School for Jobbers

Read here their first encounter.

In the Cage

The Challengers

TheSuperboy:

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Rob Hunter:

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The Fight

TheSuperboy:
I was on my bed reading one of my favorite books, “The Emperor’s Soul” when Apollo, our butler, came into my room. Apollo was English and seldom lost his composure, but there were times when you knew he wrestled to keep it so, now seemed like one of those times. Clearly disturbed Apollo continued, “Master Cain, apologies for the inclusion, but a very curious and rather vulgar hooligan delivered a package for you.”. I put the book down and asked Apollo to give the package to me “He said…he said… the most vile things”. I look at the note on the package and I see it’s from Daniel, Rob’s manager and I knew immediately whatever is in the package wasn’t going to be pleasant. “I’m sorry you had to witness that Apollo, leave this to me, I’ll take care of it”,I assure Apollo as I usher him out of my room. “But young master, are you sure you’re alright” “yes Apollo I am. Don’t worry”, as soon as Apollo steps out I close the door and open the note.

“Dear Superboy, We thought after that incredible show with Alejo and Rob, you deserve something special. We hope you enjoy your place in our roaster’s special edition, “HUNTED THRICE” … inside the package were posters, T-shirts and a DVD all featuring our past matches. High resolution prints where your cock is buried deep in my ass, you pulling me up by my hair while my body hangs limp, your cock stretching my throat… the T-shirt read “SUPERBITCH HUNTED” featuring a picture with you carrying my limp body over your shoulders. And lastly the DVD featuring our 2 encounters …. Ignoring the cover, I read the title “SUPERBITCH HUNTED” , “watch over 4 hours of steaming hot content! Champion Rob Hunter destroys the SUPERBITCH and claims his ass”… the cover went on and on crediting features from Price and Alejo as your partners.

Inside the package was one more note, “oh if you’re too afraid to challenge our champion I can still convince him to fuck your ass, if you beg a little I’m sure he will let you suck on it and if you do a good job then he might even fuck you. So call me I’ll fix you with the champ - Daniel” I tear the note and rush to my phone. I call the bastard, and as soon as he revives, I bark at him, “Who the fuck do you think you are asshole! I’m not afraid to take on your punk ass chump. Tell him to be ready this weekend, after I beat the shit out of him, I’m coming for YOU asshole.” I cut the call in fury and toss the package inside the fireplace.

Rob Hunter:
"BUT YOU NEED TO FIGHT ROB! THEY WANT TO SEE YOU!" my manager Daniel barks towards me as we were sitting in my backyard, talking about my career and the business. "I told you Daniel...I got that project I’m working on and I will be away this weekend..." I answer with a lowered voice as I’m looking down on my phone and scrolling through my Mails. Daniel comes closer to me with an evil grin on his face. "But I know you will like what I got for you..." he mumbles and pulls out his phone. "You remember that Superbitch..uhm...boy you fucked up several times...". I nod. "I made him a present and now he wants to see you again." I laugh "A present? What kind of present?". I put my phone down and look up waiting for an answer but Daniel just smiles towards me. "Anyways...I booked this cage for the weekend." He says as he shows me some pictures on his phone. "It's already sold out. So you better show up."

"Already...sold out???" I look at him with a slightly angry face. "And when did you wanted to ask me???" I cross my arms in front of my chest still glaring at Daniel. "Rob...you’re always asking for something exciting...here you have it!". I start whipping on my chair back and forth. Thinking about Daniel's words. I mean he is right. I haven't done a cage fight in a while and it's hard to say no to such a hot ass like TheSuperboys. Sure I wanna fuck him again. And just thinking about pressing his face against the steel mesh makes my bulge tent. "Alright Daniel. I'll be there. He will get a fight he'll never forget..." I take a sip of my coffee and keep on scrolling through my mails.

TheSuperboy:
Saturday night the clock hits 11 pm and the crowd is electric in the arena tonight. I’m waiting in the backstage area but I can feel the vibes as the crowd cheers and chants. The announcer is building the hype as a steel cage descends on the ring, a Large hexagonal structure that covers the rectangular ring completely. Once the cage is secured around the ring, the announcer calls out my name” AND NOW PLEASE WELCOME THE CHALLENGER FOR TONIGHT, HE IS 6 FEET TALL AND WEIGHING IN AT 190 LBS, 2 TIME WORLD CHAMPION….THHHHEEEEE SUUUPERRRBOYYYY” the theme from man of steel lights up the arena and the crowd cheers as I rush through the curtain of fireworks, zooming past in my classic superman T-shirt, tights and wrestling boots.

You could be burning with a fury of a thousand suns and still be thrilled by the sight of thousands of people cheering for you in the arena. The thrill is nothing less than most drugs, I let the sensation wash over me for a moment as I soak in the audience's reaction and smile. I flex for my fans and then make my way to the cage, climbing the stairs. I enter the open door and step at the steel pavilion around the ring, still leaving some space between the ropes and the steel mesh...and I climb the ring. Once inside I strip my T-shirt and settle at the corner waiting for you.

Rob Hunter:
I listen to the crowd as I am standing in the back. The arena is stuffed with people and I start smiling as I hear your entrance music. Flashbacks running through my head and I think about our previous fights which ended in a total destruction for you. I'm pumped and I feel an excitement running through my whole body like I haven't felt for a long time. I can hear the crowd get quiet again as the lights in the arena go out. "It's time..." I mumble and just one moment after the announcer screams into the microphone. "AAAAAAND HIS OPPONENT. STANDING 6'0 WEIGHING IN AT 175LBS, OUR CHAMP. ROOOOOOOOOB HUNTEEEEEEEER!!!!!"

His voice suddenly mixes up with the scream of an eagle and my entrance music starts to play. I run through the curtain as the lights in the arena turn all red and a pair of glowing eyes appears on the Jumbotron over the ring. I rush down the aisle and give some fans a high five on my way to the cage. I step through the door and jump up the apron. I hold the top rope with one hand and lean back giving the crowd a quick biceps flex before I pull myself up and I jump on the top rope, bouncing off of it using the rebound and with a back flip I land on my feet. THUD. It doesn't take long until the door is closing behind me and I look up, turning my head towards you waiting in the corner. "And so we meet again...boy..." I smile and back away in my own corner. "Craving a fuck, huh?"

TheSuperboy:
The door shuts behind you as you enter the cage, cocky and arrogant, showing off your past wins, but it all ends tonight. “Yeah I’m craving to finally fuck your ass!” I taunt as I move to the middle of the ring and unceremoniously launch a kick to your gut. The bell rings immediately after I hit you with the kick. DING DING! Wasting no more time, I wrap your head in my arms as you bend over and pummel your core with my knee.

Rob Hunter:
We stare at each other for a short moment before you're telling me to fuck me tonight. We slowly come closer as we meet in the middle of the ring. "Oh yeah bitch. I'm gonna make you my toUUUUFFFFFFFFF!" My sentence gets interrupted as you suddenly throw your heel into my gut and I bend over as I was unprepared that you attack before the bell even rings. You wrap your arm around my head and start pummeling my core with even more knee strikes. "UGGH UGGH UGHH!" I grunt and wrap my arms around my core to protect my a bit from the impact. I focus and regroup again after your surprising attack and I rush against you as my shoulder is right in front of your midsection, trying to charge you backwards against the turnbuckle.

TheSuperboy:
You push me with your shoulders and force me back until my back hits the turnbuckle. I grunt as the turnbuckle hits my back and then pound your back with a double ax handle. My arms hit your back with a heavy THUD! The audience constantly supports both of us as we rumble in the corner.

Rob Hunter:
"UGGGGHHHH!" I grunt deep and drop on my knees in front of you as your double ax handle slams down on my back. "You fucking..." I grunt through my clenched teeth. I grab your thighs with both of my hands and wrap my arms around them. I pull on them hard and roughly, trying to get you off balance and knock you on your ass in the corner.

TheSuperboy:
You grab my legs and yank at them, sweeping my feet off the canvas and I land on my ass in the corner. I pull my legs close and plant them on your pecs and push you as hard as I can to shove you off me. I kick up and get back up on my feet only to rush at you and take you down with a close range clothesline. Yt

Rob Hunter:
You react quickly after I managed to take you down. Your heels push against my pecs and you send me back away from you. I wave my arms around to keep balance as I stagger around and just one moment after your clothesline slams against my pecs, knocking me back on the canvas. THUD. I roll to the side away from you and stop as I am on both my knees, looking back at you and my head turns red from the rage already coming up to my head.

TheSuperboy:
You’re down on your knees, rolling away from me, I raise my arm high up in the air “what’s the matter chump running away from me already” I tease as the crowd cheers me on. With a grin on my face I crouch and lean forward, extending my arm, signaling a test of strength. “Let’s see who’s strong here!”

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Rob Hunter:
Instead of attacking me again you just grin and start taunting. "You think with one lucky hit you already won? It takes a bit more than that cumdump!" I get back on my feet and see you offering a test of strength. I slowly approach you, just putting on a poker face and I follow your invite. I raise my right arm and lockup with you, then the other arm. Our fingers locked and my veiny muscles start flexing. I PUSH against you and my biceps instantly pops out. Though I am a bit lighter I know I got some strength in me and our shoulders and pecs slowly get closer as I plant my feet into the canvas. "Alright. Show me what you got boy!"

TheSuperboy:
You take my arm and we engage in a test of strength. Taking full advantage of my weight over you, I give you full force of my strength and start to push you down as I slowly bridge the gap between us, pushing our bodies closer while I force your arms back and force your body down slowly, inch by inch. Yt

Rob Hunter:
Your weight clearly gives you an advantage in this test of strength and I'm getting pushed back slowly. Our bodies get closer as we're struggling to get the upper hand. You are forcing me on my knees. Slowly but surely I go down in front of you. I grunt and grit my teeth as I am trying to resist as long as I can. Right as I am down on both knees I shift my weight and roll back, instantly stop pushing against you. Instead I pull on your arms and throw my knees up, digging into your core as I'm going to monkey flip you over me.

TheSuperboy:
Muscles pumped and veins popping, I force you down on your knees and look down on you; you are smiling as sweat drips over my forehead from the effort, “Looks like you ain’t no match for my strength”. I was intending to push you down on your back and when I apply full force, your back buckles and I’m pulled down with you. Just as your knees make contact with my core, I realize what you’re up to, but by then it’s too late… I land on my back on the canvas. Grunts and growls escape my mouth as I soak the sting from the impact and turn around to get back up. I stand up and as we head closer, I turn around and hit you with a spinning back kick.

Rob Hunter:
I managed to take you down on the canvas and it gives me a short moment to breathe. "This cocky bitchboy needs a lesson..." I mumble to myself as I roll around to get up again. I wasn't aware you'd be up so fast and as I turn around to face you again you surprise me by a nasty back kick into my core. UGGHHHHH. I double over and back away a bit as I need to regroup for a second. Getting distance from you and my eyes focused on your moves.

TheSuperboy:
As you back off, having faced you enough times now, I know your mind is calculating my every move. But I know just how to throw off this hunter. I rush at you with full speed but instead of hitting you with a move right away I use your body as a means to raise up, planting my hands on your shoulders I propel myself up over your head. My legs split up and wide over your head and I land on top of the turnbuckle behind you. Then I JUMP! I jump back, turning my body in the air to swing my right foot right across your skull in a high Enzuigiri Kick.

Rob Hunter:
You charge at me and I knew you would. You put your hands on my shoulders and I smirk, knowing how to counter this. But my smirk turns into a puzzling face as you suddenly jump over me. I wasn't expecting that my counter would fail and I turn around trying to figure out what you're doing but when I realize it's already too late. I can't escape this fast and your enzuigiri kick hits me right at the side of my head. My head turns around and my body follows and drops down on the canvas. I'm dazed and trying to locate you. But I can only crawl towards the ropes to get away somehow.

TheSuperboy:
I see you crawl towards the ropes and I slowly walk behind you. I kick the back of your head and then push your body out of the ring onto the floor. I hop out of the ring, I grab a fistful of your hair and pull you up. “Get up bitch, time to show the audience your beat up face” I toss you at the steel cage and let you crash at it. Standing behind you I stop before you fall over and holding the back of your head, I rub your face over the cage.

Rob Hunter:
My eyes are semi-closed. I moan and grunt as you kick me out of the ring. You drag me up, taunting me, wanting to show me off to the audience. You throw me against the steel mesh and I can just hold my hands up to protect my head a bit from the impact. I feel you grabbing me and my face starts grimacing as you rub it over the mesh. The audience can see my teeth as my lips get stuck at the wires. "HRRRRRRRRRR!" I grunt and breath hard through my nostrils as the rage is rising up to my head. I throw my elbow back aiming for your temple to get some time to breathe.

TheSuperboy:
Bam bam…your elbow hits my temple and I stagger back, rubbing the spot. But I rush back soon and wrap my arms around your waist. My pecs pressed hard against your sweaty back, lifting your feet off the steel, I turn you around all the while maintaining my grip around your tiny waist and toss your body back on the cage while I fall down. My back hits the steel floor in a controlled way but I slam yours against the cage with full force.

Rob Hunter:
You don't let off of me and though I could get some time it wasn't enough to get me back any control at all. You charge towards me and wrap your arms around my waist. You twist us around and I know I need to get out of this. I start pressing your arms down but I wasn't quick enough as your grip was too tight. You lift me up and Suplex me against the steel cage. AAARRRGGHHHHH! I grunt and drop down on the concrete sitting on my ass. My back has some red marks from the mesh and I can even feel a bit of blood as I reach back trying to nurse it. It should be just an abrasion but still I need some time to regroup. The impact from your last moves is big and I slowly crawl to the side at the steel wall.

TheSuperboy:
I lay down on the floor as I regroup from the last power move, although I hit you badly, the move still takes a toll on my body. Sweating and heaving I get back up and look for you, you’re crawling on the side. I catch up to you and grab your hair once again, I pull you back up and toss you over inside the ring. As you lay down on the canvas, I grab the ropes and catapult myself up on the top ropes, my feet touch the ropes just for a second before I jump up and come down over you for a splash.

Rob Hunter:
I can see you coming back at me and as you grab my hair to pull me up again I can clearly hear you breathing hard. You drag me over to the ring and toss me back in under the bottom rope. I roll on the canvas and stop in the middle of the ring. My chest is heaving and I see you jumping up the ropes fast and not hesitating going for a splash on my body. I know I cannot get away in time but as you come crashing down I pull my legs up digging my shins deep into your core as we collide.

TheSuperboy:
CRASH! I splash over your knees as you pull your legs up at the last minute and bounce off to the side holding my core with both my hands. I curl over in a ball, my feet stomping the canvas as I groan facing down.

Rob Hunter:
You crashed down on me and I'm relieved this counter worked though it also took its toll on me. I breathe in deep a few times and wipe away the sweat in my face with one hand. I clench my teeth as I roll to the side trying to get up again. On one knee I look over and see you laying face down on the canvas. This is my chance to turn the tides now and I stumble over, feeling my shins hurt like crazy. I reach down and grab your ankles and lock them around each other. I hook them with my leg as I kneel down over your and reach after your wrists. I yank them back hard, bending your back with all my power as I grit my teeth and my head turns red as I am growling like a wild animal. "HOW'S THAT BOY???"

TheSuperboy:
I start to struggle as soon as you grab my ankles and lock them in, but you manhandle me to grab my wrists and pull my arms back. Hanging my head low I grit my teeth and try not to give you the satisfaction of a scream. Controlling the pain in my body I try my best to pull my arms forward and try to pull your body with me.

Rob Hunter:
You're struggling in my hold and obviously you refuse to scream for the audience and pull on your arms. "I KNOW THIS HURTS BITCH!" I bark towards you and as I feel you keep on pulling on my arms I suddenly let go and let your head slam on the canvas. I instantly get up over you and STOMP the back of your head to keep you stunned on the mats. "KEEP QUIET FUCKER!" I get to your side and reach down, hook my finger with the waistband of your gear and start pulling them down over your legs and then slide them off your feet. "DOESN'T IT LOOK FAMILIAR?" I shout towards the audience which is going crazy. TheSuperboys bubble ass is completely exposed for everyone.

TheSuperboy:
Growling, I pull you forward with my arms with all the strength I got and you let me go, my head splashes over the canvas. And almost immediately you get up and stomp your foot over the back of my head smashing my head down in the process. I groan from the impact and you reach down and pull my tights down revealing my ass for everyone to see. When I realize what’s happening, I reach down and try to pull my tights back up.

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Rob Hunter:
I look down on you as you realize your ass gets exposed to everyone and you reach back and pull your tights up again. I lunge in and STOMP your back. "I SAID KEEP QUIET!" I shout and kneel down. "I'll help you boy!" I mumble as I grab the waistband again but this time I pull it up hard to wedgie your balls and cock with the fabrics. I get up again and walk around you. I grab a fistful of your hair to yank you up roughly. I know you recover fast so I don't lose too much time. I place my arm behind your knees and hoist you up, flipping you over and going to slam you back down on the canvas again.

TheSuperboy:
Arrgggg...I yelp in pain as you pull the waistband of my tights and yank them up roughly, burning the sensitive skin down between my balls and ass hole. I try to move but you budge in and pull me up on my feet. The very next moment you bend over and I feel your arm behind my knee and before I know it, you force me up and flip me over in the air to slam me back down on the canvas with a splash. I recoil from the sting on my pecs and core and roll around to get away from you. Reaching the corner, I grab the ropes and pull myself up.

Rob Hunter:
The ring shakes from the impact and the crowd is freaking out. You crawl away from me and I get back on my feet again. I see you getting into the corner and pulling yourself back up again. I follow you with an evil grin on my face. "Where are you going boy?" I grab under your sweaty armpit to get you up faster and with my hands on your shoulders I twist you around facing towards me. I pull my arm back and then slam it into your head with a nasty Elbow Strike.

TheSuperboy:
You pull me up and I’m back on my feet at the corner. Your hand is on my shoulder and when you pull your other arm back, I drop to my knees and dodge your elbow strike. I lift myself up at an angle and my head pops up in between your legs. My arms hold the back of your knees and stand back up, pulling you up by your legs with me. Your upper body falls on my back and I waste no time in using your legs as a lever and slamming you down on the canvas with an Alabama slam.

Rob Hunter:
My Elbow Strike fails as you suddenly duck down and get out of the way. You show off your speed now and you suddenly appear between my legs. You hoist me up and at first I just sit on your shoulders but then you shift my weight and I get off balance. Hanging behind your back I suddenly feel you pulling me back and the crowd OOOOOHHHHHHs as I crash on my back with a loud THUD. My vision is blurry and it's hard to focus right now. I lay on my back and my chest is heaving like crazy as I am trying to roll on my front.

TheSuperboy:
Cheat heaving, I stand up straight and look at you down on the canvas. I grab your arm and pull you up again on your feet. Patting your cheeks I mock your dizzy face “good boy…although you’re lacking some color on your face. Let me help you with that”, standing in front of you, I jump up high, my knees pulled up, I grab the back of your head and pull it down, slamming your head hard on my knees as I pull your body down ugh me. Your head crashes against my knees and your body bounces off from the impact. Yt

Rob Hunter:
You don't let off of me. No. You even start to taunt me and clearly show you are in control at the moment. I cannot do very much as I need some moment to regroup a bit. But you won't give me that time as you slap my face and before I can even do anything you grab my head and as your knees come up you pull it down right against your knees. UFFFFFFFFFF my head snaps back and I flop down on the canvas...my body spasms a bit and I moan in a deep tone. My body is shaking as I slowly try to crawl towards the ropes. And as I realize I cannot pull myself up again I just roll around out of the ring and drop on the concrete on all four panting hard.

TheSuperboy:
I watch you get closer to the ropes, then I watch you slip down. With a grin on my face I follow you down, but don’t get to you immediately, I pull the ring apron up and bend down and look inside. I grab a bundle of long canes and pull them off. Opening the string I free up the bundle and grab one of the large sticks and follow you. SMACK!!! I strike your back with the stick and when you whence I grab you and push you to the corner….and then ….with a wicked grin on my face I slide the stick in between the steel mesh, trapping you in the corner. I reach for the sticks and poke them up and down, ensuring that you’re trapped in the corner of the steel cage.

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Rob Hunter:
I know I am in trouble if I stay in this state. It's hard to focus on something and my body is aching . Or is it just the pain in my head shooting through my whole body? I'm not sure. I can hear the crowd cheering and I'm preparing for an attack. But nothing happens. It takes a while and I am a bit relieved as I can at least get some deep breaths. I look around, cautious of what you are doing but as soon as I see you coming up some sticks you already slam it down on my back. UGGGHHHH. I drop flat on the concrete and hold my aching back. "FUCKKKK YOU BASTARD!" I stumble on my shaky legs as you pull me back up. Right against the steel mesh. And as I realize what is happening I am trapped behind a wall of sticks. I'm pushing and struggling but I can’t break them out of the cage. "FUCKEEER!!!! FIGHT LIKE A MAN!!!!"

TheSuperboy:
“FIGHT LIKE A MAN!” you scream and I thrust the butt of the stick to your gut and smash the stick over your pecs. WHHHAACCKKKK!!! The stick leaves an angry red mark over your pecs and I reach down for another one and use it to thrash every inch of your body, covering your body with glowing red marks.

Rob Hunter:
UGH UGH UGH....I grunt deep and my body squirms under the pain as you slap my body, using the sticks like a whip. You're acting like a tamer, putting the lion back into his place. But I'm not the easy prey you think I am! My body got red marks on it...irritating my skin and making it feel like it's getting torn apart. "YOU....FUCKING....! YOU....WILL....PAY....FOR THAT!"

TheSuperboy:
You snarl and scream from the corner, so confident and so cocky. I grab your throat with my fingers and choke you while pushing your head against the cage corner. In a menacingly low growl I say to your face “Look at you… you call yourself a hunter, yet you’re trapped like a prey animal. I’m gonna beat and break you down tonight until you cry, moan and beg me to stop. And then I’ll rip open your hole with my big cock and stuff you with so much cum that you’d be cleaning my cum for weeks!”. I smash my knees hard into your crotch and then pull the sticks down and let you fall down on the floor.

Rob Hunter:
You're right. I'm trapped. But that won't kill the fight in me. I clench my teeth and my face reddens as you start to choke me and push me back against the steel mesh. I'm drooling a bit from the rage and my saliva slowly runs down in the corner of my mouth as you threaten me. "FUC...KING....BA...STA....UUUUGGGHHHH!" You slam your knee hard into my crotch and if I could I would bend over. But the sticks keep me from doing so...but the pain is there...and so is the reflex and I press my right cheek against the stick in front of my face as my body tries to double over. You suddenly release the sticks and I drop down on my knees. Panting hard...holding my crotch...and trying to crawl away.

TheSuperboy:
Grabbing a fistful of your hair, I toss you back into the ring and follow you from behind once again. I pull you up while standing behind you and wrap my arms around your waist. “Get ready to fly '' I mutter in your ears and then I haul your body back in a massive German suplex. Your body hurdles over my head as I fall back and toss you over, slamming your back against the canvas HARD! The ring shakes from the impact , but I don’t let go of your waist. Pulling you up once again I aim for yet another German suplex as I pull your body up with me.

Rob Hunter:
My body is shaking and I don't even feel the pain from the red marks on my front. It all gets covered by the sting that's running from my balls up to my spine. I'm curled up a bit and you reach for my hair, yank me up and roll me back into the ring. "HNNNGGHHHH" I moan as I roll a few times and you pull me up again...your arms around my waist and I panic a bit but it's too late...you lift me up over you and WHAAAMMM I crash into the canvas. The ring shakes and something doesn't feel right. Among the pain in my back I still feel your arms around me..."No...no...." BOOOOOMM I slam on the canvas another time....and my body flops around...stopping face down. I grunt into the canvas and slowly push myself up…

TheSuperboy:
Huffing and puffing, I get back on my feet and look down at you. I flip you over and look at your exhausted face. I lean down and sit on top of your pecs, then I slide down and pin your arms under my knees in a school boy pin. I flex my muscles and strike a double biceps pose for the audience as they cheer, but what I’m most eager for is to press your face in my crotch, my sweaty damp crotch that pumps my strong manly odor. I rub your face all over my hard cock poking through the tights. “I bet you love this don’t you punk” teasing you I pull my cock and balls out of my tights and let them wash all over your nostrils and face, and then I pull my cock and tuck it back in.

Rob Hunter:
I need some moments to regroup as it gets hard to even locate which body part hurts the most. And as I am focusing on my body you flip me over and I look up into the bright lights above the steel cage. A shadow comes up over me and I know it's you before you drop down on my pecs. My chest heaving and pushing against your bubble ass. "ARRGGGHHH FUCK!" I grunt as I struggle and try to buck you off but your knees pinning down my arms. And as I look up to you you flex a cocky double biceps for the crowd as they go crazy. My body is still too sore as I suddenly smell a scent...sour...but also musky and manly...and as my mind is getting clearer again I realize it's your throbbing bulge getting closer to my face. And just one moment later you pull out your huge cock and your balls and stroke it over my face...my nose...my mouth...and now I can even taste the sour-salty thick juice slightly covering my lips. "This...can't be!" You put back your cock again...

And I know I need to come back somehow. In an attempt of desperation I just wait for the right moment right after you tuck your cock back in and I curl up...throwing my legs around your upper body and my face grimaces as I'm struggling through the pain...I hook my ankles in front of you and I ROAR out loud as I roll you back with a surprising pin attempt. Your ass pointing to the ceiling...and the crowd OOOOOHHHHHS as the Ref drops down starting to count. "ONE!"

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TheSuperboy:
“What the…” I exclaim as your legs wrap around my neck and pull me down, you capitalize quickly and the referee even complies by swooping in like a hall counting the pin while my ass I pointing up. I hear the first count and then just when I hear him count two, I buck my body and break the count as my body lands on the side. I quickly try to turn around and get back to my feet as my heart races from the sudden pin count.

Rob Hunter:
Rolled you up successfully but I am not at my full power at this point and it's no wonder you easily kick out of the pin attempt. But I don't really care about that...At least I am out of your schoolboy pin and could get a moment to regroup. You drop to the side and I can see you get a bit furious...or confused...or just surprised...You get back up again on your feet...and so do I...You are a moment faster but right when I get up we are already pretty close and I throw my leg up going for another surprising move. High Kick right towards your cheek.

TheSuperboy:
Dropping down on my side, I’m already furious at your sneak attempt to get the pin, fuming I get back up on my feet, my eyes wandering to find where you are…as soon as I spot you, I rush towards you..intending to kick your butt harder this time, and BAMMMM!!! Your high kick connects straight to my head. A high pitched sound engulfs my head as I collapse down on the canvas, disordered and groggy, I raise my arms trying to lift my back from the canvas.

Rob Hunter:
"What's wrong Superboy? Thought you would beat me in a cage? Your ass must be sloppy already from all the poundings I gave you lately!" You're disordered and I know I cannot let you come back now. So I walk towards your head and grab a fistful of your hair. The camera zooms in as you seem to be in another dimension.

I yank you up roughly and shove your head under my sweat dripping armpit. I reach down and cross grip your left leg with my left arm. The crowd OOHHHHHHHHHs as they are wondering what I am setting up right here. A move I know from my brother. I call it the Z-BREAKER. And so I hoist you up, twisting your body around, going to SLAM your neck on my outstretched knee.

TheSuperboy:
Stars still cover my vision as I feel the grip of your fingers on my hair. Your damp pits soon cover my head and your arm reaches out for my leg to cross it and when you lift my body upside down I come to my senses and brace for the impact. I tighten my muscles and do my best to soak up the unstoppable. My neck crashes down over your outstretched knee and I curl in a ball as soon as my body hits the canvas, holding the back of my neck with my hands.

Rob Hunter:
You crash on my knee and then flop down on the canvas. Curling up like an embryo. I creep around you, like a lion walking up and down in the cage, eyeing the meat that's about to get thrown at them. "I think you're fans would love to hear you scream one more time boy. Let's fly!" I step behind you and pivot your legs to lock them in front of my shoulder. I lean in and reach down, grabbing your wrists. My feet on each side of your body, I ROAR loud as I straighten my legs and haul you up, going to bend you over in this painful swing.

TheSuperboy:
No one knows how to capitalize a situation better than you, one wrong move and you push me through moves designed to torment my sculpted physique. Bending my legs backward, pulling my arms off their sockets and forcing my back in an unnatural curve to manhandle me into your lock…you expertly maneuver your body over mine and dangle mine in a swing. My face contorted in pain, I close my eyes and shake my head vigorously, trying not to give into the urge to scream….holding a floor of pain back, I try to pull my arms down, desperately trying to break your swing.

Rob Hunter:
I grit my teeth and the muscles on my arms and shoulders get covered by some veins. Bending this body of an Adonis like that does take some energy...and even more as you start pulling on your arms. I can only shift my weight back a bit to hold against you and keep the balance. And as I lean back, your upper body comes up and your crotch comes closer to the mats. I grin evil and start squatting down just a bit. "It not just looks like a swing...it also WORKS like one!" I grunt and start shifting my weight back and forth. Your bulge in your tights close enough to the canvas so your cock gets stroked and massaged with each move.

TheSuperboy:
Ummmppp…I grunt as you swing my body and my hard cock rubs the canvas covered in my tights. I grunt every time you drag my body and swing it over the canvas. Each time distracting my efforts to pull my arms down and raise my back up to try and break your hold. Mmmghh….I bite my lower lip and try hard not to scream, although it’s getting more and more difficult with every passing second.

Rob Hunter:
I feel your attempts to pull on your arms are getting weaker and you must be pretty tired right now...or is it the pain in your back? Or maybe you are just too horny to think of anything else then getting your ass fucked again tonight. But it gets harder and harder to hold you like that. You are still heavy and in this squatting position it's even harder. From the kneeling I jump up a bit, my right leg pivots on your back and at the highest point I instantly release your arms and legs and STOMP your body back down on the canvas.

TheSuperboy:
After what seems like an eternity, you finally let go of my hands and when I drop down on the canvas, your boots stomps my back. Body arches in response and grunt as I feel the sole of your boots dig into my back. Planting my hands down on the canvas I push my body up, pushing your leg up as my back raises in defiance and I scream “FUCK…YOU….ROB!”

Rob Hunter:
"Oh you must be still a bit confused. You'll be the one getting fucked in here!" I mumble as you pushup, signaling me you're not done yet. I back away from you and stay behind you, thinking about how to work you over even more. After a few steps my back hits the turnbuckle and I turn around in a second, getting an idea. I climb up the ropes until I stand on top of the corner post. The crowd watching me getting up, fully excited of what's about to come. I turn towards you waiting for the right moment when you just get up again. I jump up going for a nasty Dropkick aiming for your neck.

TheSuperboy:
Instinct, your gut feeling, feeling in your bones, whatever you wanna call it, EVERYTHING was screaming for me to get away. As the hair on my back of the neck stood up, I close my eyes and just let myself concentrate before I go ape shit crazy and raise up. My eyelids drop down like black veil over an oracle, I can hear the audience raise in anticipation, and the near absence of your feet around me… all this can only mean one thing…you’re up on the turnbuckle. The realization hits me, I open my eyes and as soon as I push up, I roll to the side hoping that my instinct was right.

Rob Hunter:
I am mid air and I know it's just a matter of time until you're done. A few more good hits will do. But as I am getting closer towards you I cannot believe my eyes and you roll away. Instead of landing on your neck, the ring shakes as I stomp the canvas and I need to catch my fall by rolling down over my shoulder and I land at the corner turnbuckle, catching myself on the ropes from the speed. "You...fucking....bastard!" I grunt through my clenched teeth as I turn around towards you, knowing I cannot give you control again. I roar out loud and kickstart charging towards you trying to knock you back again using my weight at full speed.

TheSuperboy:
I hear you crash on the canvas and I breathe out a sigh of relief. Standing up right again with my senses on high alert, I see you snarling in front of me, rushing at me like a wild animal. Crouching forward, I wait for the right moment and fall down, tripping your legs as you just come in reach, I see you stumble in front of me and I throw my body at you as I get on my knees. Pulling your right arm between my legs, immediately my hands reach for your face as I pull your face and neck back locking in a cross face lock on you. My fingers locked tight across your nose, while I tug at your head and pull it back straining your neck back.

Rob Hunter:
You're still fast and in my pure rage I start to make mistakes. I thought I could gain some control again but before our sweat drenched bodies collide you fall down, no chance to adjust anything now, and I start to stumble at full speed. Waving with my hands to avoid the unavoidable and before I can even realize what is happening I'm already down on the canvas and your sculpted body over me. Snaking with your arms around my face and putting on a Crossface. "ARRRGGGHHH!" I scream loud as my lips get pulled up by the tension you apply to my skin. "FUUUUCK!" I scream, which sounds more like a painful grunting and I stretch my arms trying to get as close as possible towards the ropes.

TheSuperboy:
Struggling under me, I keep your body pinned, but even then I can feel the ever so slight move towards the ropes. I know soon enough you're gonna hold the ropes and so I hatch another plan. I let the pressure off and drop the hold. Rolling over I get back up on my feet and start to stomp your back and kick and thrash your body incessantly until I manhandle you to the corner. Forcing you to sit down at the corner I grab the top ropes and use them to catapult my body up and pull my legs up with me and then, like a pendulum, I swing down and stomp my the full weight of my body over your pecs to know the wind out of you.

Rob Hunter:
My body is straining and I can feel the sweat pouring down my cheeks. "Just ... a few ... more ... inches..." I am thinking to myself, trying to hype me up and get out of this hold. But you are changing plans and suddenly I drop on the canvas, relieved that I got out...but right when I tried crawling towards the ropes you start kicking my stomping my body which forces me to curl up trying to guard my body and you slowly get me into the corner. Sitting there with my back against the turnbuckle, trying to nurse all the body parts which are in pain but I would need more hands to do that. And as I am busy with regrouping you catapult yourself up and both of your heels SLAM right into my tits and knock the wind out of me in the corner. "UFFFFFFF!" I grunt and I just try to locate the middle rope to hold myself up.

TheSuperboy:
Grabbing a fist full of your hair I pull you up on your feet. I slide my hand down between your legs and pull you up on my shoulders, my hand holding your crotch and the other holding the back of your neck. I stand there proud with a struggling body on my shoulders. My muscles pumped and popped, my cock rock hard and tenting my tights and face split wide with a grin. I hold you up on my shoulders at the edge of the ring, roaring with power and showing off my prowess. The audience cheered at the sheer display of strength. Crushing your balls with one hand I let you scream and then toss you over the ropes and let you crash outside.

Rob Hunter:
My skin is glistening in the lights from all the sweat that's pouring down my body. My chest heaving like crazy and my grey hair is wet and sticking to my head. You grab a fistful of it and yank me up. I'm trying to do something and throw my arms around but there is not that much power in them for now. And then...my eyes widen...a panicking "no...no...no" is leaving my lips...and in the next moment I find myself bend over your thick shoulders in a vicious Torture Rack. My lean muscled body on full display as my chiseled abs and meaty pecs getting stretched to the max and everything is shown in a close up on the Jumbotron. I feel your hand on my bulge and "AAARRRGGHHHH!" my scream is echoing through the arena and can be heard even through the crowd's cheering as you show off your pure strength. You parade me towards the ropes and from the reactions of the crowd I can feel what you are planning...and then you throw me over the ropes, letting my body crash on the concrete outside the ring.

I moan and grunt in pain. My body is twitching and my face is just a suffering grimace. I grit my teeth. Trying to catch a clear thought. But I'm just able to locate my position...Where am I? Where is the steel mesh? Where is the apron?...puzzling the surroundings in my head…

TheSuperboy:
While you’re dazed on the floor, I take a moment to recover myself, breathing, I wipe off my sweat and flex and pose for my fans, showing off my total control over you. Once you get up, I rush to the ropes and throw my legs through the middle rope, while I hold my body in the ring with my arms over the top and the bottom ropes. My drop kick hits you with a force that pushes you over to the steel cage and crashes against it…

Rob Hunter:
I just could manage to get back on my feet again. My legs are still shaking from the damage I took earlier and my energy is close to be completely drained. Some thoughts running through my head. I remember the conversation with my manager. Remembering that not only he is counting on me. I also remember your cocky mouth...today...the past weeks...and my pride is totally controlling my hormones...I can't lose this match...I can't lose this match...I can't...and as all these thoughts run through my head I suddenly get pulled back into the here and now and I see you charging across the ring and jumping through the ropes. Impossible to avoid that. It's just my reflexes which luckily are still working and I throw my arms up to just protect my head but your Dropkick is knocking me back against the steel mesh. "UUNNGGHHH!"

TheSuperboy:
I’m not done yet! Immediately I dash to the opposite side of the ring and bounce off the ropes and cartwheel my way back to the side you’re on. My hands propel my body first and then my feet, I jump high and soar my body up over the top ropes, turning my body and using it like a projectile to crash over you.

Rob Hunter:
I grunt deep. My body is trembling. But I don't lose an eye off you. I see you dash into the ropes, bouncing off of them, impressing the crowd with your maneuvers and as the crowd is in total AWWWWWs I claw my right hand into the steel mesh beside me and pull myself on my side, falling down and catching myself with my elbow to let you crash into the floor.

TheSuperboy:
I’m high in the air, fully confident that after the wreck you just got you would not be able to avoid the move…but to my horror I was wrong, and you pull back just in the last moment and I crash land on the padded floor outside. I let out a howl of pain as I clutch my abs and try to move towards the ring apron.

Rob Hunter:
I shrug as the crowd is suddenly screaming and then I see your athletic frame crash into the floor right beside me. I can even feel the air around and your manly scent rushes up my nose. Knowing that I probably just avoided my end, the last fire in me heats up my senses. My body is still aching and it takes a lot of afford to get back up, trying to ignore my aching body parts. My body is struggling...trying to say no...but as I see you crawling towards the apron I get overwhelmed by the rage. I stumble from side to side. Holding my pecs with one arm and going after you. "You...fucking...bitch..." I grunt as I finally stand at your side. I stomp down into your ribcage before I reach down and grab a fistful of your hair now. Yanking you up as rough as my body allows to and for a short moment we look each other deep into the eyes. We're both marked from the match and fighting at our limits. I hold you up by your throat in front of me with my left hand and at the same time I slam my right forearm right into your face trying to knock you back down on the floor.

TheSuperboy:
While I lay down on the mat recovering from my fall, you grab my hair and pull me up. My hands reach up, trying to ease up your grip but then your fingers wrap around my neck and as they dig in, I find it harder and harder to breathe. My hands reach up to your arms and wrench them to get them off my neck and then suddenly, your right forearm strikes my face and you knock me down on the mat. Resting my right forearm on the mat, I lean on the right and shake my head, trying to make the stars go away.

Rob Hunter:
„RIGHT WHERE YOU BELONG!“ I bark and my voice is almost unrecognizable. My shoulders are moving up and down because my chest is heaving like crazy. „You won’t beat me! Not today! Not in the future!“

I look around and I realize there is no need to fire the crowd up anymore. I stumble after you, clenching my fists. I reach down and grab your sweaty hair again. I yank you up again and shove your head right under my sweaty armpit. It's hard to think straight right now. Defeating you is the only thing on my mind right now. And I trust on the few energy left in me, as I grab the waistband of your tights, giving you a wedgie as I pull your legs up. Not able to hold you up there and I just go with the motion to let us both fall down as I am going for a Falcon Arrow to crash you into the floor.

TheSuperboy:
Argh..I wince as you yank at my hair hard and then pull me up. Roughly you shove my head in the sweaty confines of your armpit and I’m forced to wince again when you pull the waistband of my tights, wedging the fabric in my ass crack. Before I can do anything you lift me up and then the very next moment I’m dropped down in front, my core crashing against the mat. I jolt and rebound, clutching my core as I groan on the mat.

Rob Hunter:
You crash down and I know this is my chance to get the win. I can hear your groaning and I slowly push myself up on my feet. I know I need to finish you off properly and I will use everything that's left in me. I stumble towards the Cage mesh. With my last bit of energy I climb up the cage slowly. The arena is filled with excitement and my flashbacks start again. It's like a deja vu. And I am so close to fuck you again in front of all those people. My cock starts jumping in my gear and the adrenaline is leading me up on the top of the cage wall. Totally focused on taking a good stand and keeping my balance. I turn around and straighten my legs slowly before I then kneel down, throwing my arms into the air and I jump up, spinning in mid air as I'm going for my finishing move The Hunter's Dive to crush your sculptured body under me into the floor.

TheSuperboy:
When you realize that your life is on the line, something incredible happens, your brain goes on autopilot and your body starts pumping adrenaline. Anxiety, nervousness and surprisingly pure excitement fire up your nerves, burning away any fatigue that might hinder your chance to live. Something similar happened to me as I lay down groaning with pain, each strand of my muscle strained and throbbed with pain, but when I opened my eyes and saw you on top of the turnbuckle, all hell broke loose in my brain. Anxious and sweating I desperately scramble with my thoughts about what to do next, searching for the obvious. As adrenaline takes hold of my body, you jump off the turnbuckle while I lay down on the padded floor outside the ring. I see your body twist and turn in your hunter’s dive hurtling towards me…and just at the last moment, I roll away… I roll for my life and let you crash over the floor outside the ring.

Rob Hunter:
I'm soaring through the air and for a short moment in my head everything happens like in The Matrix. The surroundings are moving in slow motion. My head is completely empty, knowing this splash will give me the win. I just lay all my weight in this finisher to crush your ripped muscles under me when our bruised and battered bodies collide. I can hear the crowd screaming again in total excitement as I twist and my eyes meet your sculpted frame again laying on the floor. You roll away. My face is losing expression. Everything speeds up again. And BOOOOOOOOOOM! I crash with all my speed on the floor. My body bounces up. Not that I would want to. It's just the rebound from that impact and then my body lays flat on the floor. My head is ringing with a high pitched steady sound. My body spasms and my vision is blurred. I can't even feel pain. And then my body starts shaking and I slowly feel a stinging pain in my body which is hard to locate. Panting...drooling...and shivering...but not able to move somewhere.

TheSuperboy:
Slowly I push myself back up and I stand right next to you. I prod your body with my leg and I see that you can barely move. I reach down and grab both of your legs, I hook your feet under my armpits and pull your body upside down. Slowly I gather my strength and when I’m ready I fall back and toss your body head first into the steel cage behind me.

Rob Hunter:
I'm not able to do anything at this point right now. I can feel you are grabbing my legs and tucking them under your pits. My body is still spasming from time to time and my energy is drained. Hanging upside down in front of you..."no...this..." and just in that moment you shift your weight and drop back, catapulting me over you and my body crashes into the steel mesh. "LOOKS LIKE THE SUPERBOY IS BACK IN THE GAME!" I hear the announcer screaming into his microphone..."THE HUNTER SEEMS DONE!" the ringing sound in my head gets even louder. I collapse against the cage and slowly slides down against it and I'm laying there with my cheek pressed against the mesh. My eyes half open...my mouth drooling...and my arms hanging down on both sides of my body.

TheSuperboy:
I grab your hair and pull you back up on your feet, while pressing your cheeks against the cold steel cage. I press my body against your back and whisper in your ear. “What did you tell me earlier? That I would never win…I’ll beat you so bad , so bad that you’ll be shivering out of fear when you hear my name” I say in a menacing voice and then start to slam your head on the steel cage wall, bam..BAMM…bammmm!

Rob Hunter:
I'm barely able to hold myself on my feet, but you hold me up, pressing my lean body against the cage. My face is grimacing behind the cage and my skin is pushing through the mesh. I hear you taunting and for a short moment a shiver runs down my spine. I cannot see anyone in the audience. My eyes are partly closed and my vision is still blurry. And it gets worse...UGHHH...UGGHH...UGGHHH...seeing stars now, my body wobbly and leaning against the cage. If you would not hold me up I would collapse again. But as the sound of my head crashing against the steel is mixing up with the crowd cheering my emotions leave my body...and it's impossible to even think straight.

TheSuperboy:
I bark at the camera and the announcers desk in front of us through the cage. “Take a good look at what I’m about to do.” The camera pans in and the jumbotron above shows your pained and mangled face. With a clear and authoritative tone I continue, “I’m gonna make hunter beg me for mercy, I’m gonna make him beg me to fuck his ass, I’m gonna make him beg to be my bitch” I slam your head one last time on the cage and then drag you towards the ring. I toss your body back in the ring like a rag doll and when you lay down spread eagle, I climb the ring, standing on the outside I raise my hand for my fans and then grab the top ropes. Using the ropes I propel myself and catapult my body up in the air, rolling in the air, once, twice, my body gains momentum and then BOOOMMM!!!! My 200 lbs body splashes over you and the ring shudders.

Rob Hunter:
My limbs feel like jelly and I hear what you want to do with me. At least a few words can be processed in my head...beg...mercy...fuck...bitch...I'm totally getting controlled right now as I got nothing left in me to fight back...I can't even think about it. You roll me back into the ring and some sweat is splattering on the canvas. I roll slower and slower and end face up. Still no expression, just my twitching cheeks and eyelids are the only parts moving. Hard to say what happens next...the ring is shaking a bit and I know something will happen. And then out of nowhere my body jackknives from the impact as your body crashes into mine after your Springboard Splash. Laying spread eagle in the middle of the ring...and I realize how determined you are to end me completely.

TheSuperboy:
As I lay down on your broken body, I take my time rubbing my body all over yours. Harkening back to our first match, I decide to shower some of the humiliation back towards you, maybe with a little added interest. I get on top of you and pull you up with your head, “now Rob why don’t show your fans how you worship a true champion’s body” I flex my muscles, covered in sweat, I thrust your head in my armpits as I flex and pose and let you be overwhelmed by the sensation. “Lick those pits well bitch, you’re gonna be licking all of it clear” I flex my muscles some more and drag your face like a rag cloth wiping my sweaty muscles.

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Rob Hunter:
My body eventually stiffens and then drops back limp again. Your sweaty muscles rub over my body and it feels like an eternity. An endless humiliation and I realize you're just getting started. You drag my body up again and I crease over against you as you start flexing your muscles, finding myself in that more or less standing position again. But this time my face is not pressed against the steel mesh...And though it's not painful, it's even much worse. You shove my face into your sweat drenched armpit and force me to inhale your man scent which is flooding my brain. The sweat is rubbing all over my face...even on my lips...and I got that sour salty taste in my mouth as I lean against you...my body S-shaped and arms hanging limp at my sides.

TheSuperboy:
I grin as I rub your face all over my sweaty muscles and then I let go, I let you drop down on the canvas and then mount your pecs. Looking down at you, I slap your face “look at you… is this how you were gonna beat me?” I turn back and grab your crotch, I can feel your hard cock throbbing in my hands through the fabric, “Looks like you worship a real champ” I grin wickedly and then pull down the back of my tights, revealing my ass. I move up and then sit down right on top of your face. Rubbing my sweaty ass crack this time, smothering your face and forcing you to lick and worship my hole.

Rob Hunter:
My senses are still overwhelmed by your sweat dripping armpit. My head is dizzy, but at least I can sort my thoughts again. But it's making it even worse. For the first time I am truly realizing what's happening and in what situation I am. I also notice just right now that my bulge is tent to the max. My cock raging in my gear and as you let go of me I just collapse on the canvas, breathing heavy and I focus on controlling my breath. In just an instant you mount over me, taunting me, threatening me...and then as I opened my eyes a bit more I see a shadow over me...I wonder what it is...and as I realized it is your ass...your bare ass...my eyes widen in panic and you sit down, smothering my face in your sweaty asscrack. My arms flailing around in pure humiliation but I am too weak to get out of this position now. I feel the outer ring of your hole rubbing over my lips and I'm forced to not only inhale...but also to taste that manly ass. "HMMPFFF PFFMMMMM HMMMP" I moan deep with my legs twitching under you.

TheSuperboy:
I smother my ass all over yours and tease and taunt you for your hard dick. I reach back and pat your crotch and show your fans how hard you are. After several moments of satisfactory rim job, I get back up and pull my tights back up. “Now it’s time to make you sing” I grab your arm and pull you back up on your feet. Just as you do, I slide my arm between your legs and use it to flip you over. I carry you upside down to the nearest corner and hook your legs in and lock them under the turnbuckle to put you in a tree of woe. Admiring your hanging form, I climb the turnbuckle and plant my boot on top of your crotch. Stepping on your manhood, I crush your balls.

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Rob Hunter:
Feeling relieved as you lift up your ass again, still smelling that scent...still tasting your sweat. You grab my arm and pull me up on my feet. I'm still weak...but you make sure I'm not collapsing again. I lift me up, twist my body around and position my body in the corner, hanging upside down in a tree of woe. I pant and cough and as you climb up the ropes I expect the worst. "AAAAAARGGGGHHHH!" my voice comes back again...I scream in pure agony and I wildly wave my arms around as this stinging pain shoots down my spine and into my head. "GENTLEMEN! LOOKS LIKE WE JUST WITNESSING THE HUNTER TURNING INTO THE PREY!" the announcer shouts and as I can hear every word this humiliating feeling grows more and more in my head.

TheSuperboy:
Standing proud and tall over your balls, I crush your manhood as I flex my arms and muscles over the turnbuckle. The audience goes crazy looking at you so helplessly. “Come on Robby, I wanna hear you loud and clear, I want everyone here to remember your words when you beg me to stop”. They say revenge is best served cold, but no one ever told me that it would sound so sweet. This moment, this very loud yet sublime moment I embrace as a personal victory, a validation, a redemption after the humiliation I’ve suffered through your hands. Closing my eyes while my lips slowly part in a blissful smile, I enjoy every moment of your agony. “Come on Rob, now that you’re in your natural place, beg me to fuck your ass and I’ll end your misery.”.

Rob Hunter:
My hands grab my hand and I start to dig my own fingers deep into it, trying to distract the pain from my balls into my head. But it's useless. In total desperation I start slapping my own face. "HHHRRRRGGGGGG!" I grunt and clench my teeth but whatever I am trying this pain does not end at all. I cannot remember this feeling right now. I'm refusing to scream, biting my tongue. I don't want to give you what you want to hear. But after all I don't have a choice. My body just gives in. I can't fight it and I let out a loud scream. "AAAARRGGGHHH FUUUUUCK!" I start slapping the canvas beside me in pure and raw agony. You want me to beg. I start biting my teeth so hard that I cannot even say a word.

TheSuperboy:
“Alright, let’s do it the hard way”, I hop down while still keeping you hanging in the tree of woe. I walk up to the opposite corner and then look at your helpless body hanging. I flex for a moment and then dash….I run towards you at full speed and then when I approach close I jump up high, raising both my feet off the canvas and then BOOOMMMMMM!!!! I slam a big drop kick right onto your hanging face. Yt

Rob Hunter:
The pressure on my manhood is slowly decreasing and as soon as you hop down on the canvas again I throw my hands up and start to nurse my balls. The pain is not going away. But my bulge is tenting like crazy and it gets even harder from the rubbing. The crowd starts to clap and I am trying to figure out what you are planning. I open my eyes a bit wider and they are full of tears. Everything is blurry, I start to croak and I can only make out a blurry silhouette getting bigger and bigger and then UGGGHHHHH a stinging pain runs through my body again as you hit my face with both of your heels. My head snaps back but instantly rebounds and I hang there lifeless. Only a slight heaving can be noticed. My fingers start to twitch...and in my head is only a white noise as my body suddenly starts to spasm.

TheSuperboy:
Heaving from the move, I get up and look at your spamming body. I unhook your legs and let you drop down, but I’m not done with you yet. I step out of the ring and hop down and reach for your leg from outside. I grab your leg and pull your body closer to the steel pole holding the pads at the turnbuckle. I grab your other leg that’s hanging outside the ring on the other side of the pole. Holding both your legs in my hand, the pole is between us, my grinning face and your teary eyes mess. With a hard jerk, I pull your body down and your crotch is squashed at the steel pole, I lock your legs with mine and apply a figure 4 lock hanging from outside. A painful lock that can only be reversed by flipping your opponent, but unfortunately for you, the pole will never allow that. I CRANK on the lock harder and harder, meanwhile my hanging body drags down your body more and more on the steel pole. “Time to start begging Robby” Yt

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Rob Hunter:
I'm not nearly at the point of any recovery you already keep on your assault on me. Not that I would notice that much...but I can feel my body drops down on the canvas as my conscious thinking seems to be in Nirvana already. Something is happening to my legs. Are you pulling on them? Twisting them? I'm not sure...My brain is a total mess. You apply your hold without any fighting back. Just as you drop back and crank on the Figure Four Leg Lock my eyes jump up again and I let out a loud scream towards the ceiling. "AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!" I start slapping the canvas as the pain increases again and it feels like my balls getting completely crushed against the steel post. "PLEASEEEE PLEASEEEE STOOOOOOP!" I scream as my only wish right now is to end this pain...my body and my mind giving in...submitting...and begging…

TheSuperboy:
“Beg me to fuck your ass Robby. Tell me you want my big fat cock in your ass coz you’re my bitch. Tell me how badly you need my dick in you” I continue to crank the lock, wrecking your legs.

Rob Hunter:
I grit my teeth one more time. My whole face grimacing as a little spark of fight lights up in my brain. I wheeze and just in that moment even the last resistance disappears from my body. "FUUUCK! PLEASSSEEE! PLEASE FUCK ME PLEEAASEEE!" I'm hopeless and I just want this whole scene to end...

TheSuperboy:
Grinning, I drop the hold and stand back up. Spreading my arms wide for the audience to see me in full glory, they cheer in unison, chanting my name SUPERBOY…SUPERBOY…SUPERBOY…. my cock is rock hard and even though I’ve not officially beaten you with a pin, I’ve made you beg. I can hear the announcer's voice from the loudspeaker “THIS IS INCREDIBLE!!! THE HUNTER IS BEGGING TO GET FUCKED!!!!” I turn towards you and say “Alright Robby, I’ll give you what you want, but because you didn’t exactly follow my orders to the T, I’m gonna teach you one last lesson…” I slide back into the ring and pull your broken body out of the corner and drag you to the middle of the ring. I tuck your head between my thighs and the audience stands up in anticipation. I reach for your arm and chicken wing them with mine and then haul you up over my shoulders. For a moment or two I keep your body on my shoulders laying flat like a board, “Time for the SUPERSTORM, bitch!” I exclaim

I shrug your body off my shoulders on the side, while flipping your body and twist it in the air to ping your body fast. As your body descends down towards the canvas, I grab your neck mid air and then yank it down hard to a cutter, nailing the impact to the back of your neck while the rest of your body is wrenched and wrecked from the momentous impact. BOOOOMMMM!!!!

Rob Hunter:
For a moment I wasn't sure if that really happened right now. Did I really beg to fuck me? Or was it just a hallucination? You let go of my legs...the crowd is screaming your name...and the announcer shouting that TheSuperboy has returned. I realize it happened. I begged for the first time ever...and my body shivers from what is about to come. You slide back in and drag me to the corner. My body is a sweating mess. The pain is still overwhelming. I expect you to strip me down in the center of the ring now. But you don't. You tuck my head between your quads, hoist me up over your shoulders, my arms and legs hanging down limp on each side of your body. My muscled body was exposed and glistening under the spotlights. The Jumpotron showing my sweaty and bruised body again in a close up. And in one final flip you slam my body down on the canvas, brutalizing my body and after a loud THUD I lay there lifeless and spread eagle. Not able to move a finger.

TheSuperboy:
I lay down over you, my crotch planted right on top of your face, letting you savour in my man scent one more time before I get down and dirty with your ass. I grab both your wrists and put them on top of your chest to pin you down. The crowd chants with me, ONE……TWO…..THREEEE…DING DING DING. the bell rings and the announcers roar along with the audience “SUPERBOY WINS!!!!” I slowly stand up and then raise my arms in victory, flexing my muscles and posing for the fans as I plant my foot over your chest and strike a double biceps pose with my rock hard cock tenting my tights.

Rob Hunter:
My mind is black. A far away noise in my head. Impossible for me to analyze what is happening. Slowly the noises get clearer. I realize a dull thumping. And as I suddenly hear someone announcing you won this match I realize you got the 3 count. I'm defeated and my mind is broken. I'm still not moving...only wishing I would get out of this situation immediately.

TheSuperboy:
Grinning from ear to ear, I look down upon you and then bend over to grab the waistband of your gear. Slowly I reveal your cock and then pull your trunks down. Standing up straight I raise your gear in my hand and the audience cheers loudly, cat calls like fuck him…wreck his ass..float around to my pleasure. I reach down smiling a mischievous grin again and force your gear down your head and use it like a collar around your neck. “There, now it fits you better” I pull back and then grab both of your legs and fold you up, I press your knees next to your head and let your cock dangle over your lips, your ass hole exposed for everyone to see. “Just because you begged me to, I’ll fuck your jobber ass Robby” I tease and dive in to rim your ass, licking and lapping up your rose bud, lighting flames in your body that can be quenched only by a though and hard fuck. My tongue lapping up your balls and the sensitive skin lining your ass hole and your balls, I tease every inch. The audience is drooling as the Jumbotron shows a close up of your incredible ass.

Rob Hunter:
It's like I am trapped in my own body. The fear alone keeps my mind awake now but I'm not able to control my body. The movements are just reflexes at the moment and a shiver runs over my body as you suddenly pull down my gear. My rock hard cock flops out, already pointing towards the ceiling for everyone to see. Even worse. The whole scene is streaming on the Jumbotron. You place my own gear around my throat and I can smell my own scent coming up and flooding my brain. You roll me up. My ass gets lifted off the canvas and slowly my ass is on full display now, my ass cheeks spread and revealing my tight smooth hole for everyone to see. My legs touch the canvas and I'm folded to the max. So far that my cockhead is touching my mouth and smearing my own pre over my soft lips. I start to moan deep. Almost grunting again. And my cum vein is pulsating like crazy as I suddenly feel your wet tongue rimming my hole. The pain in my body remains, but at this point another feeling arouses my senses. I'm caught between pain and pleasure, between heaven and hell, and my hole starts slightly clenching under the tip of your tongue.

TheSuperboy:
I poke my finger in your ass and start to jerk your cock with my free hand, all the while pointing the tip of your cock at your face. My finger probing at your g spot, I stroke your cock until pre cum starts to drip from the tip of your cock. Smearing the thick creamy liquid over the tip of your cock, I continue to rub and tug at your cock ensuring that every inch of it is lubed well with your pre cum. I jam in another finger in your ass while holding your ass up and your cock pointed at your face, pre cum dripping on your lips and your new damp collar on your neck. “Remind me again, what were you begging me to do? Robby?” I tease with a grin as the jumbotron zooms in on every drop of your pre cum falling on your lips.

Rob Hunter:
As if I am not humiliated enough yet you start stroking my cock, holding it towards my mouth like a shotgun, slowly increasing the pressure on the trigger as you lube up my cock with my own pre. My body spasms again, but this time it is in pure arousal and with every single stroke my hole is clenching around your finger. Massaging my prostate, first with one finger...then with two...and then you ask me again...wanting me to reply my begging...I open my mouth and right as I start moaning "UGGHHH PLEASE FU....UUUAAAHHHHH!" I shoot a massive load of my own hot juice right into my mouth as it was still open. The thick white liquid is running deep into my throat and I start coughing on my own cum...not able to finish the sentence as my body is trying to stiffen but you keep me rolled up tight as it sounds like I would choke on my own cum.

TheSuperboy:
I hear you moan and by the way your cock is twitching I know you’re gonna cum, I position your cock just at the right angle and make sure that your cum spray all over your face, I aim to get a good shots in your open mouth too. Thick cum flies all over your closed eyes, nose, and your silver blonde hair. I grin and lube up your hope with the remnants of your cum. “Now you look perfect, let me show your pretty face to the fans”. I flip you over on your hands and knees. I pull down my tights and then I sneak my arms under your and lock my fingers behind your neck. Showing off my strength and muscles, I pull you up from your kneeling position and show off your cum drenched face and body to the fans. The fans roar in approval and the arena thunders with the stomps of approval and chants as the jumbotron shows my incredible strength and your utter humiliation. Your face soaked and dripping with your cum and just to top it off. “You were begging to fuck you, here you go bitch!”

I thrust my hips up and my cock slid in your stretched and lubed ass. Impaled on my 9 inch cock, I hold you in place suspended in air while I fuck your cum drenched body.

Rob Hunter:
My face looks like a total mess. My white thick juice covers almost everything and runs down my cheeks. I know you are not done yet. And then you make my worst nightmare come true. You yank me up and around on all four. And even after this match you show off the pure strength living in this sculpted body. You start with a Nelson Position on me, hoisting me up and holding me in front of you. My ripped body on display, stretched and drenched in cum, humiliated by my archrival. I groan loud like a wild animal as your huge rod pushes into my stretched but still tight chute, fucking me in a bully position in front of thousands in the audience. My own cock hardens again within a few seconds, humping up and down and eventually slapping against my shredded abs. My cock twitches with each thrust against my prostate which you work over perfectly. "LOOKS LIKE THE HUNTER IS GETTING TOTALLY OWNED HERE GENTLEMEN!" the announcer screams and through my semi closed eyes I can see some guys in the first rows stroking and shooting their loads on the floor in front of them.

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TheSuperboy:
I thrust my hips, pushing all of 9 inches deep in your ass as I push your body down and impale you down on it. Pounding your ass harder and harder I grunt with the effort but keep you in my hold, displaying it to everyone where they will end up if they get on my wrong side. My big cock rips your ass apart while your cock flops and hits your abs every time I impale your body on my hard cock. Mmmppp…mmmmppp..I continue to fuck your ass, each time a little harder than before.

Rob Hunter:
As fast as my cock got hard again, it already starts leaking another amount of pre flinging around as my cock is flopping around like a whip. “UNGH UNGH UNGH!” I growl with every thrust you give my ass. What did I get myself into here? Helpless and exposed…My mind is going crazy and as my body twitches my ass also clenches tight around your dick as you pound me harder and harder.

TheSuperboy:
While I impale you down on my cock, I whisper in your ear, “You love getting fucked by my big cock don’t you Robby? I bet you’ve been dreaming of this all along ''I'm lowering my arms on your pecs, I bite down on your earlobe gently and tease you,”I have one more surprise for you, something to make sure that you’ll remember not to dare Superboy again”. Grinning, I drop you down and head outside the ring. I approach the steel cage encompassing the ring and unhinge what appears like a long restraint suspended from the ceiling of the cage, one on the left, and then I approach the one on the right. The announcer can’t seem to control his excitement as he screams “OH MY GOD!!! SUPERBOY IS GONNA SUSPEND ROB FROM THE CEILING!!!” I enter the ring with the two harnesses in my hand and secure them on your wrists. I step out again and adjust the harness length with a lever on the bottom of the cage and watch your body raise up in the air, when your body is suspended high enough. For my liking, I stop.

Rob Hunter:
As I drop down in front of you your huge cock flops out of my ass again. I thought you are going to breed me like this…but I got enough senses again to feel you did not yet. My hole feels like fire though after your dick stretched my outer ring already hard. My body trembles and so does my ass. I’m almost on all four just because of the uncontrollable cramps on my whole body which keep me from laying down flat. My head is hanging down and I don’t realize what you are doing. Just as the announcer is screaming into his microphone I look up in shock. “Suspe…???...ceiling???...” I grunt not able to get out of this situation…my body refuses to do anything now after my will.

TheSuperboy:
I enter the ring again and stand behind you, leaning into your ear, “This is what I call THE SUPERBOY FUCK!” I pull your legs up to give an illusion of you flying in the air and then ram my cock hard in your ass.

BAM BAM BAM… I pound your ass harder and faster while you are suspended in the air from the ceiling of the cage. Your arms spread up in the air, and your legs held up by your hips with my hands while my 9 inch cock stretches open your hole. The announcers roar along with the fans as they witness me destroying your ass. I toss my head back in ecstasy, thoroughly enjoying every bit of your incredible ass. Sweat pours down from my body like I’m in a shower and my cock is pumping in pre cum in your asshole like an open faucet. Grunting and groaning I keep pounding your ass harder than ever.

Rob Hunter:
Hanging in the middle of the ring. Looks like I’m soaring, my body tied up like in a torture cellar. My head is hanging almost lifeless, just because I don't even have enough energy left to hold it up. But still I am moaning and grunting, totally dominated and you whip my ass with your meat like crazy. My ass feels like it’s getting torn apart. My prostate is getting pounded like a boxing bag. And the crowd is watching all of this. I wished my mind would just leave my body…but I’m just a trapped prey at this moment…totally at the mercy of my archrival.

TheSuperboy:
And then it happens….my balls pull up and pump my hot cum up my cock. Thick man juice rushes through the shaft of my big cock and sprays straight into your wrecked ass. I let out a loud and animalistic grunt as I pump out all of my cum deep in your ass. 1…2…3….4…5….6….7...8…9….thick and full shots flooding your ass with each thrust as I pant and breathe heavily. My strokes come in slower and slower as I catch my breath again.

Finally letting go of your legs and I slowly pull my dripping cock out of your hole. The announcers and the fans are stunned and yet thrilled by the sheer display of brutality in this match. There is no question that this match has taken a toll on me, but as I catch my breath my exhaustion catch’s up with me and all I wanna do is lay down on my bed. I look around the arena and see my fans chant my name and for the first time I register the full scope of the orgy occurring in the arena while I was busy wrecking your ass. Smiling, I reach for my waistband and pull up my tights again. I stand in front of you and pull your head up by your trunks-collar, your dried cum is still pretty visible. I lift your face up to see me “Next time if you attempt to humiliate me, I’ll make this seem like a practice round”.

Rob Hunter:
It feels like my guts would be exploding as a huge wave of your hot cum floods me. My prostate is worked over too well and without even touching I start spraying a second smaller load right as you’re done filling me up. My balls are getting drained just like that…my hot juice falling on the canvas in front of me…and as you pull out again my legs just fall down on the mats and I hang there without moving…my body twitches from time to time and it’s the only way you can see I’m still alive. You yank my head up and force me to look into your eyes as you threaten me. My eyes are almost closed and my mouth is drooling. I’m just glad this is over…and I know I will remember this shame for a long time.

TheSuperboy:
The cage door opens and I finally feel like I’m back. I turn back to take one last look at you, the security helping you to get out of the restraints and the jumbotron flashes the superman sign. Smiling, I head out.

THE END

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Published: 2022-06-16, viewed 321 times.