This is the original story. I will then publish the new story (follow up)
Robert felt somewhat uneasy about tonight's match. It wasn't his opponent that bothered him, although Steve was a very formidable opponent who would do many things to win, but rather the referee for tonight, Jason. Jason was a scrupulously fair referee and was in very high demand for difficult matches. However, Robert felt that he may be on the hit list tonight. In his last three matches, Robert had actually lost by disqualification for using a foreign object. In all three instances, the objects had been brought in the ring by his opponent, but he managed to get them away and was caught using them. Thus he had a reputation as a dirty wrestler among the refs. While he knew that Jason would not hold that against him directly, he also knew that Jason would go to any lengths to keep the fight fair and above board and that led to some unease on his part. Not helping the matter was that he and Steve did not like each other and had had several heated and brutal matches in the past. The final cause of his concern was that his second, John, had not shown up and it was almost time for the match. Even with a fair ref, Robert knew that he needed a second for tonight's match, but the rules were very specific that the second had be certified and he knew that no substitution would be accepted. His only hope was that John would show up soon
The ring rep stuck his head in the door of the dressing room and announced, "Hey, Robert. About five minutes until ring time and the ref will do the shakedown in the ring."
The gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach continued to deepen with those words. Sighing, Robert took one last look in the mirror and was pleased with the sight that greeted him back. Robert stood 6' tall and weighed 210 pounds. He had short, dark, black hair, and a nice light tan. He had blue eyes and a rugged, chiselled face best described as labourer handsome. His body was well muscled and tight, with a thick growth of dark hair on his pecs and trailing down the centre of his abdomen before disappearing into his tight purple and yellow trunks. The outline of his thin protective cup, required by the league, could be seen in the tight trunks, which also displayed his gorgeous muscular ass. He elected not to wear a jacket into the ring.
The announcer called the wrestlers for the next fight, and he jogged into the ring to mostly cheers, especially from the female members of the crowd. His opponent, Steve, entered next being accompanied by his second for the night, Roger. Roger and Steve occasionally tag teamed together, but only in underground leagues. Steve also stood 6' tall, but was slightly smaller that Robert at only 195 pounds. He looked like a typical beach boy with medium length blond hair (dyed by the sun), a nice dark tan, and piercing blue eyes. He was extremely good looking and was the picture of the "baby face" good guy. However, his wrestling style was anything but that of a good guy. Tonight his wrestling outfit was a University of Georgia singled, worn to congratulate the University Wrestling Team for winning the NCAA wrestling tournament. Several of those wrestler's were in the crowd tonight and appreciated the gesture. A few of them even appreciated Steve's wrestling style.
The two wrestler's met in the middle of the ring for the pre-fight check. Jason first turned to Steve and said, "Okay, pull the straps down off your shoulders and down to the waist."
"Hey, why the hell would I," began Steve.
Interrupting the wrestler Jason replied, "Just shut the fuck up and do what you are told or forfeit the match. I'm not putting up with any bullshit tonight."
Steve shot the ref a challenging look before complying with the request, Robert felt the knot in his stomach expand even more. He knew that he was in for a rough time even before the match began.
Jason carefully examined the waistband of Steve's trunks and examined the knee pads he was wearing, satisfying himself that all was well.
He then turned to Robert and looked him right in the eye and without so much as blinking demanded "Okay, hot shot, strip."
Robert was stunned by the request and hesitated for a few seconds before responding "What do you mean?" "I mean strip your cheating hide butt naked. I have no intention of putting up with any of your bullshit tonight and am going to exam you from head to toe."
"Hey come on, you can't do that here, If you wanted to do that you could have done it in the dressing room," Robert protested. In spite of his good-looking body, Robert was still somewhat shy.
"Listen to me and listen good. This isn't negotiable. The fans have a right to know that I am running a clean fight and after your last few performances, you have forfeited any rights you might have had. Now we do this my way, or the match is over right now."
Realizing he had no choice, Robert responded by stripping down. He had to make a conscious effort not to cover himself because he knew that would have only made maters worse, if they could be any worse. Steve took fully advantage of the situation to laugh, point and humiliate his opponent to the fans and Roger. He especially enjoyed pointing out Robert's small cock which only measured about 3" in the flaccid state below which hung a rather large sets of balls-a definite mismatch in the size. While the ref carefully examined the jockstrap, protective cup and wrestling trunks, the crowd laughed, some jeered and some were simply a little stunned. However, all were amused at the "small cock on the massive man" as one frat guy called out. Steve also took advantage of this time to go over and talk to Roger, who managed to insert a hard plastic insert into one of the knee pads as well as a couple of other objects into the singled. Amazingly enough, no one in the crowd caught the action as there attention was focused on Robert and Jason.
Much to Robert's chagrin, the flashbulbs of many camera's were going off recording the event for posterity as well as a video cam or two. The knot in his stomach had now blossomed into a full size body ache. Satisfied with his inspection of the gear, Jason made Robert turn around, bend over and "spread your cheeks". This brought numerous laughs and howls, as well a great photo or two which would appear on the web site of the league. Jason returned the clothing to the wrestler and allowed him to dress.
His message had been sent loud and clear --- he was watching Robert closely. Once Robert was ready to go, Jason signalled for the match to begin.
After circling each other several times with starts and stop at holds, the two wrestlers locked up in a test of strength with their hands over the heads. Robert slowly began to get the edge, however, he was a little too close to the ropes. Roger jumped up on the ring edge and tried to grab the back of Robert's trunks. Jason was in position however, and quickly interceded forcing Roger back to the floor. Once Jason was out of view of the action, Steve responded with a loaded knee into the groin of his opponent. While the protective cup absorbed some of the blow, it was still enough to break the concentration and strength allowing Steve to force Robert down to his knees. He managed to get a second knee into the groin before Robert hit the mat. As Jason turned back to the action, all he saw was Robert being forced to his knees as a result of losing the strength match. Once Robert hit the canvas, Steve, still holding the hands, crossed Robert's hands around his neck, placed his knee in the back of his kneeling opponent and applied pressure to the Japanese strangle hold. Steve know had control of the match. It was a control he had no intention of losing.
After several minutes of the hold, Steve released the hold. As Robert brought his hands and arms back to the front of his body, Steve grabbed Robert in a headlock and delivered a bulldog, driving the forehead into the mat. He stood and waved to the crowd before turning to pull his opponent to a full standing position. Grabbing Robert by his right wrist he twisted and threw him across the ring and into the far ring post back first. He quickly followed up with a running shoulder block, driving his shoulder into Robert's midsection, forcing the air from his lungs and driving his back into the turn buckle. He then delivered a couple of blows into the exposed stomach, causing the ref to get between the two wrestlers. He forced Steve back out into the centre of the ring while berating him for using illegal blows. Robert had fallen to his knees still in the corner. Roger reached through the ropes and pushing on the back knocked Robert onto his stomach on the mat. He then grabbed one of Robert's ankles in each hand, made sure each leg was around a different side of the ring post and pulled back as hard as he could, pulling Robert's crotch into the ring post. Even with the protective cup in place, the positioning still delivered a sharp painful blow to the cock and balls. Being short of breath from the earlier blows, all Robert could do was curl up into a protective ball.
When Jason turned toward the corner, all he saw was Robert on the mat in a curled position. He assumed that this was from the shoulder block and illegal stomach blows and did not interfere when Steve walked over to his fallen opponent and delivered a series of kicks into the low back and sides.
Steve then pulled Robert from the mat by his hair (a tactic so common by all the wrestlers that the refs essentially ignored it) and crotch lifted him into a standing cross body hold. Positioning Robert in the appropriate place, Steve then charged across the ring driving the kidney areas into the ring turnbuckle. This was repeated several times, before Robert was brought across Steve's knee in a back breaker. He balanced Robert on his knee and applied pressure to the chin and upper thigh. This caused Robert's crotch to be on prominent display. However, Steve knew that Jason would never allow a crotch shot to pass without major problems, so he passed up the opportunity-at least for the time being.
Tiring of this hold, he dropped Robert to the mat, repositioned him on his stomach and delivered a series of knee drops and kicks into the lower back. He knew that if he could incapacitate his opponent's lower back the tide of the battle would definitely turn toward him.
He left Robert laying on the mat and walked over to Roger, conferring with him on the next series of moves. Mainly trying to figure out a way to deliver some debilitating and humiliating blows to his opponent. But both knew that Jason was going to be hard to get around.
Returning to the middle of the ring, Steve grabbed Robert who had managed to pull himself up to a kneeling position and applied a standing abdominal stretch. The time had come to loosen up the abdominal muscles. After applying the hold for about 5 minutes he released it and sent Robert flying across the ring and into the ropes. As Robert rebounded from the ropes he was greeted with a knee into the pit of his stomach. Being an expert at such matters, Steve placed the knee such that it struck low, just above the pubic bone. Technically an illegal move since it was below the belt, but one that a referee would never be able to call. Twice more this was repeated. Next Robert was backed into the corner and received a series of quick rapid closed fists into the pit of the stomach and lower abdomen. Jason was quick to break up the hold, but this time while berating Steve kept both Roger and Robert in full view thwarting any plans for illegal activity. Realizing the that chance for much further damage was minimal, Steve was about to go for the final moves before a pin when the perfect diversion occurred.
Arriving late for the match was John, Robert's second. However, Jason was having none of this and met John outside the ring. As per league rules he demanded to see certification as a manager. Normally this would have been done pre-match (as it was for Roger) but since John was late he could not have been pre-certified. Jason did not have the time, or if truth be known inclination, to do the job now.
Seizing upon the opportunity, Steve grabbed Robert and with Rogers help, forced him out onto the ring apron. His arms were outstretched and then trapped between the top two ropes. Jumping to the arena floor, Steve grabbed the left leg, Roger grabbed the right leg, and simultaneously they pulled down and out splitting the crotch. Roger then pulled out a pair of brass knuckles, which his slipped onto Steve's right hand and Steve then delivered a powerful uppercut into the exposed crotch. Even the protective cup he was wearing was not enough to absorb the full brunt of the blow and Robert felt like a freight train had hit him. The pain was so intense that the scream hung in his throat.
So lost in his attempt to help his partner, John was unaware of what was happening to him and continued to argue with Jason.
Roger was not satisfied with the response of the last blow and reached up pulling down the trunk's of the suspended wrestler, reaching into the jock strap and removed the protective cup. He then tossed it into the crowd. With an evil leer on his lips, Steve then proceeded to deliver a second blow into the now defenceless crotch. The force of the blow drove the large, soft nuts up into the pubic bone where they were trapped between the fist and the bone, they flattened out before springing back. Robert now truly understood the meaning of the word pain as the atomic bomb exploded in his nuts. A third blow was delivered before Robert was released from the ropes and dropped to the arena floor where he lay rocking back and forth in pain. Realizing that they still had a few moments before Jason was back in the action, Roger and Steve picked Robert off the floor and with much difficulty pried his hands from his crotch. They each then got under a shoulder and began walking toward the metal guardrails separating the crowd from the action. For those who didn't know better it looked like two friends helping a third. Upon reach the dividers, Roger kicked one so that it was facing the ring. On the count of three, he and Steve picked Robert up by the thighs and then dropped him crotch, well really balls, first onto the unyielding bar completing the pain lesson. Robert was all but out of it as he was thrown back into the ring.
Jason had finally managed to dispatch John back to the locker room, when he re-entered the ring to a downed Robert clutching his groin and a smirking Steve standing over him. Jason knew something had happened, but was unable to prove it. He mentally kicked himself for allowing the long distraction. Steve delivered a series of kicks and stomps to the back and abdomen before placing Robert in a headlock. He then held onto the headlock until Robert was able to regain his voice and submit. That was the most humiliating of all. The record would indicate that Robert had submitted to a simple headlock.
Raising his arms in victory, Steve was joined in the ring by Roger. The tag team still wasn't quite finished wrecking havoc yet. With an apparently well planned approach they charged the down Robert and ripped his trunks and jockstrap off leaving him naked except for his boots. Jason was pushed to the side and actually fell through the ropes and hitting the floor temporarily stunning himself.
Once again Steve and Roger assumed the "friends helping friends" stance, but this time simply turned the defeated stud to all four sides of the rings where cameras and videos could record the bloated bruised nuts resting below the tiny cock. Seeing Jason regaining his feet, the two decided the time had come for their special finishing move. Robert was placed in on corner with one leg inside the ring and one outside. Steve stood holding the leg inside the ring, while Roger stood on the apron. A little positioning made sure that Robert's ball sack was resting under his body on the ropes. At a predetermined signal, the two wrestlers began pulling their victim down the ropes giving a rope burn to the already battered balls. Once they reached the centre of the rope, Robert was lifted so that his nuts were about two feet from the rope and on the count of three Roger jumped off the ring apron, and Steve dropped to the mat, both while still holding onto Robert's ankles. His balls made contact with the top rope which gave about 1 foot before the recoil pulled his ankles free and catapulting him into the centre of the ring. By this time Jason had regained his senses and the ring, but all he could do was prevent further damage. Laughing, Steve and Roger retired to the heel dressing room, leaving the arena under a mostly applauding and appreciative crowd.
In the ring Jason had removed his referee's jersey to cover Robert. In doing so he revealed a very muscular and well developed chest. Both Steve and Roger saw this before exiting the floor and began plotting how to get hold of Jason for a little action as well.
John had come to the ring and with Jason's help they escorted Robert to the face dressing room. However, the decided to place him in a private office instead. Jason had to get back to the next match and John quickly went looking for assistance. All of this was observed by the two heels who seized the available opportunity to finish what had been started.
They rushed into the room and grabbed an unresisting Robert. He was placed on the corner of the desk with his legs off to the side. With each one of them standing between the legs they were able to make sure that the crotch was wide open, with the enlarging nuts resting defencelessly on the desk.
Steve began pounding fist after fist into the nuts. Robert was unable to offer much defence even though he realized that Steve was trying to do permanent damage. He then released the last of his pride and began to beg his tormentors to stop.
"Alright pussy boy here is the deal. We will set up a tag match with you and John after you have healed from tonight. Except you ain't going to wrestle," Steve began.
Noticing the look of confusion on Robert's face, Roger delivered another blow to the nuts and said "It's real simple. You are going to let us have your partner to beat on two on one. You will distract the referee for us, pretend concern, but will not tag in. NO MATTER WHAT."
As the last three words were said and punch for each word was delivered into the nuts. "In exchange for that, we let YOU keep you nuts, although your partner will not. And that only seems fair since it was him that gave us the opportunity to do this to you tonight."
Another punch as Steve added "And any attempt to stop or interfere with us, and we will find you." "So what's is it going to be. Do you become a nut less boy pussy tonight, or do you surrender your partners nuts?"
"Okay, okay, leave me alone. I'll do it," sobbed Robert as he was in more pain that he knew was possible. Roger and Steve each delivered a final blow before leaving to return to their dressing room. They were already plotting their tag action, especially how to incapacitate the ref for a truly memorable and brutal tag bout. Their luck continued to hold as John returned with a doctor just seconds after they left.
Robert could not look his partner in the eye, but he had already begun to rationalize his decision. After all, it was John's fault. He had distracted the referee, hadn't he?
Robert's Ball Bashing
by The Mangler
Robert felt somewhat uneasy about tonight's match. It wasn't his opponent that bothered him, although Steve was a very formidable opponent who would do many things to win, but rather the referee for tonight, Jason. Jason was a scrupulously fair referee and was in very high demand for difficult matches. However, Robert felt that he may be on the hit list tonight. In his last three matches, Robert had actually lost by disqualification for using a foreign object. In all three instances, the objects had been brought in the ring by his opponent, but he managed to get them away and was caught using them. Thus he had a reputation as a dirty wrestler among the refs. While he knew that Jason would not hold that against him directly, he also knew that Jason would go to any lengths to keep the fight fair and above board and that led to some unease on his part. Not helping the matter was that he and Steve did not like each other and had had several heated and brutal matches in the past. The final cause of his concern was that his second, John, had not shown up and it was almost time for the match. Even with a fair ref, Robert knew that he needed a second for tonight's match, but the rules were very specific that the second had be certified and he knew that no substitution would be accepted. His only hope was that John would show up soon
The ring rep stuck his head in the door of the dressing room and announced, "Hey, Robert. About five minutes until ring time and the ref will do the shakedown in the ring."
The gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach continued to deepen with those words. Sighing, Robert took one last look in the mirror and was pleased with the sight that greeted him back. Robert stood 6' tall and weighed 210 pounds. He had short, dark, black hair, and a nice light tan. He had blue eyes and a rugged, chiselled face best described as labourer handsome. His body was well muscled and tight, with a thick growth of dark hair on his pecs and trailing down the centre of his abdomen before disappearing into his tight purple and yellow trunks. The outline of his thin protective cup, required by the league, could be seen in the tight trunks, which also displayed his gorgeous muscular ass. He elected not to wear a jacket into the ring.
The announcer called the wrestlers for the next fight, and he jogged into the ring to mostly cheers, especially from the female members of the crowd. His opponent, Steve, entered next being accompanied by his second for the night, Roger. Roger and Steve occasionally tag teamed together, but only in underground leagues. Steve also stood 6' tall, but was slightly smaller that Robert at only 195 pounds. He looked like a typical beach boy with medium length blond hair (dyed by the sun), a nice dark tan, and piercing blue eyes. He was extremely good looking and was the picture of the "baby face" good guy. However, his wrestling style was anything but that of a good guy. Tonight his wrestling outfit was a University of Georgia singled, worn to congratulate the University Wrestling Team for winning the NCAA wrestling tournament. Several of those wrestler's were in the crowd tonight and appreciated the gesture. A few of them even appreciated Steve's wrestling style.
The two wrestler's met in the middle of the ring for the pre-fight check. Jason first turned to Steve and said, "Okay, pull the straps down off your shoulders and down to the waist."
"Hey, why the hell would I," began Steve.
Interrupting the wrestler Jason replied, "Just shut the fuck up and do what you are told or forfeit the match. I'm not putting up with any bullshit tonight."
Steve shot the ref a challenging look before complying with the request, Robert felt the knot in his stomach expand even more. He knew that he was in for a rough time even before the match began.
Jason carefully examined the waistband of Steve's trunks and examined the knee pads he was wearing, satisfying himself that all was well.
He then turned to Robert and looked him right in the eye and without so much as blinking demanded "Okay, hot shot, strip."
Robert was stunned by the request and hesitated for a few seconds before responding "What do you mean?" "I mean strip your cheating hide butt naked. I have no intention of putting up with any of your bullshit tonight and am going to exam you from head to toe."
"Hey come on, you can't do that here, If you wanted to do that you could have done it in the dressing room," Robert protested. In spite of his good-looking body, Robert was still somewhat shy.
"Listen to me and listen good. This isn't negotiable. The fans have a right to know that I am running a clean fight and after your last few performances, you have forfeited any rights you might have had. Now we do this my way, or the match is over right now."
Realizing he had no choice, Robert responded by stripping down. He had to make a conscious effort not to cover himself because he knew that would have only made maters worse, if they could be any worse. Steve took fully advantage of the situation to laugh, point and humiliate his opponent to the fans and Roger. He especially enjoyed pointing out Robert's small cock which only measured about 3" in the flaccid state below which hung a rather large sets of balls-a definite mismatch in the size. While the ref carefully examined the jockstrap, protective cup and wrestling trunks, the crowd laughed, some jeered and some were simply a little stunned. However, all were amused at the "small cock on the massive man" as one frat guy called out. Steve also took advantage of this time to go over and talk to Roger, who managed to insert a hard plastic insert into one of the knee pads as well as a couple of other objects into the singled. Amazingly enough, no one in the crowd caught the action as there attention was focused on Robert and Jason.
Much to Robert's chagrin, the flashbulbs of many camera's were going off recording the event for posterity as well as a video cam or two. The knot in his stomach had now blossomed into a full size body ache. Satisfied with his inspection of the gear, Jason made Robert turn around, bend over and "spread your cheeks". This brought numerous laughs and howls, as well a great photo or two which would appear on the web site of the league. Jason returned the clothing to the wrestler and allowed him to dress.
His message had been sent loud and clear --- he was watching Robert closely. Once Robert was ready to go, Jason signalled for the match to begin.
After circling each other several times with starts and stop at holds, the two wrestlers locked up in a test of strength with their hands over the heads. Robert slowly began to get the edge, however, he was a little too close to the ropes. Roger jumped up on the ring edge and tried to grab the back of Robert's trunks. Jason was in position however, and quickly interceded forcing Roger back to the floor. Once Jason was out of view of the action, Steve responded with a loaded knee into the groin of his opponent. While the protective cup absorbed some of the blow, it was still enough to break the concentration and strength allowing Steve to force Robert down to his knees. He managed to get a second knee into the groin before Robert hit the mat. As Jason turned back to the action, all he saw was Robert being forced to his knees as a result of losing the strength match. Once Robert hit the canvas, Steve, still holding the hands, crossed Robert's hands around his neck, placed his knee in the back of his kneeling opponent and applied pressure to the Japanese strangle hold. Steve know had control of the match. It was a control he had no intention of losing.
After several minutes of the hold, Steve released the hold. As Robert brought his hands and arms back to the front of his body, Steve grabbed Robert in a headlock and delivered a bulldog, driving the forehead into the mat. He stood and waved to the crowd before turning to pull his opponent to a full standing position. Grabbing Robert by his right wrist he twisted and threw him across the ring and into the far ring post back first. He quickly followed up with a running shoulder block, driving his shoulder into Robert's midsection, forcing the air from his lungs and driving his back into the turn buckle. He then delivered a couple of blows into the exposed stomach, causing the ref to get between the two wrestlers. He forced Steve back out into the centre of the ring while berating him for using illegal blows. Robert had fallen to his knees still in the corner. Roger reached through the ropes and pushing on the back knocked Robert onto his stomach on the mat. He then grabbed one of Robert's ankles in each hand, made sure each leg was around a different side of the ring post and pulled back as hard as he could, pulling Robert's crotch into the ring post. Even with the protective cup in place, the positioning still delivered a sharp painful blow to the cock and balls. Being short of breath from the earlier blows, all Robert could do was curl up into a protective ball.
When Jason turned toward the corner, all he saw was Robert on the mat in a curled position. He assumed that this was from the shoulder block and illegal stomach blows and did not interfere when Steve walked over to his fallen opponent and delivered a series of kicks into the low back and sides.
Steve then pulled Robert from the mat by his hair (a tactic so common by all the wrestlers that the refs essentially ignored it) and crotch lifted him into a standing cross body hold. Positioning Robert in the appropriate place, Steve then charged across the ring driving the kidney areas into the ring turnbuckle. This was repeated several times, before Robert was brought across Steve's knee in a back breaker. He balanced Robert on his knee and applied pressure to the chin and upper thigh. This caused Robert's crotch to be on prominent display. However, Steve knew that Jason would never allow a crotch shot to pass without major problems, so he passed up the opportunity-at least for the time being.
Tiring of this hold, he dropped Robert to the mat, repositioned him on his stomach and delivered a series of knee drops and kicks into the lower back. He knew that if he could incapacitate his opponent's lower back the tide of the battle would definitely turn toward him.
He left Robert laying on the mat and walked over to Roger, conferring with him on the next series of moves. Mainly trying to figure out a way to deliver some debilitating and humiliating blows to his opponent. But both knew that Jason was going to be hard to get around.
Returning to the middle of the ring, Steve grabbed Robert who had managed to pull himself up to a kneeling position and applied a standing abdominal stretch. The time had come to loosen up the abdominal muscles. After applying the hold for about 5 minutes he released it and sent Robert flying across the ring and into the ropes. As Robert rebounded from the ropes he was greeted with a knee into the pit of his stomach. Being an expert at such matters, Steve placed the knee such that it struck low, just above the pubic bone. Technically an illegal move since it was below the belt, but one that a referee would never be able to call. Twice more this was repeated. Next Robert was backed into the corner and received a series of quick rapid closed fists into the pit of the stomach and lower abdomen. Jason was quick to break up the hold, but this time while berating Steve kept both Roger and Robert in full view thwarting any plans for illegal activity. Realizing the that chance for much further damage was minimal, Steve was about to go for the final moves before a pin when the perfect diversion occurred.
Arriving late for the match was John, Robert's second. However, Jason was having none of this and met John outside the ring. As per league rules he demanded to see certification as a manager. Normally this would have been done pre-match (as it was for Roger) but since John was late he could not have been pre-certified. Jason did not have the time, or if truth be known inclination, to do the job now.
Seizing upon the opportunity, Steve grabbed Robert and with Rogers help, forced him out onto the ring apron. His arms were outstretched and then trapped between the top two ropes. Jumping to the arena floor, Steve grabbed the left leg, Roger grabbed the right leg, and simultaneously they pulled down and out splitting the crotch. Roger then pulled out a pair of brass knuckles, which his slipped onto Steve's right hand and Steve then delivered a powerful uppercut into the exposed crotch. Even the protective cup he was wearing was not enough to absorb the full brunt of the blow and Robert felt like a freight train had hit him. The pain was so intense that the scream hung in his throat.
So lost in his attempt to help his partner, John was unaware of what was happening to him and continued to argue with Jason.
Roger was not satisfied with the response of the last blow and reached up pulling down the trunk's of the suspended wrestler, reaching into the jock strap and removed the protective cup. He then tossed it into the crowd. With an evil leer on his lips, Steve then proceeded to deliver a second blow into the now defenceless crotch. The force of the blow drove the large, soft nuts up into the pubic bone where they were trapped between the fist and the bone, they flattened out before springing back. Robert now truly understood the meaning of the word pain as the atomic bomb exploded in his nuts. A third blow was delivered before Robert was released from the ropes and dropped to the arena floor where he lay rocking back and forth in pain. Realizing that they still had a few moments before Jason was back in the action, Roger and Steve picked Robert off the floor and with much difficulty pried his hands from his crotch. They each then got under a shoulder and began walking toward the metal guardrails separating the crowd from the action. For those who didn't know better it looked like two friends helping a third. Upon reach the dividers, Roger kicked one so that it was facing the ring. On the count of three, he and Steve picked Robert up by the thighs and then dropped him crotch, well really balls, first onto the unyielding bar completing the pain lesson. Robert was all but out of it as he was thrown back into the ring.
Jason had finally managed to dispatch John back to the locker room, when he re-entered the ring to a downed Robert clutching his groin and a smirking Steve standing over him. Jason knew something had happened, but was unable to prove it. He mentally kicked himself for allowing the long distraction. Steve delivered a series of kicks and stomps to the back and abdomen before placing Robert in a headlock. He then held onto the headlock until Robert was able to regain his voice and submit. That was the most humiliating of all. The record would indicate that Robert had submitted to a simple headlock.
Raising his arms in victory, Steve was joined in the ring by Roger. The tag team still wasn't quite finished wrecking havoc yet. With an apparently well planned approach they charged the down Robert and ripped his trunks and jockstrap off leaving him naked except for his boots. Jason was pushed to the side and actually fell through the ropes and hitting the floor temporarily stunning himself.
Once again Steve and Roger assumed the "friends helping friends" stance, but this time simply turned the defeated stud to all four sides of the rings where cameras and videos could record the bloated bruised nuts resting below the tiny cock. Seeing Jason regaining his feet, the two decided the time had come for their special finishing move. Robert was placed in on corner with one leg inside the ring and one outside. Steve stood holding the leg inside the ring, while Roger stood on the apron. A little positioning made sure that Robert's ball sack was resting under his body on the ropes. At a predetermined signal, the two wrestlers began pulling their victim down the ropes giving a rope burn to the already battered balls. Once they reached the centre of the rope, Robert was lifted so that his nuts were about two feet from the rope and on the count of three Roger jumped off the ring apron, and Steve dropped to the mat, both while still holding onto Robert's ankles. His balls made contact with the top rope which gave about 1 foot before the recoil pulled his ankles free and catapulting him into the centre of the ring. By this time Jason had regained his senses and the ring, but all he could do was prevent further damage. Laughing, Steve and Roger retired to the heel dressing room, leaving the arena under a mostly applauding and appreciative crowd.
In the ring Jason had removed his referee's jersey to cover Robert. In doing so he revealed a very muscular and well developed chest. Both Steve and Roger saw this before exiting the floor and began plotting how to get hold of Jason for a little action as well.
John had come to the ring and with Jason's help they escorted Robert to the face dressing room. However, the decided to place him in a private office instead. Jason had to get back to the next match and John quickly went looking for assistance. All of this was observed by the two heels who seized the available opportunity to finish what had been started.
They rushed into the room and grabbed an unresisting Robert. He was placed on the corner of the desk with his legs off to the side. With each one of them standing between the legs they were able to make sure that the crotch was wide open, with the enlarging nuts resting defencelessly on the desk.
Steve began pounding fist after fist into the nuts. Robert was unable to offer much defence even though he realized that Steve was trying to do permanent damage. He then released the last of his pride and began to beg his tormentors to stop.
"Alright pussy boy here is the deal. We will set up a tag match with you and John after you have healed from tonight. Except you ain't going to wrestle," Steve began.
Noticing the look of confusion on Robert's face, Roger delivered another blow to the nuts and said "It's real simple. You are going to let us have your partner to beat on two on one. You will distract the referee for us, pretend concern, but will not tag in. NO MATTER WHAT."
As the last three words were said and punch for each word was delivered into the nuts. "In exchange for that, we let YOU keep you nuts, although your partner will not. And that only seems fair since it was him that gave us the opportunity to do this to you tonight."
Another punch as Steve added "And any attempt to stop or interfere with us, and we will find you." "So what's is it going to be. Do you become a nut less boy pussy tonight, or do you surrender your partners nuts?"
"Okay, okay, leave me alone. I'll do it," sobbed Robert as he was in more pain that he knew was possible. Roger and Steve each delivered a final blow before leaving to return to their dressing room. They were already plotting their tag action, especially how to incapacitate the ref for a truly memorable and brutal tag bout. Their luck continued to hold as John returned with a doctor just seconds after they left.
Robert could not look his partner in the eye, but he had already begun to rationalize his decision. After all, it was John's fault. He had distracted the referee, hadn't he?
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