Retribution
by
Lifeguard
After
losing the Rookie of the Year match, Ray was so incensed that he stormed into
Pedro's office and demanded a match with the intruders that had interfered in
his match with Jim. Pedro, the promoter, brought up the obvious problem of Ray
being out numbered in such a match and although Ray out-weighed both intruders
by at least 40 pounds, Pedro cautioned Ray not to get himself into a situation
he couldn't handle. Pedro further cautioned Ray that the two so called
intruders were not simply spectators; they were new recruits into the
Underground Wrestling Circuit. Their names were K-Dawg and J-Dawg and wrestled
as the tag team "The Dawgs". Ray listened to reason and suggested a
tag team match. Pedro told Ray he could arrange such a match but that he would
have to find a partner himself.
When Ray got home that day, he went on line and posted an ad on a wrestling web site for a tag team partner. Along with the ad he posted two pictures of himself in skimpy navy-blue Speedos; front and profile shots. Ray chose these pictures because they revealed his cut 6-foot, 190-pound frame and because the Speedo accentuated his build and bubble but. He thought his fitness model's build, cut abs, sculpted protruding pecks, baseball biceps and muscular bubble butt would be an enticing invitation for someone looking for a tag team partner.
The
next day Ray was shocked to receive an email from an old high school classmate.
Ray and Tyson were friendly enough is school but wouldn't have been considered
pals. Ray remembered Tyson was a varsity wrestler in high school and so figured
he could be a great partner. They arranged a meet at an offsite gym. The gym
did not have a ring but did have mats. When he got to the gym, Ray in shorts
and a wife beater was surprised to find Tyson wearing navy blue Speedos that
matched the pair from his posting.
"I
figured since we were going to be partners, we should wear the same
tights." Tyson said. Tyson's physique was even more impressive than Ray's.
He too was about 6 foot and just under 200 pounds. His dark, African-American
skin glistened with sweat, accentuating his ripped abs and slabs of muscle
forming his chest. Tyson's Speedo barely managed to keep his muscular bubble
butt covered. Tyson was fully aware of distraction his physique was causing
Ray.
They
worked out for a while, testing out each other's wrestling skills. Ray was
immediately impressed with Tyson and decided early on that if Tyson accepted,
he would be his partner. Tyson was also impressed with Ray. Considering his
lack of experience, Ray had developed some impressive moves. So the stage was
set, the two former classmates, each in their mid-thirties, each packing 190 or
so pounds of solid muscle, were set to take on the two young upstarts.
On
match day Ray and Tyson arrived at the gym went to the locker room donning
their matching blue Speedos. As had become the usual custom before these
matches, Pedro stocked the locker rooms with sports drinks for the wrestlers.
Today, Pedro decided he would spice up the match a little so he crushed two Viagra
pills into one of the drinks and carefully mixed the powder into one of the
drinks. Ray was so involved in preparing himself for the match that he did not
notice that the drink top had been previously opened. So, after warming up and
just before the introductions, he downed the entire spiked drink.
The
two studs jogged down the aisle after their introductions and in unison leapt
up onto the ring apron and up over the top rope. The crowd responded with
cheers, catcalls and whistles. Ray matches were the top draw in the Underground
Wrestling Federation, not for his wrestling skills but for his propensity of losing
"BIG".
Following
their entrance, the Dawgs were introduced. They approached the ring in a more
deliberate trot. In no rush, they played to the cheering crowd. Both were
shirtless, each wearing only a pair of oversized basketball shorts. They were
thin and small; less than 150 pounds and each about 5' 6". In unison, the
two skinny fighters flexed in a double bicep pose. The crowd roared.
Tyson
laughed and leaned toward Ray, "Are these our opponents?" he asked
"They
are," Ray nodded, "I've got a score to settle with these guys"
The
bell rang and the match began. Tyson started the match while J-Dawg opened up
for the Dawgs.
The
two black wrestlers met in the middle of the ring collar and elbow. After a
brief struggle, Tyson overpowered J-Dawg pulling him into a side headlock.
J-Dawg began screaming almost immediately as Tyson ground his bicep into
J-Dawg's ear. Struggling, J-Dawg managed to bounce Tyson off the ring ropes.
Tyson's grip was too powerful and instead of breaking the hold, Tyson cinched
it on harder. By now J-Dawgs arms were flailing in a desperate attempt to break
the hold.
Finally,
J-Dawg backed Tyson against the ring ropes again, this time when they rebounded
off, J-Dawg managed to break free sending Tyson careening toward the opposite
ropes. As he rebounded back, J-Dawg lowered his shoulder in an attempt to
deliver a shoulder block. Tyson saw the move well in advance and hurdled over
his opponent coming to a quick stop just past his J-Dawg. As soon as J-Dawg
turned in Tyson's direction he grabbed J-Dawg's arm and flung him over his hip
into an arm drag take down. Before a dazed J-Dawg realized what was going on
Tyson had rolled him onto his back, stood in front of him and wrapped his legs
up into a figure four leg lock. In agony, J-Dawg began pounding the mat. The
Ref asked if he wanted to give up. J-Dawg refused. With the Ref's attention
fully on J-Dawg, K-Dawg climbed up onto the top rope, leapt toward Tyson
delivering an elbow drop onto Tyson's chest.
This
broke the hold and while both dazed wrestlers struggled to get to their feet
K-Dawg returned to his corner. Tyson was the first to recover rolling over
J-Dawg and pulling him into a bow and arrow, planting his knees into the small
of J-Dawg's back while pulling back on his chin and legs. J-Dawg was paralyzed
by the pain. The Ref focused his attention on J-Dawg again asking for a
submission. J-Dawg answered with a weak refusal.
Seeing
his opponent weakening, K-Dawg again attempted to interfere. He stepped through
the ring ropes but, as soon as he entered the ring, was met with a flying body
block delivered by Ray sending both out of the ring.
In
the ring Tyson was continuing to apply pressure to J-Dawg's back. Meanwhile,
their two partners were going at it outside the ring. They were exchanging fist
for fist at a feverish pace. As the brawl continued, Ray's cock had grown to a
full erection and his Speedo was barely covering the erection. Distracted by
his Viagra engorged cock, Ray got sloppy with a roundhouse right which K-Dawg
ducked under. K-Dawg then staggered his off balanced opponent with a stiff jab
connecting squarely with his nose. Noticing that the jab had staggered Ray;
K-Dawg quickly followed up and, in an instant, delivered a solid headbutt. Both
fighters heard the crack of K-Dawg's forehead crashing with Ray's nose as Ray's
body folded to the floor.
Inside
the ring, Tyson was still applying pressure to J-Dawg's back who finally
submitted. The Ref called for the bell. Upon hearing the bell, Tyson released
the hold and turned to his corner to look for Ray. When he saw his corner
vacant, Tyson scanned the arena for his partner. In disbelief, Tyson focused in
on K-Dawg who was propping Ray up against the ring post with his hand on his
throat while throwing punches to his face. Immediately, Tyson leapt to aid his
partner. As he approached, K-Dawg stopped the assault and slipped under the
ring ropes to aid his partner.
The
announcer entered the ring: "The winners of the first fall, Tyson and
Ray." Meanwhile Tyson helped his groggy opponent back into the ring and
toward their corner. A cut had opened up on the bridge of Ray's nose and on
Ray's right cheekbone. Tyson asked Ray if he was going to be able to continue
with the second fall and Ray nodded. Tyson and Ray lifted their arms up in
victory.
Ray
then turned to the Dawgs. "It didn't take long for you pussies to
submit" Ray shouted across the ring.
K-Dawg
shouted back. "and it didn't take long for me to whoop your ass. Hey
Tyson, check out your partner. He's nothing but a whimp, no good to you."
At
this point, Ray tried in vain to control his boner and hide his aroused state
but his tight skimpy Speedo did nothing to conceal his arousal while the effect
of the Mickey negated any attempts to control himself. By now both Dawgs were
mocking their opponents. "OOOO..K-Dawg, the muscle man likes it when you
talk tough to him. I think he wants to be your bitch." To which K-Dawg replied,
"I got plenty, if that's what he like, he gonna get more than he can
handle."
K-Dawg
and J-Dawg retreated to their corner while their opponents approached the
center of the ring. Ray was completely unprepared for the assault that was
about to begin. With amazing quickness, Tyson ducked under and scooped his
partner into a body slam position and in one continuous motion delivered a
devastating power slam. The two muscular studs bounced off the mat as Tyson's
body weight drove Ray into the mat. Tyson stood up and positioned himself
behind Ray who was arching his back in pain. Ray struggled to get back to his
feet and as soon as he did, was blindsided by another scoop and power slam. Again,
Tyson drove Ray into the mat with a vicious power slam.
Ray
remained on his back while his body involuntarily convulsed. Tyson pulled Ray
up and held him in a standing position. Ray knees were wobbly as Tyson held him
up by holding the underside of his chin and said "Did you really think I
would partner up with a pussy freak like you? I can't believe you could be so
fuckin dumb," and while holding him in that position Tyson pulled him into
a third violent power slam. Ray lay flat on his back, motionless except for the
occasional convulsion that traveled through his body.
The
Ref jumped in front of Tyson to stop any further assault. Like a man possessed,
Tyson delivered a driving power slam to the Ref. It took the Ref several
seconds to get to his knees and then back to his feet. As the crowd roared
Tyson backed away and got set for the second fall motioning toward the Dawgs.
The rules stated that the two wrestlers that had finished the previous fall
would start the new fall.
The
Ref walked Ray toward his corner, guiding him outside the ring. Ray was almost
out on his feet, leaning on the corner turnbuckle. The Ref than said to him:
"I'm sick and tired of coming to your defense and getting beat up in the
process. You're on your own," as he called for the bell to start the
second fall.
In
a mock effort, Tyson met K-Dawg in the middle of the ring collar and elbow.
Tyson allowed K-Dawg to push him toward the corner where Ray was trying to
recover. Immediately, Tyson slapped Ray's shoulder, tagging in his partner.
Tyson grabbed Ray by his head and dragged him over the top rope and into the
ring. As Ray's body brushed over the rope, his waistband caught on the rope
pulling his Speedo down exposing his erect cock and low hanging balls. Tyson
then propped his wobbly kneed partner to a standing position, and backed away.
K-Dawg
then motioned to his partner to enter the ring. Ray was now standing with his
cock and balls exposed in the middle of the ring surrounded by Tyson, K-Dawg,
J-Dawg and the Ref. K-Dawg delivered the first blow, an upper cut to the side
of Ray's chin. The blow lifted Ray to his tip toes then sent him falling toward
J-Dawg. Stopping Ray's forward momentum, J-Dawg delivered a stiff Jab to Ray.
The effect of the Jab stood Ray up for a moment longer and spun him toward
Tyson. The crowd roared as Tyson delivered a round house to his partner's jaw
spinning him around 270 degrees and into an awaiting Ref who obliged an open-handed
slap to Ray's face. The wobbly and punchy Ray again spun and fell toward K-Dawg
who matched the slap in the reverse direction. The four closed their circle
around Ray so that it was easier for them to trade bitch slaps while keeping
him on his feet.
The
crowd roared as the onslaught continued. Finally, the Ref backed away from the
punch party and Tyson moved toward his corner and stepped through the ropes.
Ray was now dopey and falling toward K-Dawg, who positioned himself in a mock
Bruce Lee stance and as Ray stumbled toward him delivered a spinning karate
kick connecting with Ray's ear. Ray's body stiffened from the blow as he once
again spun, this time falling forward toward the ropes. He bounced off the
ropes back toward K-Dawg who applied an awaiting double hammer lock.
The
hold served to keep Ray standing as he moaned in agony while he leaned with his
body weight into the hammer lock. This sent streams of pain through his
shoulders. As K-Dawg held Ray up in a hammerlock, J-Dawg began boxing as if Ray
was a heavy punching bag. With bare fists, J-Dawg began to break down Ray's rock-hard
abs. Ray's only responses were grunts and moans as the slap of knuckle to
muscle resonated throughout the room. After countless blows to his abs, Ray's
rippled abs reddened. J-Dawg continued to pound with fist after fist. The
redness darkened and, in some areas, turned into purple welts.
Anxious
to participate in the sparring session Tyson entered the ring and approached
Ray who was still being propped up in a hammer lock. Tyson motioned to J-Dawg
and said "Let’s work on those two meaty slabs of muscle" pointing to
Rays pecs. J-Dawg backed away as Tyson approached Ray in a boxer's stance.
Ray's left pec reverberated as an exploratory jab connected with the protruding
slab of muscle. Tyson followed with a matching jab to Ray's right nipple. Tyson
teased each pec with several jabs as he danced around Ray then stepped in with
a barrage of punches and combinations connecting with each muscled pec until
they too turned deep red. Finally, Tyson stopped punching Ray's tits and said
to J-Dawg, "Let’s give you partner a chance to pummel this stud."
J-Dawg nodded in agreement.
Tyson
followed up "Lets hold this pussy up," as he shoveled his hand deep
under Rays bruised left pec. As he felt his fingers burrow under the pec muscle,
he clasped down crushing the muscle in his grip. Tyson then called over toward
the Ref who by now had removed his shirt revealing a muscular frame that
matched Tyson's in size and strength. The Ref moved in and in a similar fashion
locked in on Ray's other pec.
The
two beefy guys than lifted Ray off the mat and as his feet lifted off the mat K-Dawg
grabbed hold of the waistband of Ray's Speedo and pulled them down past his
ankles and off. Ray's Viagra affected cock popped up against his beaten abs
while his balls hung low. K-Dawg stood in front of the prone muscle stud and
targeted his hanging balls.
Then
as if working out on a speed bag began to punch away. Ray's grunts and moans
transformed into squeals and whimpers as J-Dawg delivered punch after punch to
his balls and cock. As J-Dawg increase the speed of his punches his target
widened. His punches invariably were crashing into Ray's hardened cock, balls
and to his lower abs below his navel. J-Dawg then lowered his fist and thrust
it upward crushing Ray's nut sac up into his pelvis. A second upper cut, then a
third and fourth left Ray hanging motionless. Finally, the punching session
ended and Tyson and the Ref unlocked their vice grip from Rays pecs.
Simultaneously K-Dawg grabbed Ray's ankles causing him to fall forward, face
first into the mat with his legs being held apart like a wishbone. K-Dawg then
stomped the heal of his boot into Ray's crotch smashing the already swollen
balls. Sadistically, K-Dawg proceeded to grind his heal crushing the muscle stud’s
manhood as he whimpered and begged for mercy. Winning the match was no longer
an objective. Neither of the wrestlers was attempting to pin Ray while his
pleas for mercy were ignored.
K-Dawg
let go of Ray's ankles. Semi-conscious, Ray lie face down and spread eagle on
the mat. J-Dawg then dragged Ray to the corner and propped him up into a seated
position facing the center of the ring. The Dawgs invited their coconspirators
to stand in front of Ray. K-Dawg then grabbed Ray's head ordering him to open
his mouth while J-Dawg convinced Tyson to drop his Speedo and fuck Ray's mouth.
At
first Ray refused to open his mouth so K-Dawg grab Ray's previously discarded
Speedo, step through the ring ropes and hopped to the floor. Then reaching
through the ropes toward Ray, K-Dawg positioned the Speedo around Ray's throat,
pulling back on it with two hands. Ray opened his mouth in a gasp and Tyson
stepped forward and shoved his cock into the awaiting mouth. With two hands
Tyson grabbed Ray's head and began to thrust his cock while simultaneously
pulling Ray's head forward. Meanwhile, the Ref had dropped his pants and was
jerking himself as Ray gurgled and gagged on Tyson's cock.
"Let
me have a go" the Ref said. Tyson obliged as he stepped back and the Ref
grabbed onto Ray's head and took his turn at force feeding Ray's mouth. After
several minutes the Ref began to moan and withdrew. The two muscle bound studs
were now standing in front of Ray jerking off while K-Dawg held Ray seated with
his head pulled back against the ring post by the Speedo wrapped around his
neck. Tyson was the first to cum and with a loud moan spewed streams of white
cum onto Ray. About a second or two after Tyson, the Ref moaned and he too was
spewing cum onto Ray.
Once
their orgasms were done, K-Dawg let go of Ray who slumped over until he lay
half over the bottom rope and on the ring apron and half inside the ring. The
cum soaked gym rat remained there gasping to refill his lungs. Meanwhile Tyson
and the Ref left the ring and walked back toward the locker rooms. K-Dawg and
J-Dawg remained in the ring playing up to the audience: flexing their scrawny
physiques and mocking their opponent. Ray began to stir and rolled back into
the ring managing to get to his knees.
The
Dawgs' attention refocused on their opponent. K-Dawg walked over toward Ray who
was by now crawling toward the ring ropes. "What did you say about us
being pussies? Huh?" While standing behind Ray he grabbed his head and
while holding him in a choke hold punched him in the side of the head. Then he
shouted "HUH?! WHO'S THE PUSSY NOW." Ray flailed his arms as K-Dawg
delivered a second punch and shouted "HUH?!". punch.
"HUH?!". punch."HUH?!". punch. By the fifth punch Ray's
flailing arms had dropped down to his side. "YOU'RE THE ONLY PUSSY IN THIS
GYM!" K-Dawg shouted as he released the choke and pushed Ray to the mat. After
crashing to the mat with a thump, Ray covered is head and rolled into a
defensive ball.
J-Dawg
picked up Ray's previously discarded Speedo, walk over toward Ray, while
holding each end of the Speedo positioned over his throat under his chin.
Simultaneously J-Dawg lifted up on the Speedo while K-Dawg grabbed Ray's ankles
and lifted up. The choking effect of Ray's upper body pushing his Adam's apple
over the Speedo caused Ray to instinctively grab the blue nylon with both
hands. This only served to reduce the choking effect minimally. The Dawgs held
and bounced Ray in that position until once again his arms went limp.
J-Dawg
then aided K-Dawg in positioning Ray into an over the knee backbreaker. The 190
lb muscular wrestler was arched over his 140 lb opponent's knee. He began to
regain consciousness and as he came too, J-Dawg grabbed Ray's balls in a claw
and began to squeeze. Ray began to beg and plead "Please I give no more,
please I give"
To
which J-Dawg violently squeeze and pulled on his ball sac, "WHO'S THE
PUSSY?" and when Ray's response did not come fast enough J-Dawg yanked
back and forth hard on the balls and shouting "HUH? HUH? HUH?"
Ray
whimpered desperately "I am, please no more, I am, I'm the pussy"
"AND
YOU'RE GONNA SHOW EVERYONE IN HERE WHAT A PUSSY YOU ARE" J-Dawg said as he
continued to tear at Ray's nut sac "YOU'RE GONNA CRAWL OVER TO K-DAWG AND
BLOW HIM, YOU'RE GONNA LOVE HIS COCK. AND THEN YOU'RE GONNA TAKE HIM INTO YOUR
ASS"
"yes
yes anything, yes please stop please I'll do it"
"WHEN
YOUR DONE WITH K-Dawg, YOU'RE GONNA CRAWL BACK TO ME AND DO THE SAME
THING"
"please
stop crushing my balls, I'll do it, I'll do it."
Following
Ray's response, J-Dawg let go of Ray's balls and let him fall to the mat. Ray
was a naked, whimpering, groveling mess as J-Dawg lifted Ray's head so that he
was facing the opposite corner where K-Dawg was standing naked with his legs
spread shoulder width apart. "COME TO DADDY" he shouted.
Slowly,
Ray began to crawl toward the waiting cock. The crowd began to chant: "PU
- SSY, PU-SSY, PU-SSY" as Ray made his way across the ring. When he
reached K-Dawg, Ray got on his knees while K-Dawg leaned back against the
turnbuckle clasped his hands behind his head. The crowd continued chanting
"PU - SSY, PU-SSY". Ray went to work on the cock. After a while the
crowd's chants died down only to be replaced by a new chant: "FUCK-HIM,
FUCK-HIM, FUCK-HIM." Tears began to roll down Rays face as he turned his
back toward J-Dawg, lifted his bubble butt in an offering of his asshole and
bent forward. Ray looked up to see K-Dawg in the opposite corner, leaning back
with his arms folded behind his head leading the crowd's chant. Ray offered a
mixture of whimpers coupled with erotic groans and moans as he experienced the
humiliation and ecstasy. J-Dawg began to thrust forward rhythmically. Ray's
body lunged forward with each thrust only to be pulled back by J-Dawgs grip on
Ray's waist.
After
a final violent thrust forward J-Dawg pull out of Ray's asshole and spewed cum
onto his back. Ray collapsed forward. Almost immediately the crowd began
chanting "K-DAWG, K-DAWG." J-Dawg then bent forward whispering into
Ray's ear "My partners ready, get moving or you'll be sorry"
Ray
struggled to his hands and knees and struggled and crawled to the opposite
corner. When he got there, K-Dawg was still in his relaxed position with his
hands clasped behind his head. He was still wearing his shorts. "Show
everyone how much you want to suck my cock. Take off my shorts and do it
nice." Ray obliged by erotically working K-Dawg's shorts off until his 11-inch
cock was freed from his clothes. Then Ray worked K-Dawgs cock with his mouth.
After
a while K-Dawg pulled Ray's head back and off his dick and stood him up. Ray
looked beggingly at K-Dawg. K-Dawg shouted "FUCK THIS" while reaching
back and delivered a hook that connected squarely on Ray's jaw. The blow spun
Ray half way around before collapsing face first onto the mat. K-Dawg mounted
the prone Ray ordering him to lift his ass up. Ray had no choice by to lift his
butt up and relax his sphincter as K-Dawg plowed his ass mercilessly. It didn't
take long for K-Dawg to shoot his load deep into Ray.
In
a final act of humiliation, the two Dawgs stood Ray up and propped him back
into a corner. K-Dawg then said, "Now show all these fans what a good time
you had tonight and how much you enjoyed getting your ass kicked and fucked,
JERK OFF!"
"Please
don't make." Ray replied but before he could finish J-Dawg, who had
climbed out onto the ring apron and onto the first ring rope behind Ray wrapped
a sleeper hold around Ray from outside the ring.
Before
synching it on he shouted: "PUSSY BOY, HAVEN'T YOU LEARNED YET, DO WHAT WE
SAY OR ELSE YOU SUFFER. NOW STROKE THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A COCK"
Ray
did as he was ordered and began to stroke his 7" cock. J-Dawg kept the
sleeper hold on Ray but eased up on the pressure keeping him conscious. Ray
stroked his dick as he wheezed, gasping for air. As he approached climax he
began to moan, low and soft at first, increasing in intensity until he shot his
load. Just as his orgasm subsided, J-Dawg lifted up and increased the pressure
on the sleeper. From inside the ring, K-Dawg began to pummel Ray with fists to
his balls. Ray's body twitched several times before going completely limp.
J-Dawg released the hold and Ray fell to the mat.
Ray
awoke several hours later badly beaten and completely caked in dried cum. He
found out later that the Dawgs invited anyone in the audience to a circle jerk
onto the unconscious gym rat. At least twenty spectators took the invitation
and spewed their loads on Ray. The gym was empty and dark as Ray made his way
to the locker room.
Ray is the best...
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