Mangler's Wrestling Stories

A series of stories written by myself (Mangler) and other authors. Most of these are reposts from my previous webpage, but there are some new stories as well. To easily navigate by author, simply click on the links below.

Comments on the stories are always appreciated.

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Who's The Man Now




Who’s the Man Now?

by Crusher

Eric hadn’t had a real easy time of it growing up. His mother ran off and left him and his dad when he was only three years old. So, it was just Eric and his dad for as long as he could remember. Eric’s dad, Tom was a retired marine and was very strict in his son’s upbringing. Tom had an attitude with a capital A and he never hesitated to embarrass Eric regardless of where they were. Even in front of Eric’s friends. It just seemed as though no matter what Eric did, he could not please his father. If Eric washed the car, his dad would point out spots that he had missed or say that it was dull and make him wax it over again. Or whenever Eric would buy something new to wear, his dad would tell him that it looked ridiculous and many times Tom would forbid him to wear it and make him return it. Those and many other similar things drove Eric crazy. But what really pissed Eric off the most was when his dad would embarrass him in front of his friends.


Friday, June 19, 2020

Muscle Cop Challenge


MUSCLE-COP CHALLENGE

by Crusher

Matt was a 28-year-old cop who had been on the force for the past six years. He loved his job. He was lucky enough to have been able to procure a position patrolling on motorcycle. He loved riding his own Harley and had always wanted to be a motorcycle cop. It was not easy, but he managed to get a few strings pulled and finally got what he wanted.


Thursday, June 18, 2020

Scott's Delivery


Scott Receives a Delivery

by Crusher

It was a hot morning in late August and Scott was in a very good mood. Or rather he had been in a good mood. Now, he was starting to get irritated. He had just recently moved into the new home that he had built, and today was the day the guys from the Athletic Equipment Company were to deliver and set-up his new wrestling ring. Scott had another building built behind his new house that he would use for a gym. He had plans for an elaborate set-up. Locker-room, showers, mat-room, weight training equipment - the works. Including a large room which would house a Pro-Wrestling Ring. That would be his pride and joy. He couldn’t wait to get it set up. The guys from the Athletic Equipment Company were supposed to have been there at eight o clock this morning. It was now half past ten and there was still no sign of them. Scott was really getting upset. He made a phone call to the equipment company to find out where the delivery guys were. He was rather belligerent while talking to the man on the phone. Scott was never a very patient man. Very demanding in fact. He had a natural ability to piss people off with his rudeness. The man on the phone said that they were running behind but they should be there very soon. Scott slammed the phone down and began pacing around impatiently.


Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Tag Champ's Downfall


Tag Champs Downfall

By the Mangler



While the champs, Tony and Robert, celebrated their first fall victory in their corner, the challengers, Spike and Hammer, left the ring and sat in the chairs by their corner to plot their next moves. According to the rules that had been set by the champs, there was a 15-minute break between falls. Spike and Hammer, known collectively as the Predators, intended to make full use of the time.


Tuesday, June 16, 2020

One Step Beyond


One Step Beyond

By The Mangler


            Once again, it was fight night at Bugle Boy's, a local gay bar that was part of the Wrestling Underground League (WUL). The wrestling ring in the back room, which, when not used for wrestling, could be used for various fantasy and bondage scenarios.

          Big Al, the matches' owner, and promoter, wasn't excited about tonight's card. About a year ago, new champions had been established in the tag team category. The new champs, Ron, and Robert, also known as R&R, were indisputably good wrestlers and were big, muscular, and handsome. Unfortunately, they were also arrogant as hell, and not very fan friendly. It was assumed that they were straight as well since they never took an opportunity to abuse their defeated opponents as so many others did. In the WUL, all matches were anything goes, and Bugle Boy's was one of the more notorious venues in the league. Many matches had ended in the nude, with fucking, cocksucking, use, and abuse, both consensual and forced.

Monday, June 15, 2020

A Different Revenge: Tim and Jake Fight It Out


(new story)
{This is a consequence of the action in  A Start of Revenge}

A Different Revenge:

Tim and Jake Fight it Out

By

The Mangler

“Look, I know that you feel cheated and abused and you want your revenge.  Goodness knows you are good at that.  But Jake isn’t one of our wrestlers, he is a referee.  Why don’t you just talk it out and get over it,” the commissioner asked.


Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Lured In


Lured In

by

Lifeguard

The money Ray had won from the pin fall against Bulldog was all that stood between him and eviction last month. Even so, after the beating he had received following his last match Ray vowed not to accept any more matches however, another month had past and again the rent was due so Ray decided to approached Pedro to schedule a match.


Monday, June 8, 2020

New In the Neighborhood II


New in the Neighborhood 2

 by

  Crusher

Two days later (on Monday afternoon), Jack was making his deliveries as usual although he was still sore and feeling the effects of the beating that he had taken.  He had a package to be delivered to Bill Weber, Jerry’s next door neighbor.  Jack knew everybody in the area since he had been on this route for several years.  He had made several deliveries to the Weber’s and had a friendly acquaintance with them.  He rang the bell and Curtis answered the door.  

Sunday, June 7, 2020

Hardcore


My Gym, My Rules:

Hardcore? It’s All Hardcore.

By Dean the Destroyer

Most of the matches that occur in either converted racquetball court in my gym are hardcore. Be it a ring match or a padded room match, both are rather hardcore, so the request for a “hardcore” match by one of the newer big guys kind of caught me off guard. And what did he have in mind? Seeing the size of Todd made me question why he wanted a match with foreign objects. At 6 foot 3, and carrying 270 pounds beautifully this cop was not in need of foreign objects to win a match. But hey who am I too spoil some fun. He insisted that a match with a sneaky little bag of tricks and toys would make the match even more interesting. So, who did he want? Manny.


Saturday, June 6, 2020

Pulled Over and Busted


Pulled And Busted

A Match Out In The Woods

By Dean The Destroyer



The big time wrestling show was in the neighbouring town and was guaranteed to be the best of the best. The promoters held back nothing and the matches and story lines were outstanding. Most of the good guys won and the bad guys lost, the female matches were even exciting, all this action and cheap beer, what more could anybody want on a hot summer night. On the drive home the three young bucks talked of the matches and moves, how the blood flowed and how high off the top ropes the daredevils flew. It was probably all this testosterone talk that distracted Ben from his duties as designated driver.


Friday, June 5, 2020

Wrestling Weekend Part III: Friendship Destroyed


Wrestling Weekend Part III: Friendship Destroyed

by The Defenseman

Patrick was on me before I could even get out of my corner. He drove his shoulder into my gut and sent me flying back into the corner. His fists were flying at a tremendous speed, delivering lefts and rights to my near-mush abs, and he ended the combination with a devastating uppercut to my tender balls. Before I could even slump to my knees, Patrick had me in a solid headlock. He took three running steps, with me stumbling behind him, then smashed my face into the opposite ring post. Everything went black for a second and as I stumbled out of the corner, Patrick grabbed me around the neck and bulldogged my face into the mat.


Thursday, June 4, 2020

Wrestling Weekend Part II: The Rematch


Wrestling Weekend Part II: The Rematch

By: The Defenseman

Patrick and I sat backstage of the barn, waiting for the announcer to call for the final match. We sipped from a bottle of Jack Daniels that Josh had left in our tent as a good luck gift. Patrick looked incredibly calm as he took a healthy swig from the quickly diminishing pint bottle. But I knew that this weekend had changed him. His serene demeanor would soon give way to the wrath that he would unleash once we entered the ring.