School for Jobbers

Boss’ Office

16:10 Kid_Leopard: after a long day of shooting, I am up in my office, doing some editing work. Got a couple of empty slots for tomorrow. A few wrestlers are leaving tonight, and a couple are coming in. Price is one of the new kids who's staying for both days. I liked what I saw.
I get Jonny to fetch him from the hang they're doing in the living room. Want to talk to him. I got some ideas for him tomorrow.
On my computer, the video of Will vs Price is playing, and Price has Will screaming in a spladle, ass wide open.

16:12 Price: I come up into the office, shake your hand firmly and ask, so I hear you have some ideas. But just so you know. I cleared my schedule and I’m happy to stay through the week..”

16:14 Kid_Leopard: "Yeah. I like what I saw in the attic today. You know, I wasn't so sure before. Lots of heels wannabe these days. But, I am convinced." Your "CV" is printed and I am flipping through it and some of our email exchanges. "So you were a highschool wrestler..."
"you know a hold or two..."
"and more importantly..." I turn the laptop around so you can see the footage of you humiliating the fuck out of the "Willful Jobber" in a splade, "you know how to handle my newest find. Is that right, Price?"

16:18 Price: I know everything we need to know to make this work. I wrestled on the college level. Trained in mma and have a degree in marketing. Plus being a jerk is in my DNA. It’s authentic

16:20 Kid_Leopard: I laugh when you mention marketing. "Marketing? how does that help you in the ring." but thinking twice, maybe you are onto something. "Marketing you say. Market me this. Will was talking to me earlier and he said he wanted another shot at you. I said no to that at first, but then...what the hell. He is all fired up. It's cute. But the thing is, as you know, he is not very good. I need someone who knows how to work him... er.. I mean work with him. That boi thinks he can fight you see."

16:23 Price: “Honestly I don’t know what else I could do to that jobber boy that I have t done already….. “. My eyes drift up. I get grin on my face. '' But here’s an idea. You’ve done a lot of sb bashing matches. What about this focused on our legs. I love showing off my quads. And his legs are nice and hairy. Why not a match where we work each other’s legs until one can’t stand. Then it just a massive mat beat down…We can call it “nowhere to run”.

16:33 Kid_Leopard: Huge grin on my face. "Nowhere to Run huh. Well I don’t like to match the same guys twice, let alone three times…" I open another browser, showing you a cam in the living room where the other wrestlers are. You see Will boy there, sitting next to someone but mostly by himself, rubbing his sore body from the match you two had earlier.
"But I am going out on a limb here. I like your proposal."

16:36 Price: “That’s not going out on a limb. That’s a smart business decision.” I nod. “And what do I get in return?”

16:42 Kid_Leopard: No one makes demands from Kid Leopard. But I like the balls on this guy to even try. I laugh. "if you do a good job, I will give you a bonus. Taken right from Willy boy's paycheque…I don't run a gold mine here. You should know that Price."

16:43 Price: “I know you don’t but I will make you gold mine”

16:45 Kid_Leopard: "And what don’t I make it interesting for you… Say you get Will to submit within 3 mins of the bell, I give you a 200$ bonus.." I write that down on the piece of paper, taking note for the contract that I need to draft for this kid.

16:47 Price: I look you in the eyes. I grab the pen. I initial by the $200 for a 1 minute submission. Next to write $500 for under a minutes

16:49 Kid_Leopard: "under a minute you say?" I question, wondering if you are confident or flat out out of your mind.

16:49 Price: and I then scribble down “Price will pay for full repairs on the gazebo and make upgrades on the wrestling shack.
I look at you. seems fair… for the most part

16:50 Kid_Leopard: "My gazebo does need some repair work after what you did earlier today." I laugh. But it's not 20,000$ worth of repair. Still trying to figure out this kid.

16:52 Kid_Leopard: "I like your confident kid. Frankly, I am intrigued to find out just HOW this kid thinks he can get his opponent to submit in under a minute. So I circle that clause a few times. I look up at you, "This... a submission in under a minute... is not a joke right?"

16:58 Price: “I’m game man. Look, I don’t want to come off like a cocky dick. I’ll focus on this match and then we talk about the future…I don’t joke about my wrestling skills…or my lats” I stand up and flex for you

17:00 Kid_Leopard: Smile and look you in the eyes. This kid is keen and I like that. "Now tell me marketing major, just WHERE do you want this match to take place? and how much time will you need?"

17:02 Price: The wrestle shack. I need very little time. Hell I’d do it right now. But I want chase la chance to personally select my gear and help me in to it

17:04 Kid_Leopard: I like the way this kid thinks. He is eager, he is keen. And he is pumped! offering to fight after 2 matches today. "Well, the sun is setting in a couple of hours. Go talk to Chace downstairs, and tell him that I want him to pick out your gears. Meet me in the wrestle shack in 30 mins. Good?"
I still need to tell Will, but I have no doubt he will want to get his chance for redemption as soon as possible, given how badly his last match ended for him. That he will jump at the chance for the fight today so he can actually sleep tonight.

17:05 Price: Works for me Lepps

17:05 Kid_Leopard: I get up, "now go find Chace. I will get Will and Jonny ready."

17:07 Price: I stand up. Race down the stairs and find Chace. I tell him what going on and he looks are puzzled but gets a kick out of exuberance
I shake my head. “ yep I knew You were a bit sick and making me get into Ty’s old gear. But I’m gonna turn pink into the most powerful color on the planet that just reeks of masculinity.I strip down in front of chase and have him hold the speedo as I step into it

Living Room

17:12 Kid_Canada: I am not gonna lie. My muscles are still sore even though our matches were this morning. Got some ice packs, on my sore muscles. They are feeling much better than before. I was just trying to get ready for my fight tomorrow. A rematch. I wasn't ready this morning. I had just arrived and was called to fight not only 1, but 2 fights. I was recovering on the couch, when Kid Leopard approached me and told me that he has Price ready for me now. He tells me to change into a pair of white trunks he has prepared for me on the table. I look over, they are skimpy but I'm fine with that. And the next thing I know, Jonny is walking out with me, as he leads me to a wooden shack. "Go and warm up inside, I will start filming." I nod, and do as told. Going in, stretching and warming up my sore muscles. Stretching makes it better though. But fuck, I should have taken a shower before, Still feeling the dried sweat all over.

17:13 Kid_Leopard: I got Will ready downstairs. I have already sent Jonny to film him stretching. I like my jobber meat looking all clueless before their demise. I then go and find Price. "Looking good!" eying you up and down. "I have him ready for you..." I give you a big smile, opening the glass door for you, as you can see through the door opening, a white cladded Canadian jobber boy stretching innocently inside the shack, with Jonny filming him closely.
I have the key to the shack. 2 keys, and I give you one as I slide it down your trunks. "Nowhere to Run, is it? that's the title you wanna call it?"
I am gonna lock the door after you enter. The only one who can get out, will be you with the spare key.

14:44 Price: Fresh from Kid Leopard’s living room I heard his request, negotiated a strong package for myself — and Willful— and agreed to yet another match today. I’m not sure why KL is so fascinated by Will and mine wrestling, but he wants a third match… now. I smirked as I asked him to have Chace LaChance select my outfit. When I get into the locker room it’s pretty obvious that Chace isn’t buying into me just yet. He’s found an old Ty Alexander get up, bright pink speedos. White boots and white knee pads. Chace rolls his eyes as I see the gear. “ thanks man” I chuckle; “not what I had in mind but I know I can make pink look like the most masculine color on the planet. “. I strip down, pull on the new stuff and from the look on chace’s face I can tell it’s actually a strong choice. I feel pumped in it and I strut out of the locker room, out of the facility and down to the Wrestle Shack where some amazing action has taken place. I take a look inside and it’s basically like a cathedral of Wrestling cramped into a small wooden box. Yet I feel like I fit right in

14:50 Kid_Canada: After our first matches, it took me some time to recover. I had to rest a little, took a nap, skipped taking a shower while they let you use the shower and stuff. Though luck would have it, we would fight again in so many hours. So the moment you step into the shack you smell a familiar musky scent in the air, as I am down on the mat stretching. I look up, and you can see the determination in my eyes. But as I scan up your body, I can't help but to let out a chuckle. "Nice get up, Price!" I tease you, getting up to my feet, and Jonny already has the camera behind us, shooting the back of me and you in your cute little pink gears. "Glad you agreed to the rematch. You won't be so lucky this time, now that I am ready!" I say as I bounce on my bare feet, staring into your eyes, all determination, all business!

14:57 Price: I flex in my less than macho gear; loving the contrast of my heel attitude crammed into a one size too small obviously jobber-in-mind speedo. But gear doesn’t play into any beat down. It simply an enhancement., while I’d go for a more menacing outfit, I accept what’s been selected. “ yep Willful, pink will likely only make me work harder to prove it’s a power color. “. I roll my neck. Shrug my delts and close the door behind me. Jonny is there with his camera and he starts to roll the second my hand shuts the door. He zooms in. And I grin. “So you think you can put up some fight this time?

14:58 Kid_Canada: Jonny has been informed by KL about the clause of your bonus. You were so cocky that you agreed to getting me screaming for release within the first minute. He didn't tell me though. He likes suspense and a surprised fighter as much as the next guy. "For someone in pink, you sure seem cocky. Let's see how you fare if you can't fight dirty!" I say, as I lower my knees and get to a stance, watching you roll your neck and shrug your delts. The door is closing behind you, and I can already feel the heat in the room. I could feel it the moment I stepped in, but now it's intensifying. A far cry from the cool breeze in the gazebo, or that airy ring room we were fighting in. I lift my arms up, spreading my fingers, challenging you for a lockup, test of strength. If anything, I am here to prove that, I am undoubtedly the stronger one here. "Come on, let's do this!" I say looking into your eyes.

15:05 Price: “Fight dirty?” I chuckle. “ there is never a need for me to fight dirty. You of all jobbers know the depth of skills. “. You offer up a handlock and I can’t refuse. I step in. Plant my feet. Set my legs and extend my arms, lacing my fingers into yours. I press my firm, smooth pecs into yours and exert just a small portion of my power. I feel your nervous breathe on my neck. “ Are you sure you wanna start this way?” I lick your ear. “ power just doesn’t seem to be one of your attributes.

15:08 Kid_Canada: The two of us are in the middle of the shack now. The body heat is palpable as our hands meet. Our smooth pecs pressing against each other, and I flex, trying to push against you. I didn't take into consideration that I had to fight through some of the soreness on my muscles, but I am fighting through it nonetheless. My muscles are bulging up hard. My baretoes digging into the mat. "Fuck..." I muttered out, flexing to the max but feeling your unexpected strength. My muscles start to shake, and you lick my ear, making my body jerk for a moment, "fuck.. you..." I say, gritting my teeth, though you are hardly bulging.

15:13 Price: I see and feel you straining. I allow you to try for a few seconds and then a go full power you. My muscles know how to kick into gear. The delts, pecs and biceps and triceps are the same ones that just cranked out my personal bench press on blsck Friday. I focus my power into you. I back you up a step. Two steps. Three steps. And close to the back wall.

15:17 Kid_Canada: Fuck... I grunt out loud, feeling you flexing those muscles against me. I flex hard, flexing to the max to try and match your raw power, but as good as my muscles look, especially on camera, they are straining, even starting to shake as I can't help but to take a step back. And another. Jonny has to step to the side so that he can capture all this in the shot. And you push hard again, fuck... My back is now against the wooden boards of the shack, my arms pressed to the side. I need to do something. I just need to pull my hands free as I realize that this move has been a mistake. I relax my hands and try to pull my hands free from your tight grip.

15:21 Price: I see your impressive yet inadequate muscles flex and strain. I sense their frustration as I they push through the soreness to try to prove you are worthy to be in this hallow ground of wrestling. I snarl. Then lock my eyes with yours and shove you back into the wall with this pure force. I yank your hands down to your hairy quads and chuckle. “that was too damn easy.” I then knee your chin, release my hands, grab your throat and lift you up into the wall with one hand.

15:26 Kid_Canada: I am sweating all over again, the strain, the raw power as I am trying to outmuscle you. Fuck... I try to pull my hands away but as soon as I loosen my grip, your fingers tighten against my hand. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH My eyes shifting but staring into yours, "fuck... since when did you get this strong..." I groan, feeling your strength possible for the first time today, and you yank my hands down to my quads. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH wrenching my arms, before you knee me hard on my chin. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH my head snapping back, my fingers and wrists aching, and as I double over, your fingers dig into my throat, and you lift me back against the wall. I gasp, reaching up, moaning loud as I feel the pain on my fingers as I try to pry on your grip, I am choking hard, eyes fluttering.

15:30 Price: I stare into your eyes. Tighten my grip on your throat. Then I toss you down to the mat. You roll to your abs to try to push back up but I straddle your body, grab your ankles and arch your legs up to get you in a Boston crab. I lean back into the hold to work your legs and back as I shift into heel mode with more intensity. We are 25 seconds into this match and I go for a quick submission

15:34 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHH my face twisting in pain as I grab on your arm. I choke for a moment, before you toss me down roughly onto the mat. My body almost hitting Jonny, but he stepped away at the last second. UGHHHHHHHHHH I cough and gasp, hand massaging my throat, but you roll me over and grab me by my bare ankles. ARGHHHHHHHHHH sharp pain on my spine and knees, as you bend them hard, and I feel your weight bearing down. the pain on my back intensified, I tried to reach out with my hand only to realize that there were no ropes. UGHHHHHHHHHH fuck, sweating hard now.

15:48 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHHHH I feel my spine compressing, I am being folded onto myself. My bare toes wiggling against your pits. Fuck, you are not holding back, my thick body has never bent this way before, slowly compressing into some kind of C shape. Feel like you are trying to connect my feet to my head. "let go..." I grit my teeth trying to fight the pain.

15:49 Price: I pull back roughly as I work your sore body and taunt you. “ this just feels right for me Willful. I hope u can handle a beat down again. I flex for the camera as I feel your writhing below me

15:52 Kid_Canada: I hear your taunts, trying my best to ignore you, as I am concentrating to fight the pain, but you are not letting up, flexing as you pull my legs backwards, closer towards my head. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I scream out when I feel the shockwaves of pain travelling up my spine. Veins pop on my forehead as I am struggling real hard. "Let go... I give, I give up!?" I start to tap on the mat as I feel you're about to break me in half. I held out for as long as I could, but couldn't help but to submit. Needing to live to fight another day. Or get my revenge with the next falls.

15:55 Price: I feel your body ready to give up already and I don’t let up. I know I’m at around the 40 second mark and I have a bet on the line with Kid Leopard. If I can get you to tap out in under one minute I get a $1000 bonus. So I go for and use my power to manhandle you. I get those magic words Damn near instantly and I nod. Smirk and realize at the 43 seconds mark

15:58 Kid_Canada: Unbeknown to me, Jonny has been keeping track of your bet and time, showing you a timer he has. I am tapping out fast, not wanting you to leave some serious damage as I want to get out of this hold and get back into this match. The sooner the better. "I said I give! let go.. fuck..." I keep telling you to let go, tapping. My muscles are shaking as my back is in some serious pain. UGHHHHHHHHHH in disbelief how this match has started.

23:13 Price: I release the crab and drop your legs as I step on your lower back and flex. “In record time baby. Well under a minute. What do you think about that Willful?”

Fall 1: Price 1, Will 0
Submission via Boston Crab

23:18 Kid_Canada: My back is in some serious pain, as I keep tapping and submitting, before you finally let go of my legs, and they drop heavily onto the mat of the shack. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH sweat bouncing off my feet. Before I could reach back with my hand, your foot presses down on my lower back, UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I moan out loud feeling your weight, as you taunt me, "fuck you.. you got lucky..." I say, body squirming under your foot. Jonny telling you to hold as he pans from my body all the way up your white gears and pink trunks, up to your smiling face, then zooming out to get the both of us in the same frame.

23:22 Price: “It’s never luck when it comes to me.” I flex. “ This body is packed with muscle and skill. No need for luck. Ever.” I growl as I step off you end slowly step back into the center of the shack and stand on the mats. I motion for you to stand up and give you time to get to your feet. “ you really don’t want to give up Willful?”

23:26 Kid_Canada: I feel your boot pressing down on the small of my back, making me moan as if I am to agree with what you said about not needing luck. Before you step off me and get back to the centre. I have one hand on my back as I push to my feet, rubbing on my sore back muscles and get to my feet to face you in the centre of the room. My face is a bit red from not being able to hold out, getting submitted in less than a minute. "Fuck you..." I say, and I try to wrap my arm around your leg to take you down, even though I am a bit slow as I feel the sharp pain on my back as I bend down.

23:30 Price: You go for a single leg takedown down and I sprawl, I then shove you aside and drop down with a double leg takedown. I lift you up and drop you hard to the mats. I quickly slide up your body, wrap your head up in a guillotine with my arm. I pull your head under my pit as I then wrap my ankles around yours to apply a grapevine. My muscled body on top of yours now as I use my thick muscled quads to pull your hairy sinewy legs wide apart. “feeling trapped so soon Willful? I think you may need some of that luck you were talking about.”

23:34 Kid_Canada: I wrap my arms around your leg, but unable to trip you down as you widen your stance, fuck, realizing that I need to think of a follow up, when you shove me aside, making me stagger on my feet before you grab the back of my legs and trip me down hard, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH my back hits the mat, I arch up, when you wrap that thick arm of yours around my head, and your legs around mine and spread them wide. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH my hairy muscles legs wide, my ass stretching, I reach up and pry on your arm as Jonny pans around our tangled bodies. UGHHHHHHHHHHH "fuck..." I say, trying to slide my fingers between your hand and my neck, my back and legs flexing hard, my hammies stretching painfully.

23:37 Price: My arm locks in and I grind you down into the mat as I focus on your legs. I pull those hairy fuckers nice snd wide, feeling the muscles start to twitch. “ how’s the stretch feel Willful jobber boy.” I grunt and power into your sweaty writhing body.
My other hand reaches down and grabs the waistband of your trunks. I pull them up exposing your muscle ass, all stretched out for the camera. “I said, how does the stretch feel!” asking again and smack your ass a few times,

23:40 Kid_Canada: My face is so close to the mat, I can taste and feel the surface or it as you grind my head down. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH now my groin is stretching painfully as you pull my legs wider and wider, to a near split. My thick legs are shaking now, my toes curling up and spreading. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH my hands reach down, trying to push pry on your legs in this awkward position. "let go... my legs..." I moan in pain, legs being stretched further apart, fuck. To add salt to the injury, you give me a massive wedgie and start spanking my ass. ARGHHHHHHH ARGHHHHHHH my cheeks bouncing, turning red, as my hole is exposed again with the fabric being turned into a string sliding between my cheeks. “OK! I GIVE! I GIVE UP!” ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
My legs are spread apart painfully, my entire body jerking, I find myself whimpering in pain, split and put on display. “I give… I give…”

Fall 2: Price 2, Will 0
Submission via Guillotine/Leg Split

23:41 Price: I hear you whimper and I almost feel bad. “This is too easy, Will…just way…” I pull your legs apart a bit further… “too” … further… “easy!” and further. I just go about my business. Pulling your legs. Then Release. I slide off you as you let go of your head and quickly pivot to wrap my legs up with your to set up a figure four.

23:45 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHHHH My screams echoing in the room as you split my legs wide, I am literally in a split now, but you abruptly release my legs, and you get off me, allowing me to gasp for air, but before I could turn around, you snatch my ankles up, flipping me over to wrap those smooth muscle legs around mine, "no..." remembering what happened in our last match, my arms flailing, trying to reach back for something but there's nothing there. I just see Jonny close by with a smile on his face, fuck.. I try to reach down and untangle your legs. Looking desperate.

23:49 Price: Your lack of speed enables some to quickly slam on another figure four. But this time I toy with you as I tighten the hold. Smirk. And loose it up. I sit up and bounce my pecs as I pulsate between full power and half power. I love to watch your handsome face grimace. It’s sexy. And it proves I own you now . “you wanna whimper for your muscle master?”

23:53 Kid_Canada: My toes are wiggling against your legs as they are tight against mine. You can feel the hair on my legs brushing up against your smooth muscles as I try to yank my legs free. Hyperextended, I can feel pain like shock waves travelling up my knees as you apply the pressure. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH my body tensing up as I fall back, my knees feeling the incredible pressure, before you would let up for a second, as I lay there breathing hard, muscles relax, but you apply the pressure again, ARGHHHHHHHHHHH my face wincing from the pain, I flex up, reaching up to try and pry open your legs again, fuck... veins pop on my forehead, and you release and my muscles relax for a moment, UGHHHHHHHHHHH "n.. never..." I say, trying hard to free my legs.

23:56 Price: “ then brace yourself Willful”. I grunt, “this WILL hurt”. And I apply full power on the figure 4 and adjust my leg to inflict serious pressure on your twitching legs while working your knee hard. “You don’t look comfortable Willful. Something wrong?”

23:58 Kid_Canada: "no..." I can't help myself but to grunt out my protest, feeling your legs shift, and suddenly, I feel pain exploding on my knees. I try to fight back the pain but it's intense. All my toes flexing and spreading out, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH I yell out, unable to pry your legs open, I tap the mat, "I give! I GIVE! LET GO!" Sweat pouring down my muscles as I am trapped, forced to submit yet again! fuck!

00:03 Price: “So soon?” I say with an evil grin. I crank on the whole some more just to hear your screen. Then I slowly release and get to my feet. I stand up and look down at you.

Fall 3: Price 3, Will 0
Submission via Figure 4 Leglock

00:06 Price: I fake a take down attempt that has your flinching. I chuckle and give your knee a heel. I slowly circle you. “ What are we gonna do with a total jobber like you?” I ask theoretically. I grab you by the chin and pull you to your knees. I shove your face into my thick tanned quads. “You need to kiss them Willful”.

00:08 Kid_Canada: You tease me, "YES I GIVE!" I say, feeling the pain intensifying by the second, but you keep me in the hold for what felt like an eternity, watching me squirm, flex, sweat and submit, before you finally relax, slowly releasing my legs as I roll to my side, bringing my knee up, massaging those aching muscles. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I flinch, jerking back when I see you about to come down, but you just chuckle and kick my knee, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I yell out. Hearing you taunt me but I keep my mouth shut, trying to shake off that pain, my priority right now. UGHHHHHHHHHH face still wincing from the pain when you grab me by my scruffy chin, and pull me to my knee. Fuck, even this position is hurting a little. And you shove my face down your quads. HMMMMMMMMMM You got the sweat from my face smearing all over it, I refuse to kiss it, prying and clawing at your flexed up quads. HMMMM HMMMMMMMM moans muffled, but you can tell that I am saying something to the effect of fuck off in my muffled groans. yt

00:10 Price: I push your face into my quads and when you don’t kiss I land a hard slap onto top of your head. “kiss it now boy”. I flex as I know you are drilling over my muscled legs

00:13 Kid_Canada: HMMMMMMMM my face mashed against your flexed up quads. Forcing me to feel those bulging muscles. And you are not letting go unless I kiss it. Slapping down my head hard, HMMMMMMMMMMMM so hard that it has my ear popping a bit. I am all flexed up trying to pry my face away from your leg, but your grip is tight. after a few moments, I finally decide to kiss those muscles, giving it a quick kiss wanting to get my head free from this humiliating position

00:16 Price: I run my foot along the prominent bulge in your speedo as u kiss my legs. “It's not so bad after all I see”. I enjoy toying with you. I step back and push your face away as I circle you. “What shall we do now Willful?” I look you over. “Perhaps we just focus on your legs? God knows I’ve worked over everything else.” I bounce my pecs. “Think your legs have a chance against mine Willful?”

00:20 Kid_Canada: You can feel my cock throbbing inside my white speedo, as you force me to kiss your leg. And you finally shove my head off your quads, as I land on my back at your feet. UGHHHHHHHHH my face is red, feeling the heat on my face as you look me over. I crawl back a little as you look down, but you circle me, trying to box me in while bouncing your pecs. I see that look on your eyes as you eye my muscle legs, hairy and sweaty as I try to drag myself back to get some distance, "they're 10x better than yours..." I say in defiance, having just been forced to kiss your fucking legs I am not to be belittled like this, as I try to push back up to my feet now.

Jonny follows the action. His camera pointed at both wrestlers, getting both of us in the frame. He's got a big grin on his face, amused by the action. He, too, was surprised that KL had scheduled another match so soon for the two of us. In his estimation, there's no doubt of the end result, but just how to get there. He made sure to capture all the action, but also the tone of the match. Moving around, panning his camera slowly, almost like a Nat Geo wildlife video. Predator and prey. Every bounce on the babyface's pecs, the hairy muscle jock would involuntarily flinch. The Canuck would look for a place to hide if he could, Jonny was sure of that observing his every move. He's bitched about some jobber before and Will was one of the more genuine one. And Price, oh my. He sure knows the BGE heel game. And with that clean shaven, smooth babyface of his. Jonny is even feeling a bit jealous a newcomer would take such a spotlight so early.''

01:25 Price: I continue to just glare down at you as I pace the floor. My boots magnify each foot step as I circle my prey, I walk past you and slap your face. A few more steps and I kick your thigh. “You can’t even stand up can You boy? Did I take the fight right out of you?” I chuckle. Then slap my own pecs.. “as if you ever had any fight in you?” I bend over and grab your ankle to trip you down to your chest. Drag you on the mat with that ankle to the center. I use that ankle to pull you in for an ankle lock

01:29 Kid_Canada: Just as I get up to my feet, losing a second when you walk past me and slap me on my face, intentionally showing disrespect as I try to swing back at you, but you act fast, before I was able to turn around, your boot comes hard against my thigh. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I drop to my knee, feeling you scooping up my ankle, and the next thing I know, I fall on my chest and I get dragged like a piece of meat. Then my leg gets lifted, ARGHHHHHHHHHHH feeling the twisting pain on that trapped ankle, I twist my body and yank on that leg hard, trying to get free. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH sharp pain on that ankle.

01:32 Price: I twist your ankle as I secure it under my pit as I drag you along the mats as I strut for Jonny who is using some of his best framing moves to capture the primal nature of this match. I turn your ankle roughly in my tattooed hand as Jonny zooms in. “Every part needs to feel just a little bit more beaten Willful. Isn’t that what they say kid?”

01:35 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I let out a yelp of pain as I feel that ankle bending harder as you twist it under your pit. My entire spine is bending backwards as you lock me in place, and start dragging my increasingly sweaty frame along the mat. UGHHHHHHHHHH the mat glistening in a trail of sweat left behind by my body. Jonny get some close up of your ankle lock, capturing just how much it's being wrenched and twisted. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH I scream out loud when my ankle gets turned towards an unnatural angle. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I flex up, my upper body arching up, clearly in a lot of pain. "NO... let go! I give! I GIVE!" I say as the pain on my trapped ankle is intense. Fuck!!

01:37 Price: “Tapping from a simple ankle lock? My my. Perhaps we need to toss you back into wrestling kindergarten. “. I release the ankle. But drive a hell into your upper thigh. I then step over the back of your knee and stay there as I hit a pose ..

Fall 4: Price 4, Will 0
Submission via Ankle Lock

01:41 Kid_Canada: You release my ankle, as it flops onto the canvas. Fuck that wasn't a simple move at all. Not the way it's hurting my trapped ankle. UGHHHHHHHHHHHH I moan in pain, when I feel you kicking hard against my upper thigh. ARGHHHHHHHH my head jerking up, UGHHHHHHHHHHH I try to bring my leg up, but you step over my knee, posing on top of me as Jonny gets more shots in. I need to get back in this, trying to push myself up now. Fuck, ankle and knee still hurting but I push up slowly not to add any extra pressure to that ankle and knee.

01:43 Price: I grab your other leg and lift it up into my pecs, then step over you to apply a single leg Boston crab. I lean way back into it to stretch out that quad.. “feel they burn Willful. “Tell me how it feels”.

01:46 Kid_Canada: Before I could get up, you snatched my other ankle, causing me to collapse onto the mat, chest first. UGHHHHHHHHHH.. It's getting increasingly frustrating, as I have trouble getting to my feet. And you pull my foot back, way back as I feel a sharp pain on my lower leg and knee, all the way down to my back. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH ripping pain on my leg, as I try to reach back and push you off me. In a bad position, my other leg sliding on the mat in protest, fighting the pain. UGHHHHHHHHHH "fuck... my leg... let.. let go..." I say as I feel my hammy tearing from this hold.

01:47 Price: I snarl and twist your leg back more. Then I drop down and sit on your lower back… I wrap an arm around your neck and pull your head back as I try and nearly succeed in folding you in half…

01:50 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHH I feel that sharp pain on my back as you drop down onto my lower back. Your muscle arm reaching to wrap around my neck, I gasp, eyes bulging as you pull me back hard now. I grab and pry on your arm, as you start to pull my head towards my foot. Stretching me painfully. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH fuck, fuck... I look up, seeing the camera. there's a panicked look in my eyes as my body's never been stretched like this before. "I give... I give..." I start to tap.

'Jonny licks his lips. Not since Brad Rochelle has he seen some muscle jock body bend like this. Waiting to see if the babyface will connect the fucker's foot and head, enjoying the suffering of this hairy ass jock. ''

01:53 Price: I start to hum “we are the champions”. Tuning out your please for help. I continue to apply and tighten the hold as I pretend to not hear your cries. My bicep pulls your head back while I yank your leg back to touch your head. “Everyone needs a good evening stretch kid”.

01:55 Kid_Canada: "I give, I give! I GIVE!" I scream and tap on your arm. You know I am flexible, as you saw me stretching before the match. But now you are pushing me to my limits, feeling my muscles tense up and shake as you connect my toes to the back of my head. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH "Please, I give...let go..." hearing you hum, while I am sweating and shaking, my spine on fire, my knees hurting like hell, my neck wrenching. Feeling trapped in this stuffy wooden shack.

01:57 Price: I finally give a puzzled look as I stop my humming. “Oh Willful, do you really mean it? “ I laugh as I pull back tightly. “Oh wait, you did say please… how about ‘please Sir?’” I nod with a menacing grin that defies my boyish face

01:59 Kid_Canada: "yes... I give, I mean it..." I say, my face twisting in pain as my body gets stretched painfully. Jonny panning around, capturing what looks to be some body part the way you twist my body. "Please, I give Sir!" I say as I tap on the mat, over and over, looking to be released from this torturous position.

Fall 5: Price 5, Will 0
Submission via Single Leg Boston

02:03 Price: “That’s better Willful. I’d hate to see you forget your manners on the wrestling mats.” I drop the hold and step back. I move to the far corner of the shack and drop and do a few dozen push ups as you slowly try to get up. “ I got to work up a sweat SOMEHOW…”. I crank out 50 and then get to my knees eyeing you. My smirk now ever present.

02:08 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHHHH my entire body tensed up, just trying to fight through the pain as you taunt me, before you finally let go, my head falling onto the mat, along with my trapped leg. UGHHHHHHHHHH fuck, my hand on my back, rubbing at those sore muscles. Hurting bad, having to call you sir to get released. And you get even more cocky, dropping down to do push ups. Fuck, but I am trying to take the time to nurse my sore muscles, to catch my breath. Jonny getting the both of us in frame, but you in the focus as you crank out 50 reps. as you get to your knees, I am have just gotten to the side of the shack, using the wall to help myself up, one hand still massaging my back.

02:12 Price: “You do know the door is right there willful.. you can crawl out and admit defeat. It’s ok. That’s why they make doors….” I then start to count all of the ways I’ve made you tap out today. A rattle off a few but then realize I’ve probably racked up 2 dozen submissions. “Damn Willful, you came all the way here from Canada just to be my chew toy? No submissions for you and at least 25 or so from me on you. “. I shake my head. “I’d feel so pathetic if I was you. I can’t imagine sucking THIS much. And yet you're allowing this to be filmed. My god that’s pathetic Willful . You really are some kind of super jobber aren’t you,”.
I sit on the window ledge watching you

02:16 Kid_Canada: I slowly get up. Fuck, my legs and back are aching back. Mostly from this match, but some of the soreness from the other matches are returning as well. I look over and see you sitting on the window ledge. Your smooth muscle body is glistening in sweat, but how is it possible that I am still sweatier than you even after that 50 push ups that you did. "fuck you..." I say as you start to recount the ways you have made me submit. Taunting me throughout, but making me realize that I should stop humiliating myself. I look over to Jonny when I hear you say I can just get out and forfeit.
Then back to you with a smile. I look over to the door and back to you again, and you are not moving. Ok, now I have the option to just end this, at least this match won't be released on the video if I just forfeit now, I can deal with KL later about this, I am sure. My legs still hurting, I half crawl towards the door, dragging my aching body towards it, grabbing the knob of the wooden door and turning. It's tight. It's stuck or something. I try turning it again, giving it a few tries.
"The door is locked." I look over and realize that Jonny is still filming. Starting to sink in that this may still all be a match of the fucking match. A look of surprise washing over my face.

02:19 Price: “Too weak to open the door Willful?” I shake my head
“Try jiggling it”

02:20 Kid_Canada: I bought into what you are saying, flexing even as I try to get the fucking door open. "Won't fuckin' open.." I say in frustration.

02:20 Price: I slide off the ledge.. The pink speedos do nothing to tone down the idea of a lion moving in for the kill.
“Willful…. Do you think they locked it?”
“Or maybe I accidentally locked it”.
“Well fuck me…” I get over to you. I put my hand on the door and shake my head . “Try the handle one more time Willful?”

02:23 Kid_Canada: I look confused. Unsure if I should take your words seriously, as you say that you may have locked it. Why would it be locked from the outside? What the fuck is going on. I am up on my feet now, as you come over, placing your hand on the door and tell me to try the handle one more time. I try to turn it and it is definitely locked. "It's fuckin' locked..." I say, turning to look at you seeing you shake your head. "What the fuck is this..." I ask.

Jonny smiles, capturing all that is going on. He loves a good storyline as much as the next guy, as he has been involved creatively with BGE over the years. Price is definitely BGE material, and Will, the fuckin' idiot couldn't be a better opponent for Price to showcase his skills and smarts for his debut.

02:27 Price: “There’s nowhere to run Willful”. I shrug with a grin…. “ looks like you’re trapped in here…with me”
I grab your neck and slam your face into the door. “ maybe we can bust it open with something hard”.
Reach down between your legs and crotch lift you across my chest. I take a step back, then a step forward batter your back against the door. “Come on door.” I step back and batter your back against the door, over and over.

02:30 Kid_Canada: I am looking dumbfounded. Eyes wide as I see that huge grin on your face. What the fuck you do mean by nowhere to run. Started to sink in that this was all some kind of trick. I got tricked into crawling over here and trying to forfeit like some coward. All caught in the video, and before I could say anything, I feel you grabbing me by my neck. I gasp, choking for a second before you smash my face into the door. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I am stunned, my knees buckling as you press my face there, holding me up before pulling me into a crotch lift. Showing off your strength, holding me like a battering ram as you start to smash my back against the door, ARGHHHHHHHHH over and over, ARGHHHHHHHHHH ARGHHHHHHHHHHH my back is on fire, in a world of pain right now, as I can’t help but to tap on your back. “No, no more… please…”

02:32 Price: Feel your tap, “What? I was just trying to help.” I say, and slam your back against the door once more and let your body drop to the floor. Look down at your pathetic body. “I guess you don’t want out then.” I press my boot on your ass and flex. “ You want more of this, don’t you Willful.”

Fall 6: Price 6, Will 0
Submission via Tapping out

02:34 Kid_Canada: ARGHHHHHHHHHHH you smash my back against the door once more, before you let me go, my body collapsing onto the mat. UGHHHHHHHH I moan, hand rubbing on my sore back. With your boot on my ass. Reeling in pain.

02:37 Price: I chuckle softly as you realize that you’re not getting out until I’m done with you. I put my finger on my lips as if I’m thinking. “Let’s see what haven't we done yet,” I reach down and pull you up to your feet, slamming your face into the door again. I then step behind you and press my pecs into your back. I reach down and pull your left ankle up and grind it into your own back. My body keeping it secure as I grind my hard muscle body into yours. I breathe across your neck and into your ear. “You can almost feel the outside can’t you willful?”

02:41 Kid_Canada: You tease me, while I am still moaning in pain, I get pulled up to my feet and my face is pressed against the door yet again. UGHHHHHHHHHH I feel the wooden splinters pressed against my face. You finally let up, but not stepping back, making faces to the camera, before you pressed your pecs against my back, pinning me against the door. You grab my ankle and pull it up, ARGHHHHHHHHHH I feel the stretch as you press my toes against my lower back near my ass, pinning me there forcing me to stretch. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH your weight pressing hard against mine, "you fuckin.. ass.. " I say as my leg is straining, I flex hard, trying to push back against that muscle bod of yours pressing me against the door.

02:43 Price: “So I’m an ass huh? “. I grunt. “If I’m such an ass then be a man and fit the fuck back Willful Jobber”. I power into you to emphasize my strength. “If yiu are this pissed then show me something. Anything.”

02:47 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I flex up hard, even though my leg is stretched painfully back, straining badly. Sweat pouring down my body, I try to elbow back despite not being in the best position, trying to hit something, not wanting to be humiliated further. UGHHHHHHHHHHH technically I am a bigger guy, even just a bit, yet you have been fucking me up left right and centre. Feeling desperate. yt

02:51 Price: I wrap a. Arm around your throat a s my other hand holds your ankle. I lean back and drop to my ass taking you with me., you are on top of me— for the first time ever, yet I’m in complete control. Your shoulders are on the mat and your left leg is trapped in my powerful arm. I stretch you out a bit. But settle in

02:56 Kid_Canada: I try to connect with my elbow, but just then, your arm comes up around my throat. My eyes widen as I choke, and you grab my trapped ankle and start to lean back, all the way until you drop down to your ass. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH my knee is hurting like hell, and I am prying hard on your arm, my face turning red, but I am fighting hard, twisting and squirming on top of you. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH fuck... Stare up into the ceiling of this shack, and I feel Jonny getting closer, he towers over us, going around our tangled bodies with his camera, then starting to pan from my sliding foot (one that's free), slowly up my trapped body and yours.

03:00 Price: The camera man knows he has a shot to show off your tied, beaten muscled body a s I put you on full display. I stretch your abs— they are red but still tight. Your pecs are sweaty and those hairy legs still look good— despite being damn near useless. I let the camera zoom in on your painful breaths. The labored grunts and the muscle twitches. There’s value in showing off a chiseled jobber and I give you the starting role.. for a moment.

03:04 Kid_Canada: The camera slowly pans up my body. Chest heaving up and down with my laboured breath, as I feel your arm tightening against my neck, constricting my air flow. About halfway through Jonny's camera panning up my body, I start to tap on your arm, as I am feeling lightheaded, thinking that any chance to get back into this will be gone if you knock me out. But despite the signal for submission, I am still trying to flex and get out, unwillingly exhausting myself in the process. hairy muscled legs flexed up, abs and pecs stretched out wide as they are all slick in sweat. My hairy pits facing the camera as I try to reach back, trying to grab anything to get you to loosen the hold UGHHHHHHHHH starting to drool as my eyes flutter.

Fall 7: Price 7, Will 0
Submission via Tap out

03:09 Price: “Tap out so soon? I haven’t even started.” I give you a little breather as I toy with you. I dig into my mma training as I mentally check the boxes of “hottest submission holds”. I think of a few and then know exactly what to do. It’s the perfect hold from this position. I hook your leg in my leg and pull you back trapping it in a leg lock that I know is painful as hell. You are not logged in.
03:09 Price: I slowly start to slip it on and crank on the pressure.

03:13 Kid_Canada: Jonny slowly pans up, captures that grin on your face before zooming out to get the both of us in frame. I could feel you relaxing your grip a little, leaving me breathing heavier, trying to suck in as much air as possible. Suddenly, I feel you pulling my trapped ankle down and you hook your leg between the back of my knee and calf, before using your leg to pull it back while you have your other leg over your own ankle. The pain is intense, as I can't help but to scream in pain, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH my other leg is sliding on the mat, and I pry hard against your knee trying to pry them open. Squirming hard and screaming through my lung as I feel the power of your legs, compressing my lower leg while hyperextending my knee to its limit. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I feel the pressure cranking on, "I give! I give!" tapping and tapping hard, the pain is incredible. yt
03:16 Price: “You don’t give yet”. I grumble. “It’s not even fully secured. How’s this feel as I get it applied as I want. “This is to my liking now. “. You are not logged in.
03:16 Price: “That’s how you do this one Willful Jobber”.

03:20 Kid_Canada: My face contorting in pain. I have never been put into a hold like this before, as my thick hairy leg gets stretched bad, real bad. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH you can feel my toes wiggling against your front, as my foot is trapped up high. "Fuck, please, I give!" I say, reaching back and tapping, trying to make sure that you can feel my taps, as if that will do anything to change your mind. "Please, I give, sir! I GIVE SIR!" even yelling out sir, remembering what got you to release me from your last painful hold. Clearly in some pain, as you test your brutal submission hold on my sweat soaked body. And you can feel my body starting to relax the longer you keep me in this painful position.

Fall 8: Price 8, Will 0
Submission via Leglock

03:21 Price: I pull that hairy, sweaty leg of yours back further, hearing your scream and submit. I am making sure that you know who owns those legs.
“Sir”. I sigh. “That has a good ring to it”. I release the hold and roll you off me. I turn to my side. My hand on my hip and another one holding up my head. “ Well that sure as hell was fun.” I kick the door with my foot. It opens.
“Well look at that!”

03:27 Kid_Canada: It took me a while to figure out what to say to get you to release, as you trap me in this brutally painful hold for way too long, nearly passing out from the pain, before you release the hold. UGHHHHHHHHHH I fall to my side, holding my knee, stretching my leg out trying to make sure that it still functions. But fuck it hurts like hell, UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I look up, trying to see where you are at, needing to brace for whatever you have in your mind, but then to my surprise, I see you kicking the door open. I have had enough. You are just gonna fuck with my body some more if I am here longer, and thinking how the match may end if I could just fucking get out of the shack, I try getting up, but the leg giving out as I collapse onto the mat. UGHHHHHHHHHHH yet I am determined to get to the door, dragging my sweat soaked body, half crawling towards the door. Jonny following behind with his camera

03:31 Price: You stagger. I watch. I’m on my side propping myself up on one arm., I’m amused to watch this poor stud try to drag his useless body over to the door, trying to get free. I spring up to my feet and get into a handstand as I navigate the shack door way.
“Maybe you can try this kid …”

03:35 Kid_Canada: You prop yourself up on one arm, watching me dragging my sweat soaked body across the mat towards the door. Suddenly you move away, making me flinch and do a handstand at the door, even taking the steps back towards the grass, fucking cocky bastard. I fight the pain and try to drag myself back up by the door, limping as I get to my wobbly feet, trying to stand, not wanting to play whatever games you are playing.

03:37 Price: “Run bitch boy”. I laugh as I stop my handstand and do a round off my feet. I know you can’t. So I walk to you inside the Wrestle Shack. “Come on, let’s get this over with.” Reach down and grab your hair, scoop you up across my shoulders and start to walk to the house. Jonny follows us. I carry you like a wounded calf. Taking slow strides towards the house. “So I heard you are the one who wanted the rematch. Next time, think twice before challenging me again. I am way, way, way out of your league.” I stop outside the house and toss you off my shoulders. Nudge your body so that your feet are facing the house. I quickly drop to my knees, straddling your head. Mount you and grab your ankles. I pull your legs over to your head, then stretch them wide in one final spladle. Put your ass on display. Make you face the studs inside. “Let’s count you out, shall we? For old time sake. I reach down and pull down the waistband of your speedo, exposing your ass for everyone who is watching inside the house. I whack you ass…1 … and again… 2…

03:40 Kid_Canada: You laugh watching me having trouble standing, let alone run, as you get to your feet, walking towards me and scoop me up across your shoulders. Walking with my sweat soaked frame over your shoulders, dripping in sweat, my limbs bouncing against your sides. You take your time, taking each step in command before you stop outside of the big glass door, where some of the guys are relaxing, taking a break before dinner.
You slowly strut back towards the house. Teasing me as you do but all I could do is to moan in pain. I have no idea what you are up to, but you can hear me mutter out, "I give, I give sir, no more" throughout. Keep thinking that you are not done. Dunno where you are taking me. My abs feel every step against your broad shoulders. I am fucking done. 3 matches in a day, and after the most painful submission yet.
You finally reach the front of the house, dropping me off your shoulders. You mount me, straddling my head, and pull my legs apart, spreading them, my sweaty soaked ass facing the house, for everyone to see. My head leaning against your abs, forced to face the guys inside while Jonny scrambles to get a good angle of this shot. And you pull my trunks down, exposing my ass. Fuck, and you spank my ass as you count.. 1… 2…

03:42 Price: “Nowhere to run boy.” Look down, watch your face in anguish and I yank your legs apart further and keep on counting, 3… but I don’t stop there, everyone is enjoying this view too much. 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9… 10…

03:44 Kid_Canada: You have already gotten the 3 count, but my body is trapped, nowhere to go. Spread wide on display once more, muscles squirming but I can’t get you to bulge. Helpless as you continue to count to 10. I can see some of the other wrestlers taking pictures or videos with their cellphone.

03:45 Price: “Now, before I let you go, what do you say? What did I teach you earlier?”

03:46 Kid_Canada: “Please, I give sir!” I cry out as my legs tremble, ass shaking, split wide and put on display. Just want out of this.

Fall 9: Price 9, Will 0
Pinfall

03:49 Kid_Leopard: Been mingling with the other wrestlers. Since we got this impromptu match going on, the other guys are already finished. The ring and mat room has been cleaned. Just wanting for Price and Will to get done so we can order some pizza for the guys who are staying for the weekend. I look out and see the cock Price doing some handstand. Curious, I got up and walk towards the glass door, and see the kid carrying Will out like a fucking trophy. It's gold. Jonny better get some good shots of this. I signal one other guy to take some video from inside the house. ''

03:53 Price: I grin confidently. Somehow still feeling fresh, but tired as hell from three one sided matches. While you ache, my cardio has been pushed. I let you go and stand up. Nudge you over with my boot, and stomp your redden ass cheek with it. I see Kid Leopard and I hit a double bicep for him. Posing over the jobber boy, letting the other studs get their share of pictures and videos. Pink has never looked so dominant! I lick my peak then run my hand over my pecs and abs. I flick my sweat down upon my fallen, beaten foe. I grin as I realize that the young stud who I helped yo unload his car was the same guy I royally beat the fuck out of. “So much for chivalry”. I shrug.

03:56 Kid_Canada: You finally let go and my legs flop onto the grass. My groin strains and my ass cheeks stinging from the spanking. UGHHHHHHHHHH getting rolled over when your boot stomps down hard on my ass. ARGHHHHHHHHHH. Then you go on and do a long, slow and humiliating count in front of KL and all the other wrestlers watching. Chace, Tomo, or whatever their name is. They take snaps with their cellphones, some of them clearly impressed by your work, others wanna kick your ass it seems.

03:59 Price: The camera loves me. Guys want pics. Even Ty Alexander. I smile at him, wanting to show him what I conquered. I step off the Willful jobber’s ass and grab his right ankle, lifting him so his body is upside down. “Look what I own!” Cocky smile facing Ty. hit a bicep pose with my left arm, then turn so the other studs can all get a pic of me and my catch. Toss you back down after the guys have enough pictures.
“I know I may be pushing it with the BGEast vets, but I know I can charm them later when I’m just Price, the guy; not Price the wrestler. I don’t want them to view me as just another newbie. I’m not that— and never settle for being anyone that requires the word “just” in front of it. “

04:03 Kid_Canada: Posed on, then lifted up. Upside down, sweat pouring, put on display like your catch of the day. You have me facing Ty at first, as I moan softly. Feeling the blood flowing down to my face as I am hanging by my ankle, still reeling from the pain and humiliation from this match and the last. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH you turn me around, showing me off some more, and finally, you toss me back towards the grass. As I lay there, battered and defeated.

04:09 Kid_Leopard: I open the door, and tells Jonny to keep filming. I want what comes next to be a part of the video. I walk out to you, Price, a big fake smile on my face. "Well done, just in time for dinner. You like Pizza? I ordered Pizza." I say. Then looking at Will. Muscle jobber, useless in the ring or on the mat, but looking so good doing so.
“Welcome BG East studs. I will make sure to make you guys stars. Now, this is just formality. I look over to Ty, and he grabs my pre-drafted contracts I had on the table, and hands them to me. Look down at the Canadian jobber again, “You first.”

04:11 Kid_Canada: My eyes are fluttering, exhausted. My legs still sore when I see the boss walking out. Barely have time to meet the guy and now he's telling me how I should sign the contract. He is waving the cash in front of me. I grab the pen, too exhausted to do anything for the time being, just wanna catch my breath and nurse my muscles.

04:13 Kid_Leopard: "Looks like Will here needs some help. Price?" Say to Price.

04:15 Price: I pick you up and drop to my ass, get you in a seated Nelson position. I keep the hold loosely applied. I look at Kid Leopard and say,” Thanks. But I don’t eat pizza. I have some grilled chicken and a cooler”.

04:17 Kid_Leopard: “I will get you some grilled chicken, and we will get to your contract after dinner… in my office." I say, winking at the pink cladded stud. I hold a clipboard, pushing it towards Will's hand, grabbing his wrist, shoving the pen in his palm, holding it in place, "Just sign here..." flip the page, "and here..." Getting him to sign the original and his copy.

04:20 Kid_Canada: UGHHHHHHHH I can't even see what the fuck is on the contract before the boss grabs my hand and tell me to sign it. From the force on his grip, I can feel that he really wants me to sign it. Just want to get outta here, so I signed it roughly. The best I can in this position. Then I sign another piece of paper. "I signed, fucking let me go..." I squirm in the seated nelson.

04:22 Kid_Leopard: "alright, now your turn Price.” I flip a couple of pages over and take out Price’s contract.

04:24 Price: I grin and let go of the sweaty jobber, tossing him down to the grass. I grab the contract, reading it. Happy with the terms, I grab the pen. Look around to find a flat surface to sign.

04:28 Kid_Leopard: The Kid looks confused. Or he is just looking for a place to sign. I grab his shoulder, “here,” I say, shoving my shoe underneath Will’s shoulder and nudging him over onto his stomach. I place my heel on the back of the jobber’s head, pinning his face to the grass and pointing at his red ass.

04:31 Price: I kneel down beside Will, placing the contract on his muscle ass. Firm enough. His sweat instantly stains the paper right away, I look up to Kid Leopard to confirm, and he nods. I take the pen from Kid Leopard and sign both copies of the contract, get up and hand it back to him.

04:36 Kid_Canada: You finally let me go after I’ve signed both papers. I am fucking exhausted. Beat, muscles aching all over, just waiting for this all to end. But suddenly, I feel a kick to my side and I get flipped onto my stomach. KL’s shoe on my head, he makes me taste the lawn as you sign the contract using my muscle ass as a clipboard. I moan, muffled, as I have trouble breathing. Body squirming. Starting to fade.

04:42 Kid_Leopard: I take the contract from Price. Soaked in sweat, “still binding kid.” I smile back at Price, handing him his copy. “Here’s your copy Price” I flip through Will’s contract, find his copy, and I crunch them up and shove it down his ass. I make sure that they go deep so he won’t lose it. I slap his ass. “And here’s yours. Will”
Let’s go back and have some dinner, shall we? I wrap my arm around Price’s shoulder and we head back to the house. “Finish up here Jonny, see you inside.”

Jonny spends the last minutes focusing on the destroyed jobber. He gets close, panning up from his toes to his head and back. Doing it over again after flipping him over, panning up and down the other side's battered body. Finally, flipping him over again, The last thing the camera sees is Will's hairy ass, with a crushed up contract stuck in deep. His sweaty jobber ass convulsing on the lawn, as Jonny zooms out and fades.

Published: 2021-12-10, viewed 144 times.