold it up from the crowd to see, wanting to make sure there is a good image floating around of me holding your Scottish rag. Toss it to the side seeing your hard cock sticking out. "Now we are talking..." Big smile as I step forward, reach for your hand, and try to Irish Whip you into a corner.

Gary:
As you reach for my hand I whip it away and roll under your legs. As I get on my knees behind you. I grab your blue speedo pulling it down to your ankles then I push you sexy ass forward letting gravity do the rest of the work. "We all know your prefer it this way" winking at you

Madison Jones:
Taking advantage of your smaller size, you avoid the whip and return the favor pulling my trunks down. My hardening cock comes out for the crowd to see, it is not fully erect yet, but getting there, the foreskin still up over the tip as I fall forward.

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Arms free I catch myself as I fall forward, but with the fabric around my ankles, I can't roll like I would normally do. I kick my feet getting the trunks off my legs, then roll a rotation and half away from you on my back. Bring my knees to my chest and Kip-Up to standing, my naked body getting tons of attention from the crowd in the form of whistles and cheers. On my feet my hands come up defensive looking to counter some strikes if you attempt them.

Gary:
I watch you kick off your trunks and roll away from me kip-up. Your cock bouncing as you land on your feet. I push myself up. As you get up in a defensive stance I run at looking like I'm going to spear but at the last second fall to my knee and mouth open aiming for your cock. I slam my mouth balls deep on your cock choking a wee bit on your monster cock wrap my arms round your ass finger at your hole.

Madison Jones:
You are right, I am surprised again as you come in and basically slide your mouth over my cock. You seem eager to please me... I almost reach my hand down to stroke your hair, then I feel your finger insert itself into my ass. Shake my head, a wince showing pain from your penetration, expression changing to one of anger. "You fucker." Reach my hands down grabbing yours, pull your hand from my ass, both of them wide while I pull my cock from your mouth. I'm not normally this brutal, but you are pissing me off. I step back and do the move Andy did to me in private that almost knocked a tooth out. I step back and throw a knee right into your jaw while releasing your hand and knocking you flat on your back.

Gary:
You force my finger out of your ass and slide your cock out of my mouth. A look of disappointment comes over my face. Not even seeing your knee move it slams into my jaw hard. Forcing me to hit the back of my head off the apron making me dizzy as hell. no sound coming from me. just lay there panting. My cock is solid and leaking as it moves with my hard breaths. My brain is trying to work out what just happened but my cock shows for all to see that I'm not out of this yet.

Madison Jones:
"Sorry. Somebody really hurt me there once..." I say as justification, as I start to circle around you, though it may be hard to hear over the crowd. I get around to your dazed head, reach forward and grab your legs by the ankles leaning over you. Look down in your face. "You like sexual humiliation huh? I can do that." Inspired by recent events seen with Rob Hunter vs Blaze match, I step over your legs then fall backward putting you in a Naked Spladle, your ass cheeks spread open, your asshole on full display to this crowd with almost every phone in the place recording.

What I don’t say is that this is more inspired by the humiliation I myself suffered in a Spladle… and that also happens to be the same source that caused the rectal injury I just mentioned. That person Crossed a Line, am I really looking to cross the same one, all to try and prove I have what it takes to be a Champion? I think I’m going to be sick.

Gary:
Rolled up, I remember this move from Blaze’s and Rob’s match. I smile and say just loud enough for you to hear "Sorry about that man. This is not humiliating for me. I'm proud of my ass." I can feel your cock on the back of my head. I rub my hair against your cock just to cause you pleasure and no pain

Madison Jones:
It's pretty hard, and you can feel the coat of saliva you put on it there getting into your scalp. Big smile, "We have a ways to go yet Gary." I pull your legs up tighter, knees to the canvas, your cock hanging over your face, then slap your cheeks hard. The Crowd cheers, some guys are even slipping out their meat, a violation of the Bourbon Pub's rules... but nobody is enforcing though as all the attention of the staff and guests are here with me holding you like this.

A hard truth I've been learning lately is this is that what gets attention around here... in this realm of Erotic Sex Wrestling, is a combination of brutality, humiliation, and dominance. If I'm going to be a serious competitor, something has to give. Wrestling is supposed to be fun, and I truly believe that, but Champions are supposed to be rough... just like my dad is. My hand coils around your cock pinky to index and I start to stroke it you horny bastard. I start trying to make you cum right on your face.

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Gary:
Here you say that we have a ways to go. you pull me tighter my cock now pointing at my face. I smile knowing what you got planned "copy blaze now are we" I smile and wink at you. You then slap me ass making me moan out loud in pure pleasure. As you start to jack my cock aim for my face. My head tries to rub you more to make this a double cum shot of mine hitting my face and yours coating my hair and your body. I am moaning like crazy as this is what is wanted from you big time all my dirtiest thoughts and pleasure coming true with this stud and publicly. My moans are like a sex craziest animal

Madison Jones:
You must be talking about how Blaze forced Rob to suck his own dick at the end… That’s not what I have planned. "Wrong person, not my style…" A moan mixed with a wince of pain because foreskin is up while you rub my cock. Stroking you, looking in your eyes, "A man did this to me almost a year ago, and I hated it. Hope you enjoy." I stroke and stroke, fingers sliding up and down your shaft, my pinky lingering on your cock head after sliding past your v-spot, your frenulum. I stroke you with all the expertise of a man who has been giving hand jobs for half his life. I aim to make you cum right here, right now unless you stop me.

Gary:
My sexual lust has taken over me. From your expert hands. my cock leaking in my mouth. my body tighten and straighten my body pull your face over me. eye closest as my cock starts to pulse in your hands. moaning like crazy as my legs are pulling my body with all there power

Madison Jones:
The Spladle, the high wrestling hold people fear because it puts them on display to the school, their friends, their family, dressed in a singlet that shows the folds of their cock and ass so very perfectly. How the fuck can people pretend wrestling isn't gay?

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The hold is so terrible because it constricts the core muscles, a kick out, while possible, is very difficult. Given my 40 lbs weight advantage, you learn that you can't just kick out, that this is firmly in place, no doubt the feel of lactic acid starting to burn in your abs. I continue to stroke as I hold you here, my left hand coming up to your asshole now. I slide my middle finger into it inch after inch, and press against your prostate, still stroking, ready for you to make a mess. "Give up..." My only offer of mercy.

Gary:
My body held in place in what is the most gayest move in wrestling. Think to my self lucky I am gay and do not care about being on display. your weight holding me in pace as my cock starts dripping into my mouth licking my lips. Then I feel you slide your big middle finger into my ass and press my prostate hard forcing another moan out of me. I hear you say give up and I reply with "When I'm getting used to the hottest way possible. Why would I?" As you hit my prostate again my cock explodes into my open mouth and onto my left cheek, which forces my head back hard.

Madison Jones:
And so I force you to unload into your own mouth, your cock spewing forth, half the crowd cheering, half of them watching quietly while stroking themselves, the Ref having trouble staying focused with his own boner showing through his tight professional pants. I keep stroking and stroking, the jets turning into spurts, the spurts into drips, and I stroke past into overstimulation while finger banging your ass. "I knew you would love this shit Gary."

Gary:
As you keep wanking to the point there isn’t anything left in this load. I hear your comment and say "only with the special guys man.” As my moaning gets louder. Licking the cum from my face and swallowing it. Look at you and laugh "Want a taste man?" my ass taking a finger pounding keeps moaning to show the crowd and referee how much of a bottom bitch I can be in the right hands.

Madison Jones:
"Want seconds, huh?" I pull my finger from your ass and release you from the Spladle now, let you fall to your back, my dirty hand coming to my cock and pushing back my foreskin. Grabbing your hands, the orgasm surely affecting you, I hold your wrist down next to the side of your head. I then GRIND my cock into your face letting some of the precum on it get on your forehead, your nose, maybe run into your eye. I don't care, I then go to shove my cock in your mouth.

Gary:
Your precum covering my face just missing my eye. Arms pinned down. Then I get what I want a while back: your cock in my mouth pushed to the back of my throat. As you slam it in I start to choke and gag on your cock. Now in the hazel of this skull fucking my tongue darts on to your cum tube. Adding more pressure onto. I'm trying to force a load out of you now. The referee and crowd see this turning into a rough cum filled sex fight.

Madison Jones:
The Bourbon Club is getting a real treat tonight. Shining Babyface Madison Jones doing things you wouldn't normally expect of him. I thrust into the back of your throat, skull fucking you hard, my blue grey eyes locked with yours seeing how you secretly... more maybe even obviously love this. I thrust fast and faster now, the crowd starting to cheer for me, to call for it, to make you swallow my fat load, a filling of humble pie. "Fuck... oh fuck..." Starting to lose myself to the action, full 8 inches ramming back into your throat. I face fuck the shit out of you.

Gary:
Our eyes lock in pure animal lust. I getting the best face fucking I have ever had. Taking all 8 inches. I know that I'm pushing you past what you normally do. Feeling you lose yourself in a mouth and throat that can take. My cock is rock again. The pleasure I'm getting from this is unreal. Making me leak hard again. Wanting your load I start working my throat on your cock head to try and force it out of you.

Madison Jones:
I thrust and thrust, the Bourbon Pub making more noise than any other establishment this weekend in the heart of New Orleans. One final thrust to the back of your throat, my hard cock resting on your tongue, slit aimed right at your Uvula... that dangly thing at the back, I cum. Shot after shot of my seed shoot forth into you, coating your mouth, your tongue, everything. I MOAN when it happens, ease my back up, arching, the lights of the Bourbon Pup reflecting off my folds now covered with a layer of sweat. I pump... and pump... and pump.... 3... 4... 5........ Deep moan..... 6.... LOUDER...... 7..... "OH FUCK YEAH!" ..... 8 .... Shudder...... 9......... Clenching....... 10.... shots of cum filling your mouth. As usual in my past matches if you bother to look, a load so thick and full it is as though I haven't shot in days.

Gary:
Every pump of cum into me I try to swallow it. thinking when bid this man last cum these are hugs. Struggling to take them, they leak out of my mouth. As you hold me down over me I feel your sweat dripping onto me. As I take the tenth load in me. my body is still under your control. ready to take more of this hot man. I want to see how far he is willing to go tonight in this bar. Hearing guy outside the ring moaning over the action in the ring. I lay there panting like hell

Madison Jones:
As the orgasm washes over me, lust filling, my mind continues to wonder. What do I have to do to live up to this path, to get the popularity that is expected of a Champion? I can sexually dominate people in a ring, fuck them without mercy, and wrestle so with careful, clear, and thought out actions. There is the visual flair that should draw people in, not to mention the very... animated way I do my moves, as seen in this match. The brutality is the part that is missing here tonight, head coming back over yours with eyes reflecting the glimmer of epiphany. "It's time to finish you Gary." I start to rise up, grab your hair, and pull you to standing. You are a dirty fighter, you might try to make a comeback, I get ready to block my groin expecting you will go for a low blow if you still hope to win this match.

Gary:
After the the great face fucking you just gave me shaking my head back to live from my own orgasm. you pull me up by my hairs. I see you protect your groin. You really think that the only thing I can do is go low. As you get me to my feet. Your hand protects your cock and balls. I faint a left punch to your well protected balls as my right fist comes for an uppercut to your jaw, followed by my left coming in for a left hock to your face. Now I'm taking this match more seriously as we have both cummed

Madison Jones:
You are not an idiot, at least I don't think you are. It is because of that credibility that I can see through the feint. Like knights fighting over a bishop, you going for a low blow when I'm clearly guarding makes no sense, so deception is the only thing left to conclude. You swing for my balls, hand defensive, I don't flinch, instead I'm on the lookout. Your right fist moves, I grab your arm while you swing pivoting to the side. You might be planning to hook me in the jaw with your left, when I spin us around back to back, my weight and height again being the bane for you in this match. I then pull you up over my back upside into an Inverted Gory Special, a move made famous by the legend Eddie Guerrero.

Madison Jones:

Gary:
Thinking I had a chance here but you recover faster than I thought. Lifting me up in a move I have not even seen before. My back is bent hard. You’re using your height and weight against me again. Bending my back I scream out in pain hollowed in the air my cock back on display. "You fucker!" I scream out as my eyes start to watering

Madison Jones:
You scream out at me as I put you on display again, in a submission that is both beautiful but dangerous considering what is about to happen. You could have screamed in submission, but instead you waste your breath by calling me a fucker. Oh no, that comes later. The camera captures a tear as I give in, part of me going for fame, for glory, for the brutality that is needed to compete with my apparent… unofficial rivals. "I'm sorry Gary." I fling you forward over my shoulders into the center of the ring doing my single most devastating move... The Reverse Alabama Slam.

Gary:
I am screaming out in pain, my stubbornness being my own downfall. I feel you move us then say sorry. Then I see the ring moving fast as I am thrown from your shoulder onto the apron face first ass up on display as I am not moving just laying as the referee starts his count 1.... 2.... 3.... the bar is silent at this point 4.... 5....

Madison Jones:
I look down at you, your body not moving, clear indication you may be unconscious. Standing there breathing heavy, my sweaty body glistening under the lights of the Bourbon Pup, thoughts racing if this is the person I want to be. This is what Champions do, they break their competition. This is what crowds crave, violence and the cries of the fallen. "Stay Down!" My new offer of mercy to you as my cock twitches while standing there, I then back away a little to rest on the ropes while I take in breath.

Gary:
I am completely out of it as the referee keeps counting. 6.... 7.... 8.... 9.... 10..... just after the ten count I wake up to hear cheers from the whole bar cheering you name as I move to roll myself on to my back. I look at you and smile as I try to figure out what needs attention first. I try to get attention to come over to me

Madison Jones:
As the count approaches 10, there is a unease in the bar, many of these people eager to see me fuck you, even if you are completely unconscious and broken. Is that another thing expected of a Champion? With the count of 10, the match is over, the bell rings, and everyone knows what comes next. I start to move towards you getting ready to do what is expected of me, to fuck you while you might be broken, maybe in need of medical care, an act nothing short of rape. There is relief when you start to come to... I do not have to be that monster… today. I come to you and kneel down next to you, hand comes to the side of your face, the kind man you saw in the back before the match finally returning. "You ok?"

Gary:
"Aye I am good man. By the way, did I hear you sorry before?" laying there rubbing my guts and back. looking into you now sweet kinds eye again

Madison Jones:
I take a moment to respond, "No." I then grab your shoulders and flip you on your front, the crowd starting to get excited again. I pull you up to your hands and knees to the other position that every high school wrestler knows, the Referee's Position.

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Madison Jones:
Mounting my cock inside of you, the only lube being my sweat, cum, and your saliva from earlier, I press into you inch after inch. My head comes up alongside yours and I speak some more a whisper. "Hammerlocks, or Full Nelson?"

Gary:
I moan as you start to push into me with very very little lube making me moan louder. I whisper "I know what I heard champ. Remember you gave the chance twice to end this. I never took them. So don't feel sorry. I lost but I have had fun. Surprise me." I wink at you smiling as you go deeper into me.

Madison Jones:
Full 8 inches into you, there is a moment of hesitation, the crowd cheering to see how I fuck you. I close my eyes and whisper. "Wrestling is supposed to be fun." I then slide my hands up under your arms, right then left, clasp them on your smaller frame. This is what people want, this is the violence they crave, the sex they desire... both of which you Gary desire. I lock you into my old abandoned finisher, the one I inherited from my father. I lock you into, the Full Sex Nelson.

Holding you there again on display, your Scottish sausage swaying back and forth, I fuck you now. Each thrust into your prostate, I hold you like this with every camera recording, my social media feeds buzzing about using this move so openly.

Gary:
My face Surprised that you went with this move as I have seen what it has done to you in past matches. But fuck do you feel good as my Scottish sausage bouncing "Mad just enjoy yourself you have earned" I whisper to hoping you can hear me. At this point I'm trying to make sure you have fun too but I know this is hard for you. But we fought hard and showed the crowd that you are no layover.

Madison Jones:
I am lost in the action, perhaps lost in a memory of trauma might be more accurate. I thrust into you over and and over, deep and hard, each one right into your prostate. I fuck you like an animal almost. Thrust after thrust, many of them as I blew my load earlier. After 10... 15.... 20.... 23 humps, I give out a long deep moan. "Oh Fuck." Eyes wide. I Cum. It's not as impressive as before, but still a lot, a total of 6 more ropes having built up since I erupted in your mouth, a pulsing only you can count. I drop my right hand and nuzzle the side of your face with deep breaths. "One more milking buddy coming up."

Gary:
Feeling you fill my ass is so good to feel final haven a real man take me it's been so long . that when you tell me one more milking. I smile as I nuzzle into something I did not expect from you. I lay my head on yours just enjoying the closeness of you on me. As you grab my cock and start wanking it. Whisper into your ear "I am yours man " I do not feel humiliated by you as you play with me as I feel like I put up a good from a guy that is bigger than me.

Madison Jones:
Grabbing your cock, I do stroke it, but only twice to make sure it is nice and hard. I pull out of you, drop you to your back, and plan to surprise you and everyone else now. Reach down and pull you upside down, chest to chest, in what looks to be a setup for a piledriver, I nuzzle your cock as I lift you, sweaty, and carry you to a corner. I set you up there in a Tree of Woe.

Dropping to my knees, I shove my cock in your mouth so you can clean it while taking your own into mine. I start to suck you off wanting the spoils of this match, the final action of this Champion in the making asserting his dominance over the fallen.

Gary:
You tuck twice making sure I'm hard pulling out of me with a pop. Dropped on my back then pull me up into what feels like you are not done with my head. Gasp of shock and surprise coming from around the ring. Then you put in a tree of woe. You don't need to say anything to me as I take your cue and start licking and sucking you clean. Then I feel the warmth of your breath on my cock as you put it in your mouth. I moan on your cock as you show me who is in charge now. My cock starts pulsing as you deepthroat my cock the pleasure of sucking me as I clean your cock smelling how much of a man you are from your balls is overwhelming for me.

Madison Jones:
Bobbing more and more on your cock, I enjoy it, savor it, the taste of your previous load still there. Circle my hand around your ass and shove the same middle finger in from earlier starting to finger bang you, each poke into your prostate. I continue to suck ready to extract your final load, the crowd of the Bourbon Pub cheering nonstop.

Gary:
The cheers from the bar are loud and massive. Then I feel that magic finger back in me lube up by you spunk in my hole hitting my prostate again. Forcing a rough moan on your cock as I start to fire off what has to be an even bigger load in your throat. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 massive shots fired into fast and deep. I hang there panting on your cock.

Madison Jones:
I drain you completely, swallowing the whole thing, fingers coming to massage your sack, your balls. Once I've had my meal, lips come off your cock as I pull my finger from your ass and FLEX that bicep holding your balls tight, a little discomfort, all while my cock is still in your mouth. Truly a picture of Conquest for the crowd to take, and the SECW to use later when needed.

Finally I lift you up again, sling you over my shoulder, slapping your ass for the crowd one last time as some cum leaks out of it. I take you to the back while the crowd starts to disperse.

Published: 2022-07-04, viewed 98 times.