The Campground Matches:
Kyle vs Dan
By
The Mangler
Kyle entered the ring to the applause and
cheers of the leather crowd. This was
his first official professional style match.
Kyle stood 6’ and weighed in at 185.
He was in decent shape but wasn’t cut and overly defined. He was dressed in green square cut trunks,
white knee pads and white wrestling boots.
He had been training and being taught by the Choirboy. He had no delusions that he was going to win,
but he had to start somewhere. Especially
since he was fighting a professional wrestler and friend. He was concerned about how much retribution
Dan was looking for.
Looking out over the crowd he saw an incredible mix of people: Master
He had been a happy vanilla gay guy until
Dan had his debut match and he had met Choirboy in the fallout from that. What had started as a straight forward sex
romp had morphed into something else. He still wasn’t sure where it was going,
but he was willing to experiment. Thus,
he was at the campground.
He had been introduced first as the least
experienced wrestler. “And now the
referee for this match is Wrestledaddy.”
Coming to the ring was a 6’ 250-pound muscle daddy. Instead of black and white striped shirt and
long black pants he was wearing a black and white striped leather vest and
black leather shorts. He had on black wrestling shoes. He was in shape and confident. He was about half way down toward the ring
when someone dressed in a complete rubber suit stepped out behind him and
slammed his steel toed boot up between Wrestledaddy’s legs, slamming into his
nuts.
He stopped, dropped his hands to his groin
and fell to his knees. He felt like
puking. Two persons dressed in leather
jocks, leather caps, and nothing else stepped in front of him. One was about the size of Wrestledaddy and
the other had more of
“Got something for me Wrestledaddy?” asked
the smaller man.
Wrestledaddy looked up and said in a strangled
voice, “Uhh, not quite yet. I just need
a couple more days.”
“Sorry, times up. So, it’s time for alternate payment. You’re mine for the rest of the week.”
“Just two more days..” he pleaded.
“Nah, you’ve been given enough time.”
“But I have this match to ref..” he began.
“We’ve taken care of that for you. Take off the vest.”
With the pain in his nuts, being
outnumbered, and knowing he was in the wrong, Wrestledaddy just sighed. He slipped the vest off and held it out to
the man. The man took the vest, turned
to the left and tossed the vest into the crowd.
“You take care of this.”
The vest was caught by a man in a leather
hood wearing a jockstrap and leather chaps.
“You’ve got it,” he said as he caught the vest and donned it. He walked to the ring and slid under the
ropes. He stood and walked to the
middle of the ring and looked toward the tent.
Meanwhile, Wrestledaddy had his arms
pulled behind his back and
“Free blowjobs,” the smaller of the jock
strapped dudes yelled and laughed. He
dropped the front of his jock and inserted into the waiting mouth. “Line starts behind me.” Knowing that Wrestledaddy was mainly a top,
many guys in the area jumped into the line realizing that they may not have
another opportunity. They would worry
about retribution later. Wrestledaddy
was a little surprised and humiliated when he noted that his slutboy was number
two in line. This was too good an
opportunity for slutboy to pass up.
Wrestledaddy thought about retribution, but then there wasn’t anything
he could think of that slutboy wouldn’t do.
Dan was observing the happenings from the
tent while awaiting his introduction.
“Isn’t anyone going to do anything??” he asked what passed for an
official at the Campground.
“Nope, as long as they found a replacement
ref all is good. You do have the right
to refuse the match if you want to pussy out.”
“How do we know the ref is any good, or as
good as they get in this league.”
“The substitute ref was approved before
Wrestledaddy was taken out.” Chad and
Brice just looked at each other at this comment.
“Okay then let’s go.”
“Our next wrestler, hailing from the
Redneck Arena, and making his debut at the campground matches is Cumface.”
Dan just walked out and didn’t even try to
correct anything. In respect for where
he was, he was dressed in black – trunks, boots, and kneepads. He walked down the aisle to about even cheers
and jeers. He was surprised that he got
that many cheers but just walked toward the ring. About half way down the aisle, Bully stepped
out of the crowd and turned to face Dan.
“What are...” was all Dan managed to get
out before Bully slammed his ham like fist into his gut and then wrapped his
arms around the lower abs locked his hands in the middle of the back lifted Dan
and began to squeeze. “Aahh, what are
you doing,” Dan managed to squeak out.
“Just getting a little revenge
Cumface. You had the chance to support
me with Master Spike but you had to go and qualify it, so he didn’t accept your
word. That was a difficult night for
me.”
“S..o..rr…y,”
“Yeah, you are going to be.” Bully then squeezed as hard as he could. Dan oomphed as the air was expelled and the
hold was tightened across his back. His
face started to turn red.
Kyle turned to the ref and said “aren’t
you going to do something?”
The ref turned and looked at Kyle. “First
off the match hasn’t started yet so he’s on his own. Secondly, Bully is softening him up. Do you really want me to do something?”
He was obviously altering his voice but
still Kyle thought the voice was familiar but couldn’t immediately place
it. “uuh, no I guess not.”
Back in the tent, Chad and Brice stood
watching the action.
“Aren’t you guys going to help your boy,”
Spike asked. Spike had softened his frat
boy image. Today he was dressed in a
pair of leather shorts and tennis shoes.
He stood 5’4” and weighed 130
pounds. He was in shape and sexy as
hell.
“Nah.
He needs to learn that wrestling at the campground isn’t wrestling at
the Arena. Besides, we’ve all have our
campground wrestling moments,” Brice stated.
“Yours was butt naked in the middle of the
ring getting introduced to my cock, if I remember correctly,” Spike grinned.
“Fuck off.
Oh wait, Chad and I did that when we spitroasted you in the ring. Anyway, Cumface wanted to come, even though
we tried to dissuade him, so we’ll let him have the full experience. If necessary, we will help. So, you can have your goons stand down.”
Spike looked over and said “What
goons?” He didn’t say it with much
conviction.
“This isn’t our first rodeo, you
know. The goons you hired to make sure
we didn’t interfere with Bully’s interference.
So, you get them to stand down and I’ll get our goons, who were here to
stop your goons, to also stand down.”
Spike just laughed and signaled someone
who nodded and went to find a seat.
Brice did the same to his men.
Spike then went and got a couple of beers which he handed to Chad and Brice. The three then left the tent and headed for
some seats near the front of the ring.
Bully turned toward the ring, while
squeezing as hard as possible, and charged down toward the ring only stopping
when Dan’s back hit the apron. He backed
up and did it two more times. Dan was
starting to feel weak from the bearhug and the slams. Bully turned and looked until he found a
bicycle rack (at a leather S&M event??).
He walked toward it. Once he
reached there, he loosened his hold, swung Dan up and then down with his legs
on each side of the rack. The swing
stopped when Dan’s nuts impacted the rack.
Cheers were heard from the crowd.
The pain exploded in his crotch and
traveled up his body to his chest. He
had difficulty catching his breath.
Bully lifted him up and Dan croaked “please not again.”
Bully whispered so that no one else could
hear. “Join me and Master spike for an
evening of fun and I won’t.”
“Okay,” Dan whimpered not even having to
think about it.
Bully raised him off the rack, charged
into the ring apron once more. He then
released the bearhug and sat Dan on his feet.
He took his right hand and slammed a fist into the abs then rolled Dan
under the ropes into the ring. As soon
as Dan was under the ropes, the ref signaled for the bell and motioned for Kyle
to commence.
Kyle charged across the ring, leapt in the
air and came down onto Dan with a knee into the abs. He then rolled Dan to his stomach. He stood and began a series of stomps into the
lower back. He reached over and grabbed
the top rope with both hands. He leapt
up and came down with both feet into the back.
He did this twice more. The ref
just stood and watched ignoring the use of the top rope.
Dan finally had the good sense to roll
under the ropes. However, as he rolled
onto the apron, Bully rolled him right back into the ring. “Not time to leave just yet, cumface.” Dan ended up on his back.
In a voice no one but Kyle could hear the
ref said, “Boston Crab. Middle of the ring.”
Kyle looked at the ref questioningly,
shrugged, then bent down and grabbed Dan by the wrists and pulled him to the
center of the ring. He dropped a knee
into the abs and turned Dan to his stomach.
He then jumped over the back and landed butt first on Dan’s lower back
facing the feet. He grabbed the ankles,
locked them under his armpits and pulled back into the perfect Boston
Crab. Dan’s back was feeling the full
effect.
Before the ref walked to the head to see
if Dan wished to submit, he whispered “balls”.
Once the ref was out of position, Kyle
reached down and locked a ball claw onto the crotch.
Dan screamed “aah, my balls, my balls.”
“Yeah, I know Bully hurt your balls, but
that was before the match and I can’t do anything about that now” the ref
intoned in an obviously false voice.
“No..now.. my balls.”
“Oh, are you saying Kyle is attacking your
balls?”
As Dan nodded yes, the ref said “I’ll go
and check.” He then stood up and headed
toward Dan’s feet.
Hearing the ref say he was going to check,
Kyle broke the ball claw and settled back into the crab.
The ref walked back and said “Nope
everything looks clean back here. Must
be the residual effects from Bully.”
Kyle then began to bounce up and
down. Dan’s moans became louder so the
ref went to check if he wanted to submit.
As soon as he was out of sight, Kyle began slapping down into the
balls. When Dan complained the ref went
to check. Every time he did the hold was
legal. This
When the crab was released, Dan’s feet
dropped to the mat. Kyle turned, slid
slightly up the back, grabbed the arms, locked them over his knees, then
reached up and grabbed the chin and pulled back until the Camel Clutch was
locked in place. The pressure on the
lower back continued but was different.
It was cumulative to the previous pain, but also worked other muscles.
Kyle took his fingers and fish hooked
Dan’s mouth and pulled the cheeks apart.
The ref allowed the hold to continue for a few seconds then forced Kyle
to release the cheeks. He did not,
however, make him release the clutch.
After a couple of minutes, Kyle dropped
the hold. He pulled Dan to his feet,
locked him into a bear hug (not nearly the power of Bully, but it didn’t need
to be) and charged full speed across the ring, releasing the hug just before
slamming the lower back into the top ring post.
He reapplied the bear hug turned and charged across to the other
turnbuckle, repeating the slam.
Kyle allowed Dan to fall to the mat face
first. He looked a little unsure until
the ref whispered “reverse tree of woe”.
Kyle climbed out onto the ring apron and
pulled Dan’s legs under the ropes with
The ref then began his count. Kyle slid under the ropes to break the count
and then rolled back out to the apron.
He then grabbed Dan’s legs and lifted up. Dan’s balls slid up the post
until they hit the lower turnbuckle.
Kyle then took the ankles, pushed them back through the ropes and then
locked them on the second rope.
Kyle slid back into the ring, grabbed both
of Dan’s wrists and pulled backward and upward.
Dan’s chest was lifted off the mat and the
pressure was centered on his back. While
he was suspended, Bully came over and reached under the ropes and began to
massage and gently squeeze Dan’s tits – a big erogenous zone. Pleasure and pain competed for attention.
The ref walked over and ordered Bully out
of the action. As Bully backed down the
ring, the ref followed him and was admonishing him. He was ignoring Kyle, Dan
and the hold.
The crowd was cheering and encouraging
Kyle.
Chad and Brice looked over at Spike. “Hmm, wander what the ref is getting out of
being stupid?” Chad asked.
“Stupid?” Spike said.
“Yeah, he is obviously helping Kyle. Just wondering if there is a reason or just a
bad ref.”
Brice then interjected, “Just continuing
Dan’s debut.”
Chad looked over with a confused look and
said “what?”. Spike just smirked.
Brice said “Look around and see whose
missing. He isn’t anywhere to be
found. And we both know he wouldn’t miss
Kyle’s debut nor Dan in a match. And he
didn’t.”
Chad looked at the ref and then at
Spike. “Good job. Devious as usual. Your idea or his??”
“I don’t know what you mean…. but mine of
course,” Spike beamed.
Meanwhile in the ring, the ref had
returned to the action and forced a break.
He then moved in and freed Dan from the ropes. Dan’s legs dropped to the ring floor and
apron. The ref turned and began to
berate Kyle for the illegal hold. Bully
took advantage of the distraction, walked down, grabbed the legs and leaned
back, forcing Dan’s balls back into the ring post. He held the hold until he saw the ref
turning, dropped the legs and dropped to the grass so that he was out of the
ref’s sightline.
As Kyle walked by the ref on his way to
the corner, the ref said “abs”. Once
Kyle reached the corner, he delivered one stomp to the back, then pulled Dan
back into the ring. He rolled Dan over
onto his back and dropped three knee drops into the lower abs. He followed this by three elbows, making sure
to drive the point of his elbow into the navel.
Next, he sat on the upper thighs and
clamped on an abs claw. He made sure one
of his fingers was in the depths of the navel and thus coming up under the
abs. He squeezed as hard as possible.
Dan tried to shake the hold off and
managed to actually lift himself up on his elbows and began trying to push up
enough to deliver a forearm. Kyle kept the
hold on until he heard the ref say “ball punch.”
Kyle dropped the claw and delivered a hard
fist into the nuts, dropping Dan back to the mat.
“Hey watch the low blows. Get off now.”
As Kyle stood the ref said “between the
legs ball stomp.”
Smiling Kyle lifted both legs and
delivered a stomp at the V.
Dan rolled his legs free and dropped his
hands to his crotch.
Kyle administered two stomps to the abs, followed by two
knees.
“Abs stretch,” whispered the ref. “Near the ropes.”
Kyle pulled Dan to his feet, positioned him and applied an
abdominal stretch. Dan groaned but
declined the ref’s offer to submit.
When the ref was out of position, Kyle would reach back and
grab the rope to add more pressure. When
the ref was in position Kyle would massage and tweak the nipples. Again, pain and pleasure were competing for
attention. Dan’s cock was responding and
starting to fill out.
The ref “finally” caught Kyle with his hand on the rope and
made him break the hold. When Dan hit
the mat, Kyle kicked him out of the ring, where he landed back first.
The ref began to berate Kyle and push him back to the
middle of the ring. Taking advantage of
the situation, Bully came over and jumped, landing with both feet into the
abs. He placed his hands on the ring
apron and remained standing on the abs.
He would then lift one foot and stomp down. He would then do the other foot.
The ref whispered, “try to get around me.” So, Kyle attempted to step around the ref.
Bully stepped off of Dan’s abs. Looking into the ring, he observed that the
ref was still occupied. He reached down, whispered to Dan “sorry about this ---
I think”, then grabbed on both sides of Dan’s trunks. With one sharp quick pull, he had the trunks
and jockstrap down to his ankles. He
then maneuvered them completely off. He
pulled Dan back to his feet, slammed the edge of his fist into the throat,
reached down and gave a couple of gentle jerks to the cock, slammed a fist into
the abs and then rolled him back under the ropes into the ring. Once again Dan found himself ambushed and
naked in the wrestling ring.
Kyle whispered “he’s back in the ring,” so, the ref allowed
him to get around him. As he walked past
the ref said, “roll up and massage.”
Kyle slowed but then continued over to Dan. He grabbed both of Dan’s ankles, pulled them
up and over his head. He sat at Dan’s
head, pulled his head up into his crotch, slipped his legs under the shoulder’s
so that they were off the mat. He now had Dan rolled up. He trapped the left leg under his pit,
released the right ankle. He took his
right hand, reached down and began to stroke and jerk Dan’s cock, until it had
reached full thickness. It was sad that
the audience couldn’t see the tattoo on the cock.
Once the cock had reached full thickness, he released it,
and moved his hand down to the anus. He
began stroking and massaging around the asshole. Dan began to moan and groan. Kyle slipped one finger inside and began to
massage the prostate. In a matter of
seconds Dan let out a very large moan, a scream and then ejaculated all over
his chest and face and Kyle’s chest.
Once Dan had finished ejaculating, Kyle continued to stroke
Dan’s cock preventing it from deflating.
Once he was sure that Dan was hard again, he dropped the legs, slipped
Dan’s head out of his crotch, stood up and pulled Dan to his feet. He locked on a full nelson and paraded Dan
around the ring making sure everyone could see the Choirboy’s tattooed on
Dan’s cock.
The ref asked Dan if he wanted to submit, but he could only
grunt due to the blow to the neck from Bully.
He couldn’t utter the words, yes or I submit or I give.
Kyle released the full nelson, moved his hands down Dan’s
slick chest and upper abs. He stopped
once he had his hands near Dan’s navel. He
reformed a fist with his left hand, making sure his thumb was in the navel,
locked his right hand over the fist.
Once in position, he pulled tight and began squeezing in a reverse
bearhug.
He lifted Dan from the mat, squeezed hard and began shaking
him back and forth. The thumb in the
umbilicus increased the pain radiating out from his abs. Kyle held the hold, and Dan in the air, for
about 1 ½ minutes before leaning back, lifting Dan in the air and then dropping
him down onto his extended knee slamming his tenderized balls into his
thigh. The earlier ball abuse and the
recent ejaculation had made Dan’s balls extra sensitive. The slam felt like a sledge hammer to the
balls. As the pain exploded up his body,
Dan all but passed out.
Kyle felt him go somewhat limp as he dropped him to the
mat. Kyle slapped him across the face to
revive him. He then lifted Dan back up
and reapplied an ab stretch, making sure he was in the center of the ring. He used his free hand to gently stroke Dan’s
cum covered body. He paid particular
attention to the tits until he had Dan fully hard again. He then began jerking Dan again.
Dan began to moan and his body started to tense in
preparation for ejaculating again. When
Kyle felt this, he dropped the cock and slapped the hypersensitive balls
causing Dan’s erection to subside. Dan
moaned in frustration. Kyle reached down
and began stroking the head of Kyle’s sensitive cock. Dan began moaning again, but this time in
pleasure. Once again his cock filled out
to full thickness. He slowed his
stroking to slow gentle strokes going along the entire length of the cock. Becoming frustrated, Dan began to thrust his
hips, as much as he could, trying to increase the pleasure so that he could
ejacutlate.
As he felt Dan approaching the point of no return, Kyle slid his hand down to the base of the cock and then along the length of the scrotum. He then encircled the balls with his hands. He tightened his grip and suddenly he squeezed as hard as he could and jerked the balls downward. Dan felt like his nuts had just be pulled off and his hardon quickly softened.
The ref just stood and laughed. Kyle was learning.
“Please, please,” could be heard coming from Dan.
“Please what?” Kyle asked.
“Please please let me cum.”
He was so desperate to cum, that Dan didn’t even think about submitting.
“I’m not sure,” Kyle replied and he tapped the nuts again.
“Oh, god please, please, please just let me cum.”
“You mean like this,” Kyle asked as he slowly began
stroking the cock again until the pleasure overcame the pain in the balls.
“Yes, Yes, thank you.
Yes, please don’t stop.”
Kyle dropped his voice so that only the ref and Dan could
hear. Dan whimpered and tried to move
his body to help himself cum, but he was locked in and exhausted from the
previous abuse. He was so close, but
then Kyle tapped his nuts again and his cock softened.
Dan needed relief so he screamed at the top of his voice,
“Please Master Kyle, allow Cumface to cum,” just as Kyle had instructed
him. The crowd burst into laughter and cheers at
the event. Kyle made him repeat the plea
once more before he obliged Cumface and started jerking him in earnest until
Dan came a second time. He still
produced lots of cum and Kyle directed as much as he could to Dan’s upper body
and chest.
Once Dan seemed to deflate and relax, Kyle released the
hold and Dan dropped to the mat.
Laughing Kyle threw his hands up in the air until the ref said “you
haven’t pinned him yet and he hasn’t submitted.”
“True,” Kyle responded before going over and kneeling
beside Dan who was flat on the mat. Kyle
slipped his hand over Dan’s mouth with one hand and with the other reached down
and began stroking Dan again. As Dan
began to harden once more, in spite of himself, Kyle leaned over and whispered
into his ears. Dan immediately nodded
yes.
Kyle released the mouth and the cock, rolled Dan to his
stomach and pulled him up to his hands and knees. He then began to run his
finger around Dan’s ass again. He
motioned for the ref to come closer.
Once the ref was near, Dan bent down, kissed each of the ref’s boots and
shouted “Thank you for reffing my humiliation.”
The ref and the
“Do you submit”, the ref asked.
“Yes, yes, I do, I submit.”
As soon as Dan had submitted, Kyle stopped stroking the
asshole, stood and moved away from Dan.
Dan fell to the mat, rolled to his back, reached down, grabbed his cock
and jerked off to completion. Once he
finished, he collapsed back to the mat.
He slowly began to regain his senses as he heard the crowd chanting at
the top of their voices, “Cumface, Cumface” over and over. The realization that Kyle, a rookie, had defeated
him without resistance, even with some help, and that he had cum three times
caused him to turn bright red with humiliation.
He looked up with some trepidation, as Kyle and the ref
stood over him. The ref reached up and
removed his leather hood. Dan screamed,
“fuck” when he saw Choirboy’s face looking down at him.
“Still, and always, my bitch, Cumface,” Choirboy
laughed. He then turned, pulled Kyle
close and kissed him with lots of tongue.
They then exited the ring.
Dan realized that, one, he had been had and that two, there
were worse places than the Arena.
Suddenly Dan felt himself sliding out of the ring. He was unceremoniously slung over Bully’s
shoulder. “Nothing too personal man, but
Master Spike wanted his hands on you.
And now he gets it for the night.”
Dan groaned as he remembered his earlier promise.
Bully walked back toward the tent, making sure to expose
Dan’s asshole to the ground, where he was joined by Chad, Brice, and Spike.
Once sitting in the tent, Dan looked at Chad and Brice and
said “why?”
Chad looked at him and said “in spite of our warnings, you
wanted to come and experience the campground and you have. You are going to be sore and achy, but you’ll
survive. Plus, it was hotter than hell.”
Brice replied “got that right Chad.”
Spike walked over and knelt down so that he was face to
face with Dan. “You are hot and I wanted
to get my hands on you. Looking like you
do right now, and knowing that I was responsible, has gotten me horny as hell. Now you promised me and Bully a night with
you and I want it. But you also have to
want it. You can back out of your word
if you wish.” Dan was somewhat surprised
to hear this. At the Arena there would
be no option and he thought here even less so.
And to many campers there wouldn’t have been either. But Spike was Spike and he did things his own
way and not many people objected.
Dan looked over at Chad and Brice and remembered their
earlier warning about Spike. He had a
questioning look on his face. Both Chad
and Brice just shrugged and looked at him.
He turned back to look at Spike and had a mild look of fear
on his face. But he had to admit that
Spike was sexy as hell and he did have a nice full cock outlined in his leather
shorts.
Spike laughed, reached up and stroked Dan’s face. “You may not like everything that happens
tonight, but I will. However, I realize that you are practically a novice at
this, so I promise nothing too extreme, for me, and no permanent damage.”
While he heard the words, something about Spike’s voice and
the look in his eye wasn’t very
“I made a promise and I’ll honor it,” he said in a shaky
voice.
Spike stood, looked at Chad and Brice and said, “I’ll have
him back at your place by noon tomorrow.”
“Okay slave boys,” Spike stated to Bully and Dan. “Let’s go and have some fun and get me off.”
Spike, Bully and Dan exited the tent and headed back
towards the cabin. From the fans in the
area, Dan received some verbal abuse but also some words of encouragement as
they made their way, not back to the cabin as Dan has assumed, but to the
dungeon setup in the campground pavilion.
Dan shuddered as he walked in and saw everything.
Maybe I really
should just run away and return to the indies and give all this shit up, Dan thought as Spike led him over to a sling.
The final match for the day was over. The jockstrapped men walked over and freed
Wrestledaddy from the piss gag and cut the zipties. The few men still in line bitched and complained until the two
men gave them the look of death.
It took a moment for the feelings to
return to Wrestledaddy’s legs. With
assistance he was able to stand. Each of
the men stood on one side and began marching him back toward their tent.
“Remember you’re ours for the rest of the
week,” wiry jockstrap guy said.
“Let’s make a detour by the wrestling tent
first,” Wrestledaddy replied.
“Why?”
“That’s where my gym bag with my things
and the money I owe you is,” Wrestledaddy replied.
The thin wiry man stopped and turned to
look at him. “If you had the money, why
didn’t you say so?”
Wrestledaddy just smiled and said, “And
miss the fun. Look most people know me
as a top. Sometimes, I just want to give
up control and not know what is going to happen.”
“You could have just asked for it.”
“I could have just asked, but that isn’t
near as much fun. While I knew I was
going to be convinced not to ref the
match, I didn’t expect that to happen, but I took advantage
of it. I truly didn’t want to know what
was going to happen. Plus, you know as
well as I do, many people loved what they just saw happen. Not just to me but in the ring as well.”
“Oh yeah, definitely worth coming for.”
Reaching the tent, Wrestledaddy went in
and got his bag. As he opened it to pull
the money he owed them out, he noticed an envelope. When he looked inside there were several
bills and a single note “thanks”.
He looked around for Spike to acknowledge
the money but didn’t see him. He walked
out of the tent and handed the money he owed over. He kept the bribe money in
his hand.
“Looks like we are good then,” jockstrap
guy said and started to turn away.
“Well, technically I’m still ‘yours for
the week’ as I didn’t pay on time,” Wrestledaddy said with a pleading look in
his eyes.
“Jesus.”
He then laughed, “you could have asked, but yes, yes I know mystery
etc. Well, if you want it so much, drop
to your knees and beg me to pay attention to you for the rest of the
week.” And Wrestledaddy did. This being the campground, most people paid
no attention but several were turned on by what they saw.
The three of them started off toward their
tent. Wrestledaddy stopped, looked over
at the other two and said, “Maybe a detour to the public dungeon??”
The other two just laughed, “Damn you are
worse than slutboy is this week. You
really want to do more of this in public?”
“Yeah, one week out of 52 is okay.”
They then headed toward the dungeon which
was going to be rocking tonight as it was most nights during leather and fetish
week at The Campground. As they
approached the entrance, Wrestledaddy stuffed the bills he had received for
agreeing not to ref into the donation box for local gay charities. Now he didn’t have to feel bad about helping
set Dan up. Not that he really felt bad
at all. He would have done it for
nothing, but knew he could raise a little money for the charities.
When they left the dungeon the next
morning, Wrestledaddy had agreed to a handicapped match with Spike and his
partner Patriot who was a fellow frat member who wasn’t much bigger than Spike.
Very hot match, and very intrigued by Wrestledaddy, he might be a favourite of mine already
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it. Wrestledaddy will appear in his own match!!!!
ReplyDeleteHopefully we get to see Wrestledaddy beating on cumface as well someday
DeleteFantastic story Mangler!
ReplyDeleteThanks. Something a little different but i enjoyed writing them.
DeleteThat was some seriously awesome ballbusting action! That's what Dan should be experiencing on a regular basis.
ReplyDeleteGreat story!
You might get what you want. Or you might not -- depends on my mood😁
DeleteI love it whenever cumface cums on his face. It's the best!
ReplyDeleteWell it would be a shame if he didn't honor his name😜
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