Rookie of the Year

 

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Rookie of the Year
by
Lifeguard

In the months following Ray's humiliating loss to Hector, his experience in the Underground Wrestling Circuit had improved dramatically. Since that defeat, he was on a six-match winning streak. Following his latest victory, Pedro informed Ray that he would be wrestling in a headline match where the winner would be declared the Rookie of the Year. Ray asked who his opponent would be. Pedro told Ray that his opponent was also a new wrestler: He had arrived about three months ago and since arriving was also on a six match winning streak.

Pedro went on to explain that the winner of this match would take the Rookie of the Year Title for the Underground Wrestling Circuit and that as a bonus; the winner's purse would be doubled. Ray agreed to the match. Pedro then gave Ray a gym bag explaining that it contained special wrestling trunks he was to wear for this match. To hype up the event, Pedro explained that Ray would be wearing a "Tarzan style" loin cloth. Ray welcomed the change.

The big day arrived and Ray was in the locker room, in his ring attire, awaiting his announcement into the ring. The cocky wrestler was admiring his physique in the mirror. His new wrestling attire highlighted his physique even more than the skimpy red Speedo he had previously worn. The loin cloth was nothing more than a brown leather g-string with two frayed leather swatches hanging from the waist band barely covering his crotch and ass crack. As he viewed his profile in the mirror, Ray noticed the cloth did not hide the silhouette of his bubble butt. Just then he was called to the ring. Amidst cheers, catcalls and whistles, Ray jogged down the aisle and as usual, jumped onto the ring apron and leapt over the top rope. To relieve some nervous energy, Ray hopped up and down causing his meaty pecs to bounce. The announcer called Ray's opponent to the ring introducing him as Jim.

An African-American mountain of a man appeared in the aisle leading to the ring. Jim towered over 6 and a half feet tall and appeared to weigh well over 300 pounds. Although Jim was not a muscle man, he was thick and appeared to be very powerful. He marched down the aisle in a quick pace, swatting and slapping his belly which hung over his loin cloth. As he got to the ring, he slid under the ring apron and hopped up to his feet in a flash. Ray was surprised and intimidated by the big man's agility. He had been sizing up his approaching opponent, figuring he would be able to avoid any assault with superior speed while he tried to find a weak spot to exploit. Now he was second guessing his plan. So, when the bell rang, Ray, uncertain of his tactics, simply met his opponent, collar and elbow, in the middle of the ring. Like a bull, Jim pushed Ray back to the corner. Jim shoved his hand up and under Ray's chin, and while he held Ray squirming and with arched back against the turnbuckle, delivered a vicious open-handed slap to Ray's bare left pec.

The impact knocked Ray on his ass. He covered his pec in an instinctive reaction to the stinging sensation now traveling through his meaty tit. Before Ray realized what was going on, Jim lifted him and in the same manner arched him back into the corner. "WOP", Jim delivered another stinging slap, this time landing on Ray's right pec. A loud "OOO" could be heard from the crowd. This time Ray remained standing in the corner covering his burning pecs. Jim backed away from the corner with a broad smile plastered on his face. As Ray removed his hands from his chest, two hand-sized red welts were clearly visible. The two grapplers approached each other in the middle of the ring again. Just before they locked up, Ray ducked under Jim's grasp. Thinking he had Jim off balanced and surprised. Ray stopped, turned and charged toward Jim. However, Ray was the one who was surprised.by a size 16 bare foot right under his chin. The crowd gasped. Jim was much faster than Ray had anticipated and, in the time, it took for Ray to turn and charge, Jim had positioned himself for and delivered a side savant kick. Ray went down hard. Dazed, Ray staggered to his feet while Jim assumed the same position. In the split second Ray stood erect, Jim delivered another side kick, this time the size 16 connected with the side of Ray's face.

Jim returned to the corner while Ray lay flat on his back, rolling his head back and forth while looking up into the blinding overhead lights. His gaze was interrupted by the dark shadow and then the sight of Jim in the air above Ray's prone body just before crashing into his chest with a 300-pound elbow drop. The impact's shock wave caused Ray's legs to bounce into the air as his upper body remained pinned under Jim's arm. Ray remained motionless under Jim. Jim then slid off Ray and knelt at his side. Jim propped Ray up into a seated position with his left hand. With his right hand, Jim delivered an overhand chop to Ray's forehead. The meaty part of Jim's huge hand collided with the top of Ray's forehead at the hairline. Upon impact, from his seated position, Ray's head and shoulders snapped back until they collided with the mat. Jim lifted Ray back to a seated position and delivered six more chops to his head pulling him up and repositioning him after each blow.

Jim stopped his assault, got to his feet and strutted around the ring slapping his big belly. When he reached the opposite corner turnbuckle he stopped. He leaned against the turnbuckle and stared at Ray, who by now was crawling toward the opposite ropes. When he got there, Ray used the ring ropes to help himself get up. Struggling, he managed to get to his knees while holding onto the second ring rope. At that moment, Jim gave his belly a couple more slaps, charged toward Ray, leapt into the air and landed on the back of his neck, forcing Ray's throat across the second ring rope. After landing, Jim remained on top of Ray forcing his throat across the second rope while bouncing up and down. After bouncing about six or seven times, Jim stood up while Ray remained draped over the second rope, motionless.

Jim grabbed Ray by his feet and dragged him face down to the center of the ring. Jim let go and Ray remained motionless, lying face first on the mat. Jim then leapt into the air and delivered a frog splash onto the small of Ray's back. Jim rolled Ray onto his back who although conscious, had a glazed look in his eyes. Jim then stood up and by grabbing onto Ray's meaty pecs lifted him to his feet. He sank his huge fingers under each of Ray's pectoral muscles, digging into his arm pits and with each thumb clamped down on the muscle. The pain of Jim's huge hands clamping down shocked Ray out of his semi conscious state and he began screaming and instinctively grabbed onto Jim's wrists. As he did, Jim lifted Ray up so his feet came up off the canvas and he was basically hanging by his pecs.

Soon the pressure of Jim's fingers drilling under Ray's pecs and into his arm pits caused a numbing sensation to travel through his arms. The numbing sensation steadily intensified until Ray had no control over his arms and they fell limp onto Jim's back and shoulders. At that point, Jim began to shake Ray by his pecs violently. His arms and legs flailed wildly as if Jim was shaking a rag doll. Ray screamed wildly until finally, Jim let go, dropping his opponent to the mat. Ray curled up in a fetal position and began whimpering as he covered his bruised pecs.

Jim moved in and dragged Ray back to his feet. Standing face to face with a wobbly Ray whose arms hung uselessly at his side, Jim let loose with a vicious kick to Ray's balls. As if in slow motion, Ray's knees came together and he began to fall forward. Jim stopped Ray from falling, grabbed his head with both hands and pulled it between his legs squeezing his thighs over Ray's ears. Then Jim pulled back on Ray's waistband until Ray's legs lifted up overhead. Jim held Ray upside down and defenseless in that position for about twenty seconds, causing the blood to rush to Ray's head making the already dazed stud even woozier. Finally, in one motion, Jim jumped backward and down into a seated position on the mat "pile driving" Ray's head into the mat. Following impact, Ray bounced up off the mat a couple inches and his limp body crumpled into Jim's lap. Jim pushed Ray onto the mat rolled him onto his back in a spread-eagle position. Placing each huge hand on top of each of Ray's meaty pecs Jim leaned down in a pinning position. The referee jumped into position and slammed the mat once, the ref's hand pounded the mat a second time and finally a third while Ray remained motionless under Jim's hands.

The bell rang as the referee stood and tapped Jim on the shoulder indicating his victory. But Jim did not release Ray. Instead he remained in the same position staring blankly into space. The referee tapped Jim on the shoulder again. Jim stood, turned his attention toward the referee, backing him toward the corner. The clearly intimidated referee held his hand up and said, "I don't want any trouble" at which point the ref quickly ducked under the ropes and left the ring.

While Jim was distracted by the referee, Ray was beginning to come to. Jim's attention returned to Ray who was stirring on the mat. Jim approached his victim slapping at his belly. In a deep, raspy voice Jim said, "Glad to see you coming around, you looked pretty strong but you turned out to be real pussy". Ray responded, "Please, you won the match and the title, what more do you want?" To which Jim replied "YOUR ASS" followed by bellowing laughter.

Jim then dragged Ray toward the edge of the ring. Ray was now lying on his back with his head hanging off the ring apron causing his neck to arch back while the rest of his body was in the ring. Jim then reached into the front of Ray's waistband and pulled his loin cloth down and off, ripped it apart while saving a thin strip of leather. Then Jim began to fondle Ray's cock until it got hard growing to a fully erect seven inches. When Jim was sure that Ray was fully erect, using the thin leather strip, he tied a tight knot around the base of Ray's cock.

Ray started to beg Jim not to go any further, "No please don't, you are the champ now, you won the title." At which point Jim interrupted, "You're right I am the superior fighter and now I am going to claim my prize." In desperation, Ray began to struggle and squirm in an effort to escape his foe. Jim reached over the ring rope and lifted Ray's head up, "Know be a good boy" he said as he held Ray's head up with one hand and delivered a short punch to Ray's forehead. Jim did not let go on impact, he held on and delivered a second and a third punch at which point he let go and Ray's head hung off the ring apron.

Jim then shoved his knees into Ray's inner thighs spreading his legs apart. While Ray's legs were spread, Jim reached down grabbing both of Ray's ankles. Ray groaned as Jim lifted them back and under the lower ring rope trapping them in that position. Jim then slid under the ropes and off the ring apron, bent over pushing his wrestling tights down and stepped out of them. When he stood back up, his dick was fully erect. Jim's dick was also about 7 inches long. With two hands he grabbed Ray's upside-down head and force fed him his cock. Ray was past the point of resistance. He submitted to getting face fucked, gagging repeatedly.

Meanwhile, two young black spectators left their seats and approached Jim. As Jim continued to thrust his cock into his victim's mouth, they began chanting cheers encouraging Jim to thrust harder and faster. Finally, Jim thrust forward and held Ray's head tight up against his pubes with his cock fully inserted. He thrust his pelvis forward violently as he spewed his load after load of cum down Ray's throat. Jim released Ray's head and withdrew his cock. Amidst choking and gagging, residual cum dripped out of Ray's mouth and down his face.

One of the two anonymous spectators than asked to Jim, "Mind if we have a go at him?" To which Jim replied, "Be my guest".

The two were young and thin, probably in their early twenties and both around 5'8". Together they would be lucky to break 300 pounds. Supported by cheers from the crowd they both went into an impromptu strip tease. Simultaneously, they took off their tan work boots. Their shirts were next, they were both wearing wife-beaters. Shirtless, both revealed tight bodies that glistened in the arena lights. They were both wearing saggerz and when they unbuckled them fell loosely to the mat. The last item of clothing to come off were their boxers. They bent forward pushing them down past their knees and stepped out of them. When they stood erect again, the crowd gasped and then went into a frenzy. Both donned huge boners easily exceeding 10 inches.

By this time, Ray was coming too; still trapped with his ankles back behind his head and caught under the lower ring rope. He was squirming to try to break free but he was still too weak. Sensing, Ray was on the verge of freeing himself; one of the guys knelt down in front of Ray and reached for his hanging ball sack. "Now be a good little boy and let us have some fun." Ray continued to try to break free at which the guys hand he clamped down hard on Ray's ball sac. Immediately, Ray froze, paralyzed by the assault on his balls. While one guy had Ray in his grip, the other approached Ray from outside the ring and began bitch slapping him, "You our bitch now, boy. Open up a see what a real man tastes like" At first Ray resisted. But while Ray clenched his mouth shut, the guy in the ring had released the ball claw and was mounting Ray. Without hesitation, he shoved his 10-inch cock into Ray's stretched out asshole. As his cock bore into his hole, Ray let out a high-pitched squeal. Immediately, the guy outside the ring shoved his dick into Ray's mouth muffling the squeal. The crowd erupted in cheers. More than half the guys in the audience were jerking off to the sight of this muscle bound gym rat being force fucked in the ass and mouth by two naked, "doo rag" wearing skinny studs.

All the motion caused by the repeated thrusting into Ray's asshole had free his legs from under the ring rope. Ray's legs were now resting on the shoulders of the guy in the ring as he continued to pulverize his asshole. Finally, the guy face fucking Ray began to moan and just before cumming, he withdrew from Ray's mouth and spewed cum over Ray's face.

By this time, Ray's high-pitched squeals had been replaced by moans. "I think he's likin this" said one of the guys and while the other continued to fuck his ass, he undid the leather strap around Ray's dick and started jerking him off. Ray's moans gradually were replaced by incoherent screams until he too climaxed spewing over his own face, chest and abs.

Finally, the guy inside the ring was ready to climax. He too withdrew. Removing his cock from Ray's ass just before cumming and soaked Ray with cum. The two guys rolled Ray into the center of the ring, raised their hands facing the crowd. The crowd responded with cheers. The two grabbed their clothes and exited the arena. A cum drenched Ray remained in the middle of the ring settling into unconsciousness. Ray wasn't' sure how long he was out when he awoke inside a darkened arena. He made his way to the lockers where he showered, dressed and exited to the parking lot and into his car. Again, beaten, humiliated and fucked.