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BrutusB

The Federation has set up an exciting maim event featuring International Champions. It will pit Nikkiman, the chiselled French sensation against the huge Canadian muscleman BrutusB

There is a sellout crowd in attendance to see the 2 very different but very talented wrestlers match their strength and skill in the ring Can brute strength overcome speed and skill?

I'm in the locker room warming up excited to finally get to wrestle my friend from France. I know that friendship will be forgotten once we come to grips. I strip and put on a red poser , barefoot waiting for the introductions.

Nikkiman

There are days like that when we get up excited. There are days like that when we get up happy. There are days like that when we get up proud. This morning, jumping out of bed, that was my feeling. I, the French wrestler, arrived in the federation in June and I am now fighting a legend. I feel like a kid going to see Santa Claus. Since this morning, I’m excited and I have stars in my eyes. I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it. I’m going to face Brutus. I’m going to face a legend. I’ve been with him for a long time and he’s become one of my buddies. But I don’t believe in it. I can’t have that crazy chance. I’m focused when I get into the locker room. But this concentration hides my excitement. I’m wearing black sweatpants and my sweatshirt. My wrestling stuff is in my bag. I see it. I stop and smile. It’s there. It’s the first time I’ve seen it.

It’s impressive. Not as big as me, but a body of a power... Wooowww. I realize this match is going to be tough. I realize this match is going to be complicated. But I realize that I have a fucking chance of playing it. I know that this is one of the matches of my career and I also know that I will give everything whatever the result. I don’t know if I should come near him or not and I stand a little back without moving too much, just with a huge smile running through my face.

BrutusB

I'm experiencing the usual prematch butterflies in my stomach probably more than most matches. Nikki is extraordinarily skilled with an awesome body, all muscle. Although I have a large weight advantage, that won't mean much unless I can physically control my highflying friend. I do some calisthenics to loosen my body and use up nervous energy. I hear something across the room and there, in the shadows is tonight's opponent. I smile, " Is that you Nikki hiding in the shadows spying on me?"

Nikkiman

I hear his voice. I hear his voice. I was expecting a killer voice. It’s warm. It’s nice. He’s thinking I’m spying on him. I walk up and say, "No, no, Brutus, excuse me. I just took advantage of this so pleasant feeling before a match when you haven’t yet met your opponent" I walk up to you and reach out to you "It’s really an honor to fight with you! Thank you. I’m so glad to finally see you!" The smile doesn’t come from my face. I know that in the ring, I will no longer have the opportunity to smile but now I just want to enjoy my dream. I know very well that in the ring, we will abuse our bodies. But right now I just want to enjoy the pleasure of meeting a fighter like you, with your career. I look at you and I smile and say, "You have to see it, I’m a bit moved... But don’t worry when the fight starts, it will disappear".

BrutusB

Nikki emerges from the shadows with a warm smile offering his hand I shake hands and give you sincere hug. "I was just teasing you mon ami.. We have this brief time here as friends before doing battle to show our respect for each other. I am going to do my utmost to defeat you and expect you to do the same. After our match I hope we can enjoy the rest of the night together. But for now I want you to go to the opposite side of the room and get ready They will be introducing us soon."

Nikkiman

Seeing his eyes when he speaks to me, hearing his voice, hearing his smile through his words, all this reassures me. I know I’m going to have to fight like never before. I saw his body. I know mine and I know I’m gonna have to be aerial, fast, slender if I’m gonna give you the match you deserve. I go to the opposite corner and start changing. I put on my black boxer, my silver boots. I take off my earrings and kiss them. On it is a cross. I never do it, but I think I need it today. I know I’m going to be called first and that’s perfectly normal. I know I’m gonna have to take this opportunity to convince the crowd that I’m not an inexperienced young wrestler. I warm up a little by closing my eyes and thinking about the happiness I’m going to have. I sit on the bench and I hear someone calling me.

All of a sudden I hear my opening theme resound... "Don’t ever say it’s over if I’m breathing Racing to the moonlight, and I’m speeding I’m headed to the stars, ready to go far I’m a star walkin'" The effect is immediate. My emotion, my pride, my joy do not disappear but is added to this desire to fight. The feeling of entering the room is always the same. Both this pleasure and this fear. Both this joy and this assurance that my body will suffer. The room is full. The match has been announced for several weeks. I hear the noise of the crowd, I smell the smells of the audience and I am fine. I am happy to see these people who came here to find a little happiness, who came here to have a little epic in their lives. I can’t let them down.

I walk across the room and greet all the spectators. I want them to see my happiness, my pleasure. I arrive near the ring. I breathe a big blow and run along the ring towards the turnbuckle, climb on the apron that I cross until the opposite turnbuckle. I lean on the ropes to jump over the third rope on the canvas.

BrutusB

Nikki is called to the ring first. I turn my back not wanting to see him until face to face in the ring HIs music which I don't understand is played and the crowd roars as they see his special body glistening in its glory. I pump my massive biceps a few times . I crank my bull neck and roll my shoulders anticipating my music suitable for a Canadian celebration our national sport at which we excel. I make the crowd wait and settle down before I head out

I stride down the aisle slapping hands with some fans taking my time. I lock my eyes on u now, a cold stare, climb the steps slowly and into the ring. I bow to the crowd and pop a big double bicep pose as phone cameras light up the arena . Then I go to my corner and stretch pulling on the ropes

Nikkiman

You’re there in front of me. You’re there in the opposite corner. Your arms are the size of my thighs. Your thighs are the size of my torso. I’m going to fight a giant. I like that feeling: that excitement and that fear. I calmly take several breaths while the referee calls to remind us of the rules: Match of prowrestling, no low blow, win by pin, ko or submission. While she’s talking, I’m not listening. While she’s talking, I’m looking at you. I’m looking at your body. I’m usually proud of mine, but here... I know the hours of work this has taken, I know the number of years of suffering you’ve had to endure to get to this point. The referee asks us to shake hands. Without taking my eyes off you, I’ll put my handle wide open: "Please Brutus and above all please the public".

BrutusB

The crowd murmuring in anticipation of this monumental match of opposites The ref calls us to the center to explain the rules. I keep some distance between so that ur height over me would not be so obvious making me look up at you. Our eyes are staring into the others both wanting this win so badly. I nod to the ref's usual blather, completely trusting you to fight within the rules. Your wonderful body even more noticeable under the bright lights. We both have a light sweat already. We shake hands firmly "Let's do this right Nikki" and return to our corners for the bell to begin the contest.

DING DING DING

Nikkiman

As the bell rings, I begin to approach slowly towards the center of the ring. I already love this fight because it forces me to change all my tactics. It is out of the question to start with a supplex as with a lighter opponent or with a collar and elbow. I don’t want to confront your power. I know too well that I would lose. I know that I am bigger and faster than you. I’m quickly turning around you. I know I have to surprise you. I try to grab your arm as if I were starting a wrist lock but I come to position myself next to you and try to jump in the air to try to hit your shoulder with my foot in a pell kick on your arm.

BrutusB

The bell rings and we move out hoping for collar n elbow lockup to see just how strong you are but I know how clever and fast you are and have to be ready for anything. We move closer. u grab at my arm faking a wristlock which I doubt you want and u try to surprise me jumping swinging ur foot at my arm. I jerk my arm and tur away from u as ur foot grazes my arms. I shake my head at u "no no no"

Nikkiman

I find myself sitting on the floor and I see that I just rubbed you. I see you shaking your head to tell me that I couldn’t reach you. I look at you with a big smile. I roll on myself to get away from you before I rise. I understood the challenge. I know what you want from me. I owe it to you and I owe it to the audience. I stand, anchor my feet on the ground and put my arms in a collar and elbow position. I breathe a big blow before connecting to you. I’m not totally reassured but it’s a power fight too that will play out here.

BrutusB

Ur on the canvas after the near miss As i shake my head u flash that great smile of urs then snap up to ur feet. quickly The crowd nervously waiting for some action as we circle now. I raise my arms inviting a lockup U raise urs and we slam into a collar n elbow lock up our chests meeting and now muscles flexed as we grunt and push hard. U use ur height pushing down on me and I try to use my bulk to power up into u. I start backing u up toward the ropes

Nikkiman

Our two bodies connect to each other. The audience starts to shut up when they see us trying to take advantage of each other. Our feet are anchored in the ground as if we no longer wanted to come out of it. Our breasts touch and I our sweat mingle. I see your face. You grimace as much as I do. I feel that I’m losing my smile and my cheek muscles are contracting. I feel you backing up. I know there may be a feint. I have to be careful with a wrestler like you. I put one foot behind your leg and anchor it as much as possible so he can carry all my weight. With my other leg, I’m trying to trip your leg to try to knock you down, even though I know I might end up on the ground with you.

BrutusB

We lock up like 2 bulls fighting over territory, snorting and grunting trying to show strength. Our skin touches and it's like an electric shock through my body. My greater size is showing as u give up ground slowly. I feel ur foot getting behind my leg as u attempt to throw me off balance. No No. I swing my leg back around urs and thrust my pecs on urs bending over the top rope bending ur back. The ref calls for a break. I keep my massive chest on urs arms extended then as I step back I put my hand under ur jaw and give it hard shove back. Some fans boo my actions

Nikkiman

I didn’t realize the level of control you had. I didn’t realize how responsive you were. I couldn’t bring you down. But the ropes are there and the referee is asking us to let go of the catch. But I get the impression that you are continuing. A pain begins to cross my back that is completely bent. I feel your powerful hands against my jaw. I have to do something to resist. My arms are too far from your body to kick you. I have to try something. I know I’m going to suffer. I try to lean on my legs, lift them up to your chest. I hope I have enough strength to send you across the ring in a monkey flip.

BrutusB

Ur face grimacing with my weight on un ur body. When I tale a long time to break the ref starts to count 1 2 I break slowly shoving ur jaw back As I step back u jump getting ur feet to my body then u show ur agility and strength monkey flipping my big body in the air landing with a big thud on the mat. I roll up to my feet hand to my lower back with the crowd cheering ur move. I face u and circle arms raised again sweating more under the bright lights.

Nikkiman

I hear the silence of the crowd when I manage to send you across the ring. For a few moments, I am proud of my movement and happy to have taken the hand for a few moments on this match. But I know you. I know that it takes more to bully you. Besides, you get up quickly, almost as if nothing had happened. I try to ease the pain into my back. I don’t want to waste time. I have to be quick. I see you, massive and imposing. I know myself and I know I can’t use my power movements. Our 60 lbs difference will not be to my advantage. I approach you by gaining momentum. Instead of hitting you I cling to your chest. My legs around your pelvis and my hands around your head. I try to cut your breath in a choke guillotine.

BrutusB

We move around watching each other then u come in fast past my arms and u lock ur muscled arms around my neck in a guillotine choke arggh .. ur fans cheering .. I can't let u keep the hold or take me down with it. I wrap my arms around ur body managing to lock my hands on ur back . I grunt using my power to lift and throw u back over me to the mat. breaking the choke hold BAM I gesture to the ref about a choke.

Nikkiman

Your resistance is simply unbelievable. While I was going to stop you from breathing, you throw yourself forward while I still hold on to you. I am totally powerless to prevent your 262 lbs from falling on my body. I physically feel your power and I know that I will not come out unharmed from this fight. You are now on top of me. I know I can’t lift your muscle mass, but I have to try to get rid of it as soon as possible. I try to move the pelvis as quickly as possible so that your legs cannot close on me. I know that the rest of the fight depends on it. I move them very quickly in the hope that this will allow me to escape this bad grip.

BrutusB

My body come down on urs.. sweat flies.. I have a chance to get control using my weight advantage.. of course u fight hard flailing ur legs and bucking ur body . u are able to get me off u for the moment ... seeing u on the mat still I have to act fast.... flex my huge arm and drop my elbow to ur muscled, tattooed chest striking u right on Corinthians

Nikkiman

I have seldom fought so hard. I have never fought so hard to face so much resistance. I manage to get you out of me but I see that you get back up faster than me. My body is getting tired. It hasn’t been that long we’ve been fighting, but the beatings you’re carrying are of a violence I’ve rarely seen. I see you bending your biceps and letting go. I’m driving as fast as I can, hoping you crash on the carpet instead of my poor body.

BrutusB

As I start coming down with my elbow. I see u trying to move and avoid the elbow strike I don't hit dead on my target but my arm drives into ur ribs as U move stopping ur body a loud moan comes from ur mouth as I finally make u feel some pain I grab ur hair pulling u back into my arms and I start to slide my arms under ur pits for a full nelson

Nikkiman

I didn’t drive fast enough. Aaaaaaaa when your fucking elbow explodes my ribs, the pain is so great that I have my breathing cut off. I feel you lifting me up. The pain goes to my head. You caught me by my hair to straighten me up. My feet are on the ground. I feel your chest against my back, your hands behind my neck. Don’t panic. I bend down a bit and pass a leg behind yours. I spread my arms to try to get you to drop the grip and hope it’s possible to drop you.

BrutusB

I sense this my chance to take control of the match and slow u down..... as i strive to lock my hands on the back of ur neck..... my chest against ur broad back. u bend down and hook ur leg behind mine then u thrust ur body back widening ur arms. pushing into me I have to release the nelson and I stumble back to the ropes and manage to stay on my feet.... DAMN i thought i had u

Nikkiman

I managed to push back your full nelson. Each one of your attacks pushes me to go to the depths of my technique to resist it. Each of your attacks pushes me to my limits. Each of your attacks exhausts and strengthens me. I don’t know what this match will bring, I don’t know if I could win it, but I will come out better, it’s obvious. I still see you standing. I don’t see myself and I think it’s better because I know that exhaustion is starting to be visible. The crowd has become silent, suspended from each of our movements. I must try to continue to weaken you even if I know your resistance. I push you in the ropes and when you bounce I try to send you a heabutt in your belly.

BrutusB

Both of us sweating heavily now . Neither of us has been able to dominate the other. The crowd has been fairly quiet not sure who to cheer for and admiring the skill and strength of the 2 combatants. I'm standing against the ropes lamenting that I could not lock the nelson completely on. I start to move out toward u when u move in fast shoving me into the ropes. When I bounce off I run into ur head striking my ripped abs ooooooof I grunt and go back into the ropes coming off again my arm out trying to hit ur pecs with a clothesline

Nikkiman

I managed to get you to back down. That alone is a victory for me. I know that all these shots will not allow me to win but one after the other... As long as I resist you, I am happy... As long as I learn, I am happy and with you, I learn like never before. I see that you fall into the ropes... But it gives you momentum. You’re coming at me with a clothesline. 260 lbs of power in my body could just break me in half. I need to take advantage of the weight difference. Before you connect to my body, my arms are ready. They cling to your neck so I can do a full ride over you. When I fall in front of you, I try to crush you on the ground with a DDT.

BrutusB

My big arm extended as I go toward u hoping to catch u by surprise after the headbutt to my abs as I am about to make contact ur arms catch my bull neck u leap and take me down with a vicious DDT.. I can barely get my arms in front of my face to avoid getting knocked out AARGHHHH but I'm dazed rolling on the mat Now th e fans are standing hooting

Nikkiman

As I see you crushed on the ground, I begin to regain hope. Even if I see that you were able to protect yourself with your hands, I smile. I’ve been searching deep down what I know to do to counter your clothesline. I smile because I’m happy. Not to have knocked you down, not to have taken a small advantage in this match, but to have the chance to face you, to have the chance to progress by facing you. I have to go fast while being focused. I see you on the ground. I grab you by the head to make you turn and you are your back in front of me. I get up quickly and then lean on my legs to send my feet on your head hoping to continue to dazed you.

BrutusB

rolling on the mat shaking my head trying to clear my senses. If I don't the French powerhouse will systematically punish me regardless of my size and strength .. U move in quickly as always grasping my head sitting me up with a snap mare and u send ur feet to the back of ym wide neck uggh another nasty shot for my head jerking it. my hands fly to my neck and I instinctively roll to the ropes and slide under to the outside in need of recovery ..UI walk around the ring fans not happy twisting my neck keeping my eyes on u as the ref counts

Nikkiman

I see you rolling out of the ring. I can’t help but feel a sense of pride. I managed, temporarily I know, to scare you away. I know that I can’t jump out of the ring or put myself in danger. I know that getting close to the ropes is risky. A moment of madness takes me while the referee begins the count. I sit in a suit in the middle of the ring. And I look at you... with a big smile and stars in my eyes.

BrutusB

Walking around the rig ignoring the fans..my head clearing I see u with a satisfied smile on ur handsome face Not sure whether to be angry or wink back.. I stop at side of ring ref counts 9 I slide in to break the count then right back out smirking at the fans yelling "chicken" at me.. slowly I climb the steps making sure you aren't close and step back in adjust my squares and beckon u in to lock up

Nikkiman

I see you coming up. Your face is divided between the anger I see clearly but your eyes give another impression... As if you were happy. I dare not tell myself that I can be proud of myself. But what I feel is a bit like that. I hear the audience calling you "chicken". I look at the spectators who say that and signal them to shut up IMMEDIATELY. You’re too much of a fighter for me to accept that the public is behaving this way with you. I see you approaching me, your legs firmly anchored in the ground and ready for a lock up. I put myself in position. I know we’re both tired, but I hope the previous moves made you tired. When our two bodies connect, when my arms are around your neck and shoulders, I rotate my right arm on top of your ompolate trying to knock you into a hip toss.

BrutusB

The fans have been giving me a hard time for exiting the ring after absorbing some hard blows. That's a strategy that my dad/coach taught me. I've learned to be pay no attention to them but Nikki, the great sportsman that he is does not appreciate their behaviour and signals them to stop. It almost brings a smile to my face but I have to concentrate on getting back into this match. In the ring I move slowly toward u to reengage. It pears that we will lock up but I don't expect tat will be what you intend. Our arms come together and, as anticipated you shift your body for a hip toss. I Immediately wrap one leg around urs blocking the toss. Then I wrap my arm around ur head in a front facelock , and free my leg , my other hand grips the side of ur trunks, I grunt and lift u straight up , holding u vertically as fan s gasp then drop u down with a huge suplex THUD the ring shakes from the impact of ur body hitting the mat.

Nikkiman

I see you back in the ring. I think I’ve found a way to dominate you. But I haven’t been careful enough. I’ve taken too much trust. I feel you blocking my grip. Nooooo. You grab my boxer and start lifting me up. I quickly find myself in the air. You carry me like I don’t weigh anything. I know the shock will be terrible. I’m trying to hit you with the hand that normally hangs on your trunks. I know that the blows are not going to be very strong, but I hope it will throw me off balance. But it doesn’t help. I feel my back exploding on the web. I hear the sound of my fall. I hear the silence in the crowd as if time were suspended. The pain running through my body is enormous. I know I have to keep fighting. I know I don’t want this match to end here. But damn it hurts.

BrutusB

Needing to get myself back in this difficult fight with Nikki I am able to block ur move absorb some punches to my ribs and deliver a thundering, ring shaking suplex causing the fans to go quiet... music to my ears ... I wink at the crowd... getting to my feet I grab ur hair to pull u up, the ref yelling at me.. then I pull u into a bearhug squeezing my 23" pythons bulging.. knuckles digging into ur spine.. I lift u off the mat shake ur body my head buried in ur side nnnnnnnngh trying to crush the air out of ur lungs

Nikkiman

As I moan in pain, I feel your hand lifting me by my hair. I hear the referee asking you to let go. I can hear the crowd starting to take your side even though some of my fans are speechless. I feel your powerful arms encircle me to crush me in half, pierce my spine and make me run out of air. The rage is so great in me that I’d like to put my fingers in your eyes to make sure you let me go. But I don’t want to use cheap shots. I want an honest fight between us.

The pain is growing. My elbows are at your neck. I bend them and violently hit your neck in the hope that this will allow you to release me.

BrutusB

Both of us sweating heavily, our muscled bodies tight together as I try to weaken u more and more with my bearhug . grunting and squeezing holding u off the mat.. ur face turning red as ur breathing becomes labored. U raise ur arms and begin hammering my bullneck with ur elbows trying to get free ugh ugh ugh Anger flashes in my eyes as u hit me.... I set my feet wide then belly to bely suplex u over me to the canvas ..THUD.... another violent landing for ur beautiful body causing ur fans to groan

Nikkiman

Your body against mine wears me out. Your arms against my arms hurt me. I grimace, I’m exhausted. My body is covered with sweat. I know I have less strength. I know you’re meticulously destroying me. But I’m going to keep fighting. I’m not giving up. I want to show you that I am a true wrestler and not just a beautiful body. I feel that you are suffering from my blows. But I don’t have time to put my feet on the ground. I start flying again and come back to crash on the ground in a suplex. I know we’re at a turning point in the match. I know I don’t have much luck, but I’m going to keep fighting. I drag myself to the turnbuckle and lean back to stand. When I get up, I see you and I look at you with a deep smile that seems to show you all the respect I have for you and all the honor I feel in fighting you.

BrutusB

U crash to the mat again from a suplex.. I roll up to my feet seeing u dragging urself to the corner and struggling to ur feet .. ur handsome face creased showing pain from the punishment I have been able to inflict on u ....but even now affecting a smile showing u still enjoy the contest and challenge .. . I can't take time to admire ur fighting spirit.. I move in quickly bulling my chest into u then grasping the ropes on each side I lower a broad shoulder and jackhammer u body with spears bam bam bam

Nikkiman

I know your attack is going to be brutal. I feel it because you don’t even see the admiring look I’m leaving you. I know I’m weak. I know you clearly have the advantage. But weight and strength don’t do it all in a fight. I didn’t turn on the turnbuckle at random. There’s a reason for that. I see you coming at me, but before you can connect, I quickly duck out of the way and fall on my ass hoping that your massive shoulder will explode on the turnbuckle.

BrutusB

Trying to hold ur sweaty body body pinned n the corner to allow me to use my shoulder to further weaken u..... as my shoulder shoots forward I sense u smartly dropping to ur ass avoid the contact. the ring post is ahead of me. I shift my body to one side and prevent the wicked contact with the steel post. which could have been deadly. I change my sights pulling back raisng my arms and driving an atmic elbow to the top of ur skull

Nikkiman

I have never fought so quickly. I have never met an opponent of your power. I’m barely on the ground that already, you avoid the pole and I see you turn to fall on my with an atomic elbow. I don’t know where I find the strength to resist. I don’t know where I find the strength to roll away from you by making you crash on the carpet. I don’t want to lose this fight that way. I’ve never been in such a state during a fight. I’m totally determined to resist and I think I’m willing to do anything not to let you win this way.

BrutusB

My elbow nails ur head as ur loyal fans groan I have to be methodical and stay on top of u at every moment to block ur great wrestling skills. knowing u have to be somewhat dazed i pull u to ur feet my hand brushes ur bulge then slides between ur muscled legs to ur ass.. I crotch lift u backing out of the corner then turn and slam ur body down on my outstretched leg with an over the knee backbreaker ur body draped over my leg as my hands press down on ur body damaging ur back more

Nikkiman

Despite my will I have not managed to dodge your elbow which comes to bang my head. I am groggy for a few moments. It gives you time to bully me. The pain in my back wakes me up. You’re breaking me in half. I tighten the jaws so as not to scream. I tighten the muscles to try to resist. As long as I can, I’ll try to show you my worth. I know you’re a fucking fighter. But I just want to show you that I would fight to the end. My arm stretches between your legs. I squeeze it and I begin to give violent blows in your thighs, repeated blows trying to put my last forces in place to force you to let go of me.

BrutusB

Holding ur body on my thigh my quad pulsing as my hands press down on ur chest and leg my leg bouncing to increase the pain u are feeling.. ur face is comforted as pain flows though ur back.. sweat dripping off my bald head onto ur smooth pecs.. I know u will continue to fight to ur last breath.....ur arm and fist flail at my huge thighs I grunt feeling the blows.. I stand pulling up with me I stuff ur head between my legs I draw my thumb along my throat .. the fans booing.. my arms wrap ur body and arms and I hoist u on my broad shoulder into a Canadian backbreaker carrying u around te ring bouncing ur body

Nikkiman

I know my punches hurt you. but I realize that fighting you is too complicated. I find myself on your shoulder like a miserable piece of meat. I know I shouldn’t, but I’m going to keep fighting. I know I shouldn’t do it because I’m going to end up breaking, destroying. But I’m going to do it. I need to prove to myself that I can resist you. I’m desperate to move my body, to wiggle. I want to fall off your shoulder, I want to take back my freedom. I am now ready to do anything for you to let me go. My left arm is under your right arm. I’m trying to move it closer to your shoulder to press your trapeze. I’m trying to grab your nerve to create incredible pain.

BrutusB

ur chest glistening under the ring lights as I walk around the ring bouncing ur body on my shoulder.. every few steps I drop to a knee to jolt ur back more. I hear ur muffled groans but when the ref asks if u submit u refuse wanting to fight to the end with all that u have in ur magnificent body. i try to move ur body waving ur arms to get free with no luck. I feel ur left arm moving to my shoulder for some reason I don't know. I decide it is time to change my strategy.. I shift ur body to get my arms under ur pits then I slam u down with a brutal POWERBOMB the crowd gasps as U crash down on ur neck and shoulders

Nikkiman

When I feel you throw me on the ground in a powerbomb, I know that my chances of victory are minimal. My neck and shoulders crash to the ground. I am not yet unconscious but I am no longer fully conscious. I know my hopes of victory are dwindling, but I will continue to fight. I am exhausted, I am only pain but I will continue to fight. You will probably destroy me. You’ll probably crush me, but I’ll keep fighting.

BrutusB

The noise of ur landing echoes throughout the arena ....few men could survive such crash.. I mount ur body sitting on u r chest hooking ur legs under my arms and I fold u into a match book pin u r weight on ur shoulders... ur legs and lower body lifted uo.. the ref drops down and counts 1....2

Nikkiman

I know I’m finished. I know it’s crazy, I know it’s useless, but I’m trying to resist. I know it would be very difficult for me to come back, but I’m trying to lift my shoulder off the ground. I’m totally unconscious. I am totally proud but I must continue to resist. I try as much as I can to lift my shoulder despite your weight and mine. I don’t have the strength to be more violent. But I have the strength to resist. I don’t know if that’s going to help. My face isn’t smiling anymore. I realized that I had no chance in this fight. But I try, I try. As long as I breathe, I will fight.

BrutusB

Sitting on u I'm staring into ur eyes still flashing defiance but ur body has been beaten down relentlessly once I got the upper hand. U mange to squirm and attempt to resist but I have u folded up in a position that leaves u no chance to avoid being pinned.. The ref shouts.... 3 ....and calls for the bell to end this gruelling match

DING DING DING

I stand and the ref raises my arm as the winner to a mixture of cheers and boos

Nikkiman

I’m having trouble getting up. The thoughts in my mind are dark. I just lost that fight. I replay the different moments of this fight in my head just to understand what I need to improve. At the same time, I think I’m glad I fought you. I think I’ve learned a lot tonight, despite my defeat, and I know that defeats make progress. The pain and humiliation are too great for me to move from the canva.

BrutusB

My huge chest heaving as exhaustion sets in I extend my hand to u and help u to ur feet then give u a hug. "Ur a great fighter Nikki. I'm proud to be in the ring with U" .. I raise ur arm to the fans turning to all corners of the arena.. Now the fans are standing cheering for both warriors who gave them such a great wrestling match.

Nikkiman

When I see you helping me up, when I see you hugging me, when I see you raising my hand, when I see you cheering for me by the fans, I ask the referee for the microphone. I take the floor, a little moved by the defeat, totally exhausted: "Ladies and gentlemen, make a triumph to Brutus!" And the smile that you made me lose during this match comes back. I’m sad to have lost but so proud to have faced you.

BrutusB

U surprise me by taking the microphone and calling for the fans to salute me which they do. I nod to all 4 sides of the ring see ur gorgeous smile back on ur face.. I grin put my hand around ur shoulder and we , backslapping leave the ring through applauding, backslapping fans to the locker room 2 very tired competitors

END OF THE FIGHT

Published: 2023-02-17, viewed 73 times.