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. - Aztec Warrior - Age 21, 6’0”, 200 lbs, 8’ Uncut Cock

Madison Jones:
With late summer comes all the fun of outdoor events in the hot environment. As a part of the SECW Country Roads tour, the next match is in Johnson City Tennessee, at a beer-drinking festival. That means horny guys around ready to watch Aztec Warrior and myself wrestle around outdoors in a ring in a loser gets fucked match. I've had a few talks with Aztec before and saw a couple of matches, he is both hot and strong. As I'm getting dressed in my blue trunks in the tent, I noticed him around.

"Hey, happy to see you." I give a friendly wave while pulling my trunk up, you can get a good view of my manhood in the process, I then start to lace up my blue boots. "Hoping to have fun out there, nothing too serious. Wrestling is supposed to be fun, right?"

Aztec Warrior:
This is my first match on the tour, I did some asking around and Madison is the guy everyone recommends. So I reached out and we made some plans. My stomach is full of butterflies now that the day is here. I see the hunk getting changed out of the corner of my eyes, as I pull off my shirt and slide off my jeans. Standing in a white thong as I hear your voice. I step towards you. “Yeah… thanks for agreeing to be my first match in the fed. I really do owe you one.” I say as I adjust my bulge, giving you a good look. “Let’s go out there and have fun. “ I say as I slide the white thong off and set it down on the bench next to you. Slowly pulling up my white speedo. I turn back.. to lace on my boots.

Madison Jones:
I give you a warm smile back as you start to undress, no awkwardness about that stuff in the locker room... or in my case, the ring. The event coordinator comes in blushing as she sees us in a state of undress, and tells us that I'm heading out first. Having just finished lacing up my boots, I rise looking you in the eyes. "Good luck out there." Then I head out.

Aztec Warrior:
“You too..” I yell back at you as you leave the locker room. I finish lacing up my boots, I flex in front of the mirror. I adjust my bulge just right as the coordinator comes back in and says I’m up. I follow her out of the locker room.

Announcer:
"Ladies and Gentleman, we have a special event put on by the South East Championship Wrestling Federation! The following is a single fall, loser gets fucked match! The first competitor, making his way to the ring for 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 Music

Madison Jones:
I make my way out to the ring as the band plays the song Moondance by Nightwish. It's a bright sunny day, so my body shines with the sunblock, the crowd cheering and applauding as I make my way down the carpet to the ring they have set up. I slide into the ring and climb a turnbuckle, raising both hands for the crowd to see while they take pictures with their cellphones. Warm smile as I drop down and relax in my corner waiting for Aztec Warrior to come out and play.

Announcer:
“And now for his competitor.. hailing all the way from the beaches of Mexico and making his SECWF debut. Standing at 6’0” and weighing in at 200lbs… the Aztec warrior.”

Aztec Warrior:
I step out from backstage, the sun glistening off my muscular smooth body. The crowd is cheering for the newbie, I high-five a few on the way to the ring. My entrance music plays over the loudspeaker. The sun blaring down on us as I step into the ring. I wink at Madison, then climb to the top turnbuckle. Flexing and showing off my muscles as the crowd cheers. The smell of beer and sweat is already filling the area as most of these men have been drinking all day.

Madison Jones:
As a guy who works in a barroom, the smell of beer is nothing new to me. The ref calls us center of the ring and starts going over the rules, the usual, clean fight, and all that. While he is talking I hold out my hand for a shake.

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Aztec Warrior:
The ref is going over the rules, but I can’t help but eye your body. It’s fucking incredible, that hairy chest is already driving me wild. No, I have to focus. My cock already hardening in my white speedo. I reach out and shake your hand. “Good luck my friend.”

Madison Jones:
I cannot help but notice your tenting speedo. Smiles as I shake, the crowd gives a round of applause for the sportsmanship except for a few drunk guys who are clearly here for the sex. In any case, the Ref finishes, I back up a little and the bell rings. DING DING! I bring up my hands and look you in the eyes, and try to lock up with the Collar and Elbow.

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Aztec Warrior:
We lock eyes as the heel rings, my smile slowly fading. We tie up, our bodies flexing and grinding as we try and overpower the other. Both are fairly matched, as neither one of us has a huge height or weight advantage. I growl in your ear, as I pull back and try to slam my knee into those furry abs of yours.

Madison Jones:
Oh yes, I have some furry abs alright, and I notice your eyes shifting over them...

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Anyhow, with the Collar and Elbow going, neither of us having the best advantage, the struggle feeling so damn good in a way only wrestlers really understand. Neither of us is going anywhere, so you break up this little dance. Getting in the first strike with a knee to my gut, I can't avoid it in the grapple, but I can flex my abs as I see it coming. I GROWL from this hit, not happy, then I shift my hands to your side, take hold of your right arm, and then try to flip you over my shoulder with an Arm Drag. If it works, I hold you there and work the right arm some while also putting your chest on display.

Aztec Warrior:
I slam my knee into your abs. Growling in frustration as that didn’t have the intended effect. I was about to throw a euro uppercut into your jaw when you grab my arm, arm dragging me over your body. Completely caught off guard by your move. I slam down onto the canvas. Stunned for a moment as you lock onto my arm. I bring my knee up, aiming it at your forehead as I try to escape.

Madison Jones:
The knee to my gut did leave a red mark, but with both us both fresh and the ability to clench up, those bricks have a ways to go before they are broken down. As for holding you like this, the crowd is loving it, the sunlight showing off both our bodies well with the technical display. You're basically a cruiserweight despite being labeled as a heavyweight, flexible like me, so it's no surprise you can get your knee up smacking it right into my head. I let out a cry as the blow knocks me away breaking up the grapple, my left hand coming up to the side of my head while I lay there. I can't let you take full control yet, I bring my knees to my chest and Kip-Up to standing.

Burning energy to get up quickly, I watch you carefully, hands coming up defensive. I get ready to counter some incoming strikes if you throw them.

Aztec Warrior:
I quickly force myself up to my feet. Eyes wide as I watch you kip up. Fuck… I wanna train with you. No.. focus. I shake off that feeling of admiration. We begin to circle again. Eyes locked on each other. The crowd cheers as they watch the two predators looking for an opening. I go in for another tie-up. But this time I faint, shooting you your legs instead.

Madison Jones:
Up and circling, I can help but to let a smile show through as you seemed impressed by the kip-up... it's probably my favorite trick, and if you are lucky, you will see it when I'm naked and dripping with sweat later. As for now, I accept your offer for a lock coming in, only for you to attack my leg revealing your deception. I growl again but make note that you do engage in those tactics, me backing away feeling my leg from the hit. I then cock up to my side on one leg, striking a pose reminiscent of a Taekwondo poster with me standing on the unharmed leg. I swing the other high aiming at your head, expecting that if you block, you will have to take the hit to your shoulder I was working on earlier in the arm drag. I perform a Bakkat Chagi - Outer Crescent Kick.

Aztec Warrior:
I’m holding onto your leg as you try to back away. Your other leg gears up for an attack. Fuck this guy is into karate as well, fuck. I groan. I know I have two options, the head of the shoulder. And it just so happens to be my injured shoulder, this guy is smart. I grit my teeth as your kick impacts my shoulder hard, I wince. I need to take control. I shove my arm between your legs and slowly lift you off the canvas, then I try to slam you back down in a powerbomb…

Madison Jones:
Leg impacts your shoulder, and I grin as I fall to the canvas, as I see it click in your head what I set you up for there. I'm in the middle of getting ready to kip up again when you come at me and shove your arm between my thighs, the crowd suddenly cheering. You then LIFT me onto your shoulder in the classic Power Bomb position, eyes going wide at your feat of strength. Clearly, I need to work on that shoulder more... but for now, I start elbowing the side of your head rapidly trying to break off the power move before it lands. I Elbow once... twice... go for a third right upside your head if I can.

Aztec Warrior:
I smirk as I get you right where I want you. Your legs are on either side of my head. The scent of your.. manhood fills my nose. Fuck your scent is powerful and intoxicating. I groan against your bulge, I can’t feel your cock throb against my handsome face. Your fist begins to rain down, fuck they hurt, growling as you control for the moment. After the second punch, I powerslam you into the canvas.

Madison Jones:
You can indeed feel my hardening cock pressing against your face. After the second hit, you powerbomb me down to the canvas as I let out a loud grunt, the crowd cheering the early power move in the match as I lay there under your arching my back feeling it with my left hand. It is the first blow to my back... I can manage for now. I roll away on my side two rotations afraid of the follow-up, then rise to my knees, hands up front looking to counter a grapple if you try one.

Aztec Warrior:
Panting as I force myself back to my feet. I see you rolling away, stunned as you raise your hands in defense. I smirk as I reach down and grab you by the hair. Dragging you up to your feet. Dragging that handsome face against my bulge before I try and Irish whip you flavored the ring.

Madison Jones:
You come to me and do exactly what I prepared for, you try to grab me. Grabbing hold of my hair, I growl looking up at you as you pull me to my feet, my face feeling your hardening cock against it. Arms wrap around your waist as I get to standing, us looking eye to eye, I lift you, then slam you down under as I counter your grapple with a Spinebuster.

Aztec Warrior:
I try to whip you but it’s too late you’re already locked around me. I struggle and squirm, our eyes lock then bam. You slam me down in a spine buster. I cry out in pain. Holding my lower back as I writhe on the canvas.

Madison Jones:
I'm laying on top of you, my abs pressed against your white speedo bulge, us looking in the eyes almost like overs. I can't help myself, you are young and handsome... I lean my head forward and nuzzle your face while my fingers are coming to the waistband of your speedo. Gripping hold of them, I then try to rise and pull them off your legs so your body is completely exposed to the crowd.

Aztec Warrior:
I’m writhing on the canvas in pain when I feel you lay against me. “What the..” I look down and see that look in your eye. Fuck that isn’t good. Next thing I know I’m naked in the ring. “Think I care… I’m practically naked all the time.” I grab you by the hair and force your face into my sweaty cock and balls. Wrapping my thighs around your head for a naked head scissor.

Madison Jones:
The crowd is cheering as I strip you, this group of drunken men and women really getting into it, even more so for what you do next. Grabbing my hair, I growl as you force my head against your cock. I don't mind having my face against your 8 incher, that's not the problem, I don't like you forcing me and pulling my hair to make it happen. You then wrap your thighs around my head locking in your leg scissors. I have to act fast before you try to knock me out, fortunately with you having one hand on my hair, I have the means and position to do this.

I was in a kneeling position when stripping you, your legs up, ass in the air. One hand comes up and coils around your cock, pulling your foreskin back with my thumb rubbing your sensitive cockhead the same way I rub my own. I do this as the crowd cheers me hoping it will loosen your legs and maybe get your hand off my hair. My right hand comes behind your lower back. After a few seconds of stroking you, my hand comes off your cock behind your back, then I grunt, and start to lift you off the canvas using my core muscles. 200 lbs is doable for me, even in this heat, and so I lift 2... 3... 3.5 feet.... and then slam your back into the canvas trying to break the scissor.

Aztec Warrior:
Giving you a face full of my musk, most guys would be stunned or dazed in ecstasy. But you’re a pro through and through. Already planning and plotting your escape. Your hand wraps around my cock and you begin to tease the helmet. I throw my head back and moan, my toes curling. The crowd is losing their mind at the sight. Then you show off your true power and strength by lifting me and slamming me down. I hold on for dear life as I impact the canvas hard. Ughhhh…. My hand stays in your hair. I loosen my legs for a moment upon impact, then snap them shut on your head as hard as I can manage.

Madison Jones:
The force of impact didn't have as strong of an effect as I had hoped, but the momentary loosening lets me get in a breath or two, my face starting to turn red. Hand coils around your cock again pinky to index and starts to stroke you, the erotic attack seeming more effective, and the crowd whistling as I do. I give you some good long strokes now, fingers lingering over your v spot... the frenulum, me feeling for when your body eases from the coming orgasm. I pay attention to your legs, and the moment I feel them start to ease, bring my knee back and RAM it into your back, all while abandoning your hard cock, and forcing your legs open so I can pull away gasping for some air.

Aztec Warrior:
Fuck your hand is back on my cock. You expertly know how to work my uncut cock. I hold out, trying to fight through it but eventually I throw my head back and moan in ecstasy. My legs open for a moment, you slam your knee into my back and pry my legs open. I cry out in pain as you gasp for air. Your handsome face is slathered in my musk and sweat. I roll away from you, slowly getting to my feet.

Madison Jones:
I push myself up to standing now breathing heavily, looking fantastic as I do while getting some applause from the crowd as though this was some fancy event that didn't end with one of us getting fucked. I stand there with my blue trunk tenting so hard, my own 8-incher hidden away but fully erect.

You rise and I want to act fast, but I'm still taking in a breath. Hands coming up defensive, I move towards you and force a collar and elbow lockup, then try to ram my knee into your gut to help bring you under control again.

Aztec Warrior:
I get to my feet, the crowd cheering as they take in my naked body. My body glistens and drips with sweat. I growl as we turn to face each other and tie up. Our bodies are grinding, flexing, and straining. Both of us are still trying to overpower the other. I see your knee coming, I flex my abs to absorb most of the impact. I gasp, fuck I must be more worn out than I thought as your knee rocks me hard. “My turn,” I whisper. I faint a knee to your abs, grabbing your arm and hoping to hip toss you to the canvas below us.

Madison Jones:
Back his the canvas, I let out a grunt as you toss me, then I roll away on my side two rotations, someplace between the center of the ring and the ropes. I bring my knees to my chest and kip up again, burning some more energy to get up quickly, this time my sweaty body gleaming in the sunlight getting whistles and cheers from the crowd. I shake my head with some droplets of sweat coming off, hands coming up front defensive as I start to circle. "I can't wait to fuck you." I smile like I'm having so much fun... which is true. The taunt given, I give you a gesture for your naked body to come to join me as I back away, hands getting ready to counter a charge if you do one.

Aztec Warrior:
That damn kip up isn’t less impressive. My cock is rock hard in the sun. I watch you wipe the sweat away, your speedo tenting. I smirk as you taunt me, I walk forward, your hands up. I slide my hand behind your neck. “I have been dying to do this.” I pull you into me as I kiss you deeply and passionately. The crowd hoots and hollers as our sweaty bodies begin grinding against each other. My hands slide down my incredible body to your speedo and peel it off you.

Madison Jones:
You come towards me with your hands raised, not surprising given that we are in a match. Eyes locking with yours, looking for signs of deception, my planned counter falling to the wayside. Moving in to embrace me in a kiss hands behind my head, my defensive nature shows, you can feel me wanting to retaliate and yet, I feel dropped into the passionate kiss. I return it as you begin to peel off my trunks and let them slip down to my ankles, the crowd indeed cheering at the passionate display... until one drunk man reminds us of what we are here for. He yells "FIGHT!", with an obnoxious slur, and he is right... I reach for your shoulder and your asscheek, and then try to throw your shoulder first into the corner post.

Aztec Warrior:
It’s almost like the world fades away, the kiss deepening. Suddenly we are jolted back to real life by the loud SOB in the front row, I glare at him. As you grab my ass and my shoulder. I cry out in pain as you slam my shoulder into the steel post. I collapse to the canvas. I writhe in pain, rolling out of the ring, landing on the hot concrete in a heap.

Madison Jones:
Your shoulder connects with the steel post and the crowd winces, that one asshole cheering for sure.

I wince as well, watching you crumple, us just having been in the middle of a passionate kiss. I hate myself. You can see the echo in my face as you collapse and then roll yourself out of the ring. "Fuck..." I then step out of my blue trunks and kick them over the side of the apron, them landing someplace near you. I return to the center of the ring not interested in chasing you out of the ring, standing there center with my cock on display now.

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I'm uncut, my foreskin stays up even when fully erect which I am. The crowd takes in the sight, the Ref stays focused on doing his job. With you out of the ring, he starts counting. "One... Two..."

Aztec Warrior:
I grab the edge of the apron and slowly pull myself to my feet. I glare at you, as I slowly climb back into the ring. My own thick uncut Latin cock is on display. I wave you forward… hands up defensively

Madison Jones:
Hands coming up defensive like yours, I shake my head getting the doubt out of my mind, then I inch in watching you. When I get in range, I reach for your uninjured shoulder and try to Irish Whip you across the ring diagonally, the full 28 feet. If it works, I start walking towards you getting ready to monopolize the position.

Aztec Warrior:
We aporia have each other Slowly, both of us circling like predators eyeing their prey. You lunge grabbing my injured arm and whipping me. I groan as I force my hand to grip yours and reverse it. I whip you hard and fast as I can manage, aiming you at the turnbuckles.

Madison Jones:
Reversing the Irish Whip, I go running towards the corner, me spinning mid run so my back hits the buckle. I let out a LOUD grunt, arms over the ropes, me practically hanging there. This drunk crowd lets out a big "OOOOoooooo" At the display, in part because I look fucking hot with my rock hard dick sticking out. This is all a ploy though... if you come running at me with a charge, I'm ready to slam booth feet into you when you get here.

Aztec Warrior:
I smirk as you hit the turnbuckle hard, you do look fucking sexy leaning into the corner. Your hairy body dripping with sweat hard cock jutting straight out. I charge you.

Madison Jones:
And as you do, my plans work, my eyes snap open with a grin as my hands grip the top rope. Ab muscles clench up, I raise my feet and SLAM my boots into the side of your head reversing all that momentum you were generating back into you, and knocking you back into the center of the ring on your back. The crowd cheers at the major reversal, the ring shaking some from the sheer amount of force, and I rise out of the corner coming your way. I'm not sure if you are dazed or even stunned, but I go to grab your ankles trying to get them under my armpits as I try to set you up for my next power move.

Aztec Warrior:
As I’m making my move your boots slam into the side of my head. The impact stopped me cold. I collapse to the canvas. You grab my boots and tuck them under your arms. Dazed I struggle and squirm trying to resist whatever you have planned for me…

Madison Jones:
Struggling, dazed, I look down at your handsome naked body with a smile starting to show. I then start to pivot on my heels in a circle, the act starting to slide you around on the canvas. I continue to do this building up speed as it lifts you off the canvas, some members of the drunken audience trying to follow the spinning with their eyes and getting dizzy themselves. After 6.. 7... 8.... rotations, I release your legs and send you flying towards a turnbuckle, your heavy 200 lbs weight causing you to land just shy of it. I execute a Giant's Swing more recently made famous by Cesaro as The King of Swing.

Aztec Warrior:
Struggling as you grab my ankles. Fuck this isn’t good. Then you lift me off the canvas and begin to spin. Faster and faster. The crowd counts with each rotation. I close my eyes trying not to vomit. Then you release, I hit the canvas hard, the built up momentum forcing me to roll out of the ring. I land on the concrete with a heavy thud.

Madison Jones:
As you roll out of the ring, some of the drunken idiots here are whistling at you as you lay there. I however am in the center of the ring, hands on my knees, panting, myself a bit dizzy from the famous move. With you outside of the ring, the Ref begins his count. "One! Two!" I rise and flex for the crowd while you are recovering.

Aztec Warrior:
The ref counts as I lay there naked and sweaty. The crowd grabs at my body. I slowly force myself up to my feet. I grab a beer from a nearby patron and chug it back. The crowd erupts with cheers, I grab another beer and climb up into the apron. Seeing you flexing, I throw the beer in your face. Hoping to stall you just enough for me to turn the tables of this match.

Madison Jones:
I can't help but smile while you chug the beer. You start to come back into the ring with another one, me thinking that this has been a lot of fun, my little motto ringing true again. That changes when you throw the cup at my face, the beer getting on my body as I bare manage to duck under it. You see it then, a flash from my eyes of a person that's not happy, within a couple of seconds a shift of personality from a fun-loving guy to one who is angry at the inclusion of a foreign object in the match. I shake my head, rise back up falling into a lower stance, and hand gesture you towards me. "Are we going to dance or play darts?" I get ready to counter you if you throw some strikes at me.

Aztec Warrior:
I smirk as I drink up the last of the bear and toss the plastic cup down. Couldn’t hurt to try. I smirk as I step back through the ropes. I lean back… “I have never been very good at darts.” I chuckle as I look at the serious look on your face. I see your hands up in the defensive stance. I throw a right hook at you, but it’s a feint. As soon as you go to block, I shoot down between your legs. While on my knee, I hug your leg and hopefully lift you off the canvas to slam you down...

Madison Jones:
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. This is your third feint in this match and I'm not falling for it again. My arms are clearly ready to grab your arm as you shoot it towards me, a mistake so obvious that beer must have gone straight to your brain for you to make it unless you were purposely wanting me to counter. So no, I don't block as you shoot down and grab my legs. You drop down to your knees and reach down to grab it, my arm slides around your neck. When you pull my leg, I fall backward aiming to land a DDT with us in the center of the ring. If it works, I go for an immediate cover chest to chest, hooking your leg.

Aztec Warrior:
Caught off guard as you seem to be one step ahead of me. I grab your leg and lift, my eyes wide as your arm wraps around my neck and pulls me into you. No no no… not good. My head slams into the canvas with your brutal DDT.

Madison Jones:
Hooking your legs for the pin as I said, the Ref starts his count. "One!"

Aztec Warrior:
My head is spinning. Your naked body is smothering mine… ughhhh…

Madison Jones:
Leg hooked tight, the crowd counting along with a drunken slur. The hand comes down again, "Two!"

Aztec Warrior:
My head is dazed. My body bruised. Naked and drenched in sweat. I try to struggle but my tank is empty… I weakly kick against your pin…

Madison Jones:
A weak kick isn't enough, you fail to muster the drive needed to continue and so the hand comes down again. "Three!" The crowd cheers and the bell right, me rising off you as the Ref raises my hand in victory. I then drop to my knees and start to check you over before we move on to what everyone knows is coming next, a few of the guys being brazen enough to pull out their dicks getting ready to jerk off to it.

Aztec Warrior:
I lay there. Chest raising and falling as you check me over. “Fuck… can’t believe I lost. You’re awesome Madison.” I place my hand on your pecs…

Madison Jones:
Hand on my chest, I smile while you give a compliment. "You're not bad either. Pain's over, time for pleasure." You don't seem to have anything serious, and so next I slide down alongside you, trapping one arm under my ribs, the other pulling your right arm behind your neck holding it by the wrist. I then wrap my legs around your left thigh locking you down, my hand coming down to your uncut cock and making sure the foreskin is down. I put you in the position I've so lovingly come to call, the Maddy Touch.

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Aztec Warrior:
Eyes locked with yours as you speak. My body is bruised and beaten but nothing too serious. Taken into your hold. I moan as your hand takes my uncut cock, pulling my foreskin down to expose my glistening helmet. Already dripping precum like a faucet.

Madison Jones:
Thumb pressed to your cockhead, the wetness there lubricating the action, I start to move it in a circle around your slit, fingers starting to slide up and down your sweaty shaft. I lean my head forward to yours forehead to forehead while I keep you restrained, with no intention of dragging this out, listening to your every sound. The crowd is cheering for the action, the Ref taking a seat to watch himself. I pump your cock while stimulating your head watching your eyes for the exact moment you go over the edge.

Aztec Warrior:
We should wrestle something pinned under you; your hand wrapped around my dock working it like an expert. I can’t help but bite my lip trying to keep from moaning but it’s useless. I moan and I moan loud. “Madisooonnnnnn….. ohhhgawweddd.”

Madison Jones:
I continue to pump your cock, fingers coiled with me rubbing my thumb around on your cockhead. "Come on buddy, give it up. Give me that load then I'll finish you off nice and smooth." I thrust my hips with that indicating what comes after you finally cumming.

Aztec Warrior:
My body dripping sweat in this southern heat. Panting as your hand expertly works my throbbing manhood. I hear your words and feel your humping. I bite my lip. Locking eyes with you. I kiss you deeply and passionately. However, my cock has other plans as it erupts wildly. Rope after rope spraying and splattering all over my sweaty muscles…

Madison Jones:
As you lean up for a kiss, I am eager to reciprocate, my hand pumping your cock more and more as we do. You start to erupt as I milk you, the crowd cheering with many of the drunken fools jerking themselves openly to the display.

I continue to work your cock while we kiss, me now in control of your airway, fingers sliding up and down your cock still with some of your cum further lubricating the action. Once you are drained, I release your cock and look into your eyes with a hunger inside of them. "I'm going to fuck you now."

Aztec Warrior:
My eyes locked with yours. Panting as I try to catch my breath. It feels like it is just you and I here, I don’t even notice the crowd anymore. “Please… please Madison… fuck me.” I whisper.

Madison Jones:
A simple nod is all I give as I rise over your defeated body. I come around to your legs now and go to lift them over my shoulders, my hard cock dripping with precum at this point. Pulling back my foreskin, I press my tip to your ass, hands pulling your cheeks apart as it comes to your hole. I keep looking you in the eyes, a lustful desire locked in them. Reach for your hands, I take hold of them, and then I thrust into you as I start to fuck you.

Aztec Warrior:
My eyes locked on yours. My hands holding yours tightly. Without a word, you push your way into my chute. I throw my head back and moan in ecstasy as your cock stretches my hole. Whimpering as you begin to fuck me.

Madison Jones:
Pressing in inch after inch, I'm slow and considerate until my full 8 inches are inside of you. I can see the whimper, but I'm sure you can take it, and I'm generally considerate of the fallen. I slide my cock back and forth inside of you, never pulling out like a knife, and letting you enjoy every thrust of my cock into your prostate. "Oh fuck..." After about 10 thrusts I speed up, getting deeper and a little harder as I lose myself to the passion, eyes locked with yours the whole time so you can see the intensity in them as I fuck you.

Aztec Warrior:
Eyes locked on yours the whole time. Moaning as you begin to fuck me faster and deeper. I can’t help it, my eyes roll into the back of my head as my toes curl in my boots. “Ohhhhh fuckkk… Madison.”

Madison Jones:
Your right leg slides down my shoulder now as I release your hands, me crouching up more over you now staring down into your face. I thrust more, and again, and again, one final plunge into you as it happens... I start to cum.

Shot after shot erupts into you, each one large and full, me moaning as the action happens. 3.. 4... 5...... Deep Moan.... 6........ Thrusting again.... 7..... "Oh Fuck"..... 8...... Clenching....... 9.... total ropes fill you up and start to leak out of you. A load so thick and full, it is as though I haven't shot for days. I lean in for another kiss.

Aztec Warrior:
I slide my hands up your arms and pull you in for a deep and passionate kiss. Moaning as I feel your cum leaking out of me.

Madison Jones:
The crowd continues to cheer over the passionate display. As the rising star of SECW, I'm known for my diligent fighting, but also my passionate fucking afterward. Today is another example of that and why I am likely going to be the first champion here. For now, I'm little more than a lover, a guy caught in the throes of love and fucking in the ring. I pull out of you and rise, sweat dripping from my body, and then extend a hand. "Let's go get cleaned up."

Aztec Warrior:
I take your hand. Slowly getting to my feet and we head back to the locker room.

Published: 2022-08-31, viewed 216 times.