[Has Alex finally met his match? Another Mangler original]
Alex’s Beatdown II Choirboy vs Alex
By The Mangler
[These
events occur a couple of nights after the conclusion of Alex’s Beatdown]
After a bout, heel’s locker room.
“Yeah, how
the hell do I know I can trust you two??
We aren’t friends and you and Alex are.” “True enough, BUT we owe “our
friend” a little lesson for some of his reffing in the past in our matches.”
“Yeah, I want to see the little prick
suffer. And rest assured that in the
ring this is business and not friendship.”
The Choirboy just looked at the brothers
for a minute. He knew that B&B could
be vicious when the need arose and he felt that they were truly pissed off and
would probably help.
“Yeah, okay you two can be my lumberjacks.” He took one step toward them reached up with each hand, locked it around a throat and slammed the twins back into the wall. “But just remember that the asshole is MINE in this match. And per the stipulation, you two can’t get involved inside the ring. And if you do….”. The threat was left unsaid but the meaning was clear.
“Don’t worry, we will not get in the
way –‘in the ring’”, Barry replied.
Choirboy just held the throats for a
few more seconds, released them. He then
striped off his trunks and entered the shower.
Brad and Barry high fived each
other. “Alex my man, you ain’t getting
out of it this time.”
After a bout, ref’s locker room
“I don’t know you all that well, Alex,
so why are you asking me?” Taylor asked.
“Look there aren’t many people I truly
trust in this damned league and my other wrestling friends will not venture
over here, so I’m asking you two to help me out. Taylor you are mainly a ref and you know what
that entails. I got into this position
because I took my reffing seriously.
That and the fact that Choirboy is a total fucking ass.”
“That is the damned truth,” Jake
replied. “He doesn’t have any respect for the refs in the league and very few,
if any, scruples in the ring. Look at
what he did during the last match (see Alex’s Beatdown). Personally, I don’t think you should have to
do this, Alex.”
“I don’t ‘have to’. But if I don’t things are probably going to
continue to escalate. So, let’s fight it
out and be done with it –win or lose.
And yes, I know it is going to be rough either way, but help me out and
let’s get this over with.”
“I’m in,” Jake stated.
Taylor looked at the two and then said
“Yeah, I’m in as well. It will be nice
to see some justice in this place.”
Jake laughed “There is no justice
around here. Just mayhem.”
Alex agreed. “But we are still here, so I guess we like
some mayhem.”
The other two just chuckled.
Redneck Arena: One Week Later
When the commish heard that the match
and conditions had been agreed to, he was beside himself with glee. This was going to be a new and different
match for the Redneck Arena and should make the fans and the investors happy.
The preliminary bouts were coming to an
end and the ring had been cleaned and cleared.
The fans, who had all been having a good time already, amped up the
energy as the announcer’s voice came over the speakers.
“Reffing the main match tonight is none
other than the original Redneck Arena ref,
Jeeefff.”
Jeff walked out of the locker room and
into the cage. He stood about 6 ft tall
and weighed around 185 pounds. He was in
shape, but not overly muscular or chiseled.
His facial features were pleasant but by no means was he the most
handsome of guys. He jogged down from the
entrance and hopped onto the ring apron before grabbing the top rope and
leaping onto it. He raised his hands
into a wide victory pose and then did a flip off the top rope and into the
ring, landing on his feet.
“Fucking showoff,” Brett, a fellow
referee and wrestler, shouted from the audience as the cheers amped up.
“And now, the first entrant in
tonight’s bout, another Arena Redneck ref and occasional wrestler, let’s here
if for the ever-fair ref,
Alllleeexxx.” The crowd reaction
was a series of cheers and boos and harassing catcalls. Alex was 5’10” tall and
weighed 210 pounds. He was wearing his
trademark Canadian Maple Leaf trunks.
Alex just ignored the crowd as he walked into the caged entrance. He was immediately followed out by Jake,
another ref in the league, who was dressed in blue jeans, belts, boots and
nothing else. He has a muscular upper
body but wasn’t overly ‘cut’. Jake was
5’11” and weighed 180 pounds. Immediately
behind him, similarly dressed, came Taylor, also a ref in the league.
When Taylor, 6 feet tall and 215
pounds, walked into view there was an
audible gasp that went around the ring.
One or two fans may have even orgasmed.
For not only was Taylor handsome, his upper body was all muscle and cut
as hell. You could almost see every
fiber of muscles. His washboard abs
looked like they could be used to grate granite like a block of cheese. His pecs were round, very well developed,
covered with short hair, and topped with two of the most perfect tits. Once the initial shock wore off, the obscene
suggestions and catcalls began. Taylor
just smiled at the crowd.
As the three men reached the ring, Alex
slid under the ropes into the ring proper.
Jake went to the left and Taylor went to the right until they were
standing on opposite sides of the ring.
Alex met Jeff in the middle of the ring and had his foreign body check.
“And the next entrant in tonight’s
bout, a Redneck Arena favorite, unless you happen to be a face or a jobber,
let’s hear it for the Choirboy.”
The shouts of approval were deafening
as Choirboy, 5’11” and 185 pounds, entered into the cage entrance. Instead of his usual angelic white wrestling
attire, tonight he was dressed in black trunks, black boots and black
armbands. His kneepads were blood
red. The expression on his face was pure
malevolence and many in the crowd were happy they weren’t in the line of fire.
Following Choirboy into the cage was
the tag team of B&B, identical twins who weighed 150 pounds and stood 5’10”
tall. Tonight, the brothers were dressed in white singlets, and white
boots. Choirboy and them made an
interesting contrast as they strode down to the ring.
Brad looked over at Taylor and said
“Damn, I’d like to scale those abs.”
Barry laughed and said, “I don’t think
he plays for our team.”
“Who the fuck cares about that.”
The Choirboy slipped into the ring,
while B&B made their way to opposite sides of the ring. There was now one wrestler on each side of
the ring. The crowd was confused as
usually only the combatants were allowed in the cage.
Jeff checked Choirboy over and then
sent him to his corner. Alex and Choirboy
glared at each other from opposite corners of the ring.
“And now entering the cage is
“Chad.” The crowd was now really
confused. “Chad is going to check the
lumberjacks for foreign bodies and weapons.”
Upon hearing the word “lumberjack” the crowd went absolutely bat shit
crazy. There had never been such a match
in the Arena’s history and with the animosity between these two wrestlers it
promised to be epic.
Chad, who was a mountain of a man at
6’7”, walked down to the ringside to do his check. In the ring both wrestlers stayed in their
corner although they were both anxious to get started. The rules for this match had been thoroughly
debated and they both knew that to start anything before Jeff gave the signal
would mean instant disqualification and a 1-year suspension from the league.
In a similar fashion, the four
lumberjacks stood in their positions and did not move while Chad checked them
over. He found nothing on Jake and Taylor,
although he thoroughly enjoyed groping Taylor, but he did make them remove the
belts as they could be used as weapons. When
he searched B&B he did find two loaded kneepads and a small chain. After removing them and passing them out of
the cage, he did a second check of both twins to make sure he had not missed
anything because he felt that the objects he did find were too obvious. The twins just chuckled as Chad gave them a
thorough second going over.
Once satisfied, he nodded to Jeff and
then exited the cage. He took up his
seat in the audience along with Brice, Dan, Spike, Patriot, Bully and
Wrestledaddy (all from The Campground).
Wrestledaddy was dressed in a bright yellow “mankini” two sizes too small,
so there was no doubt that he was in a chastity cage. Bully was wearing leather speedos. The other’s wore “normal” clothes.
As Chad had been inspecting the lumberjacks,
the announcer had come on the speakers.
“In what is a first for the Arena,
tonight’s main event is a grudge match with lumberjacks. B&B are seconding Choirboy, and Jake and Taylor
are seconding Alex. Under the rules, the
lumberjacks are not allowed to interfere in the action within the ring, but if
a wrestler is thrown from the ring, he is fair game for ten seconds. If they continue behind that time, the man in
the ring is disqualified and the match is over.
To keep it honest, tonight, there
are supplemental refs stationed around the audience to see what the in-ring ref
may not be able to in terms of the lumberjacks interfering with in the ring
action. They have no concern with what
happens outside the ring with the lumberjacks.”
When the last was announced, Choirboy
turned and stared at the commish with a look of pure hatred. The commish just blew him a kiss. B&B had also looked a little stunned and
surprised by the announcement. Many of
their plans just went out of the cage. Jake,
Taylor, and Alex just smiled and nodded.
“Otherwise, there are standard
wrestling rules. Hope you vicious
perverts enjoy the show.”
“Hell yeah, fucking A, got that right,”
and other phrases emanated from the audience.
Chad Brice and their companions looked
around.
Brice observed “Hmm. None of the supplemental refs are regulars at
the arena. What’s that all about??”
Jeff turned and signaled for the
bell. The match, or mayhem, was on.
The two combatants slowly approached
the middle of the ring. Choirboy raised
his right hand in a challenge of strength.
Alex started to raise his left hand when suddenly he did a standing drop
kick. The blow forced Choirboy back
where he hit the ropes and grabbed the top rope to stabilize himself. Moments later he felt Alex’s head slam into
his lower abs, for Alex had quickly regained his feet and speared into
Choirboy.
The blow caused Choirboy to double over
and slide between the top and second ropes.
As he had hit the headbutt, Alex had grabbed the second rope and pulled
downward. Choirboy had just hit the
floor when he felt a series of stomps and kicks start to rain down on his
body. He had fallen in front of Jake.
Jake had managed to get in several
blows when Brad and Berry arrived to pull him off. Moments later Taylor arrived and an all-out
brawl erupted between the lumberjacks.
Alex exited the ring, reached down and grabbed a handful of hair pulling
Choirboy to his feet before slamming his forehead into the mat edge.
The lumberjacks were too involved in
their own brawl to pay the legal men much attention. Alex bounced Choirboy’s head twice more
before picking him up and depositing him back into the ring. Alex took one step back from the ring in
preparation for jumping up on the ring edge when he felt an explosion in his
groin. Brad had managed to escape the
brawl long enough to deliver a pump handle between the legs. But that was all he got in before being
engulfed back into the fight from the lumberjacks.
Alex dropped to his knees, but he
slowly managed to get back to his feet and climbed back onto the ring apron
where he was met with a headbutt into the lower abs. Only by holding onto the top rope was he able
to on the ring edge. Choirboy turned and
head snapped Alex over the top rope and back into the ring. As soon as Alex hit the mat, Choirboy began
to unleash a series of stomps in his abs.
Tiring of this, he pulled Alex to his feet, lifted him up and drop him
ab first across his knee. He did this twice
more before locking him into an abdominal stretch. He made sure he was close enough to the ropes
so that he could grab the top rope and pull when Jeff wasn’t in position.
The lumberjacks had managed to separate
and were back on their sides of the ring.
Jake was screaming to Jeff about the use of the ropes, and Jeff was
finally able to catch Choirboy and demanded the break. Choirboy deliver a fist to the lower abs,
just above the root of the cock, before releasing the hold. As Alex staggered away, Choirboy charged
across the ring, wrapped his arm around Alex’s neck and delivered a bulldog
down to the mat.
As the crowd cheered, Choirboy stood
up, pulled Alex into the center of the ring, rolled him to his stomach, sat on
the lower back and draped both of Alex’s arms over his knees and then locked
his hands under Alex’s chin. He then
pulled backward and slightly upward locking on the camel clutch. This mainly applied pressure to the back but
also stretched out the abs. Choirboy
would occasionally bounce up and down on the back. He held the hold for a couple of minutes before
dropping Alex to the mat. He stood and
stomped down onto the back several times.
He then forced Alex to his feet, picked him up and dropped him down over
his outstretched knee.
He did not allow Alex to fall off the
knee but instead applied pressure to the upper thigh and the chest forcing Alex
into a bow. Tiring of this hold, he
lifted his right hand, folded it into a fist and slammed in down into Alex’s
balls, before pushing him off his knee.
He quickly stood and used his feet to push Alex out of the ring directly
in front of Brad.
As Alex rolled off the ring apron, Jeff
got in Choirboy’s face. “Watch the blows
to the balls,” he screamed.
“What blow to the balls?? I simple hit
him the lower abs.”
“I’m not that damned stupid you
know. So, watch it,” Jeff replied.
As Alex hit the floor, Brad quickly
pulled him to his feet, lifted him in a bear hug and then dropped him down
crotch first onto his extended knee.
Without releasing him, he raised him back up and then dropped him
again. At this point, Taylor managed to
reach the two and slammed a forearm to Brad’s back breaking the hold.
Jake came around the other side and was
approaching the action when Barry slammed a flying dropkick into him from
behind, propelling him forward. As Brad
released Alex after Taylor’s forearm, he saw Barry approaching Jake, and
dropped himself and Alex to the floor.
Jake, from the force of the dropkick, flew forward and slammed into
Taylor knocking them both backward and down.
Barry seized Alex by both ankles, pulled his legs up and then dropped a
leg drop down into the crotch.
Alex’s cock and balls were screaming in
pain at this point. Brad sat Alex up,
applied a sitting full nelson and locked his ankles inside Alex’s thigh and
pulled them apart. Barry had regained
his feet stepped back to the fence and then charged in dropping down to the
floor at the last moment and sliding boot first into Alex’s already abused
nuts. The pain was so intense that Alex
jerked forward breaking the full nelson.
In the ring, Jeff finally turned to the
action on the outside of the ring.
Choirboy’s attempt at distraction had helped. As he turned, he saw Alex curled on the floor
with his hands grasped into his balls.
He was also just in time to see Jake and Taylor attack Brad and
Barry. The lumberjacks were off feuding
again.
Seizing the opportunity, Choirboy
exited the ring behind the referee and charged around the ring to Alex. Normally Taylor and Jake would attempt to
attack him but they were busy with B&B.
Arriving at Alex, he grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his feet.
He stood chest to chest with Alex, locked his arms around his upper back and
charged Alex’s lower back into the ring apron.
He pulled back and repeated the move one more time.
By this time Jake has reached seven in
his count out. Choirboy rolled Alex back into the ring. He then jumped to the apron, leaped up to the
top rope and then dropped knees first into Alex’s abs causing spittle to fly
from Alex’s mouth as he jackknifed upwards.
Outside the ring, the lumberjacks
finally separated.
“This shit isn’t over with yet,” Brad
taunted as Taylor and Jake retreated back to their side of the ring. Brad turned and winked at one of his friends
in the audience who gave a thumbs up sign.
The commish happened to catch this exchange and was intrigued to see
what B&B had planned as it was obvious they were up to something. And when they were up to something it usually
didn’t end well for someone.
Choirboy rolled off of Alex, sat off to
the side of him and then applied a double abdominal claw. He squeezed with all his might. Alex screamed and rolled from side to
side. Choirboy just smiled as he felt
the abused muscles under his fingers giving.
He, with the help of Brad and Barry, had managed to soften the muscles
up. He decided it was time to work on
another muscle group.
He released the claw, grabbed the right
wrist and pulled it out and away from Alex’s body. He then placed his left hand on the pec,
raised into the air and slammed his knee down into the right bicep. He did this twice more before releasing the
wrist and standing up. He then pulled
Alex to his feet.
Choirboy went to whip Alex into the
ropes, but Alex managed to reverse the hold and sent Choirboy into the
ropes. As he bounced off, Alex met him
with a clothesline. Unfortunately, he
used his right arm and felt the blow in his bicep.
As Choirboy slammed down onto his back,
Alex kicked him in the side. As Choirboy
rolled over to escape the blows, he rolled outside the ring on Taylor’s side of
the ring. Chad immediately began
slamming kicks into the side and abs.
Barry had anticipated where Choirboy was going to land, so he was
quickly on that side of the ring and delivered a running tackle knocking Taylor
away from Choirboy and slamming him down to the floor. Jake had charged around the side of the ring
where Barry had been and Brad, instead of running straight to the ring where
the action was, had run the long way around the ring.
After Alex had rolled Choirboy onto the
floor, he had relaxed back into the corner with his arms spread along the top
rope drawing in deep breaths of air. As
Brad approached that corner, he saw that Jeff was occupied with counting the
action going on outside the ring, so he jumped up onto the ring apron, forgetting
about the outside refs, grabbed Alex’s right arm, pulled it over the top rope
and then dropped down to the floor slamming the upper arm into the rope near
the turnbuckle. When he hit the floor he
remained holding onto the arm pulling down with all his might. Alex felt as is his arm was being pulled out
of the socket.
The fans expected something to happen
when the outside refs alerted Jeff in the ring to the interference from Brad. However, nothing happened. If you looked at the outside refs, you would
see that they were all looking somewhere else.
Chad and Brice looked around and
figured out what was happening.
Chad leaned over and said to his group,
“Going by the grin on the commish’s face, I think he is up to his usual
tricks.” And indeed, he was. An extra
$200 each gave the outside refs selective seeing.
Jake had reached the action outside the
ring and delivered a couple of stomps to Choirboy before hefting him up locking
on a bear hug and slamming the lower back into the ring edge before rolling him
back into the ring. He then turned to
attack Barry who was on top of Taylor and slamming fists into the head and
pecs. He delivered a forearm across the
back, knocking Barry forward with his chest covering Taylor’s head and Barry’s
neck and face on the floor. Jake
delivered a leg drop across the neck and upper chest, slamming Barry’s head to
the floor
As Choirboy was being rolled back into
the ring and Jeff went to check on him, Brad released Alex’s arm, reached under
the bottom rope and grabbed both of Alex’s ankles yanking them below the bottom
rope. Alex fell backward, without being
able to provide much protection, and slammed onto the mat. Brad kept pulling until Alex had been pulled
out of the ring. He pulled Alex to his
feet, trapped his right arm behind the back and lifted Alex up delivering a
bodyslam with his right arm trapped behind his back.
He looked over and saw that Taylor and
Jake were still beating on Barry so he repeated the move twice more. He then lifted him up and slammed Alex’s
right shoulder in the ring post. By this
time, Jeff had realized that Alex was out of the ring and had walked over and
began his count. Brad rolled Alex back
into the ring and then went over to help his brother out. Once again the lumberjacks were
brawling. Barry had taken quite a
beating from the two bigger men, but Brad figured it was worth it for the extra
action he was able to take on Alex.
By the time Alex was rolled back into
the ring, Choirboy was back on his feet.
He immediately went in for the kill.
He delivered two stomps to the abs and one stomp to the right
biceps. He grabbed a handful of hair and
pulled Alex to his feet. He forced his
right arm behind his back and then pushed it as high up the back as he
could. Alex groaned and was forced up
onto his tip toes to try and relieve the strain.
Alex threw his left elbow backward, but
Choirboy had anticipated that move and was able to avoid it. In doing so, he had maneuvered Alex toward one
of the ring posts. He pulled the arm
down, pushed Alex’s head down so that he was bent at the waist and then charged
Alex between the ropes and into the turnbuckle shoulder first. Alex screamed as he hit the steel post.
The lumberjacks were breaking up their
latest skirmish and were heading back toward their respective sides of the ring. Surprisingly, Jake seemed to be the worse for
wear seeing as he and Taylor were double teaming Barry for a long time. However, after Brad had rolled Alex back into
the ring he had charged over to the action.
Seeing a perfect opportunity, he had launched into a standing drop kick
to the upper back and head of Jake.
Being totally unprepared this had propelled Jake forward and slamming
him face first into the fence. As luck
would have it, he slammed his forehead into one of the supporting poles. As the lumberjack’s had fought, B&B took
every opportunity to inflict further damage to Jake. They finally stepped back and everyone left
to go back to their side of the ring with a lot of trash talking.
As they left, Brad whispered to Barry,
“I think it is time. Next skirmish”. Brad found some of his friends in the
crowd and nodded. They smiled and gave
him the thumbs up sign.
As Alex pulled back from the slam into
the turnbuckle, he stumbled into Choirboy who wrapped his arms around the waist
and lifted Alex up and over in a perfect suplex. He rolled to his knees and then to his
feet. He pulled Alex’s left arm out,
stood on the wrist and began stomping down into the bicep. Alex tried to move his right arm over to
catch the foot, but his bicep and shoulder were in too much pain.
After tiring of this move, Choirboy
pulled Alex to his feet. He again
grabbed the left wrist, pulled it straight out and the Choirboy turned to bring
the arm over his shoulder. He then
slammed the upper arm into his shoulder several times. Alex cried out each time his arm hit the
shoulder. After the last slam, Choirboy
turned back toward Alex and twisted the arm causing Alex to bend at the
waist. When he did so, Choirboy
delivered a series of kicks into the armpit and upper arm. He then dropped the arm as Alex fell to his
knees. Choirboy ran off the ropes and
drove his knee into the back of Alex’s head forcing him to the ring mat and
driving his forehead into the mat. Alex
was seeing stars.
With some difficulty, Choirboy pulled
Alex to his feet and deciding to let his lumberjacks into the action, threw
Alex between the first and second rope.
Unfortunately, he had become confused and threw him out on Taylor’s side
of the ring.
Brad charged around the ring and
reached Alex. However, Taylor was right
there and Taylor stepped between Alex
and Brad, pushing Brad backwards. When Barry had turned to charge around the
ring, he slipped and fell allowing Jake to run past him and get to Alex first.
He then turned to face the direction that Barry was coming from.
Barry surprised Jake by coming to a
stop in front of him and just staring.
Suddenly Barry lashed out with a right first, slamming a glancing blow
to Jake causing him to step toward the ring. Meanwhile Brad backed up from Taylor, Taylor
followed and then stopped taking a wide legged stance to prevent Brad from
advancing. Sensing his chance, Barry
stepped around Jake and behind Taylor and delivered the toe of his boot between
Taylor’s legs and up into his balls. His
aim was true. Taylor’s mouth flew open,
but little sound escaped. Both hands
flew to this crotch and he bent slightly forward. Brad stepped forward, wrapped his arm over
Taylor’s head and dropped backward, driving Taylor’s head into the thin mat
around the ring with a DDT.
Once he had delivered the kick, Barry
turned and saw Jake approaching. He
launched into a standing dropkick, which drove Jake backward and into the edge
of the ring. He stepped forward and
again launched his boot into a pair of balls.
As Jake mimicked Taylor by grabbing his balls and bending over, Brad
mimicked Barry and delivered a backwards DDT driving Jake’s head into the thin
mats.
Brad and Barry then quickly approached
Alex, pulled him to his feet and threw him under the ropes much to the surprise
of the crowd. Once back in the ring,
where Choirboy had been distracting the ref,
Choirboy grabbed a handful of hair and pulled him across the ring. Jeff followed him to keep the action under
control.
Outside the ring, Brad and Barry had
each grabbed an opponent by his ears, pulled the head up and slammed them full
force back to the ground. They each did
this twice. They each then rolled their
groggy opponents to their back and sat them up using their hair. Brad and Barry dropped behind their
opponents, locked their legs around the waist and locked the ankles. They next each applied a sleeper hold. By the time that Jake and Taylor managed to
figure out what was happening it was too late as they were drifting off into
neverland.
In the ring, Choirboy had placed Alex
in a tree of woe hanging upside down in the corner. He then stood on the palms of Alex’s hands
preventing them from moving, and began delivering a series of thrust and chops
into the armpits. When Jeff neared the
count of five, he would step back long enough to break he count, then raise his
hands and deliver a double ax handle down into the balls. He would then step back on the hands and
start again.
Outside the ring, Alex’s lumberjacks
had been incapacitated, but Brad and Barry weren’t finished just yet. They each grabbed their respective lumberjack
by the feet and pulled them to one of the ring corners. The corners were along the same side so that
they would be able to see each other. Once they had them at the corners, they
pulled each ankle on a different side of the ring post. They then knotted the boot laces together,
trapping the opponents to the ring post.
Brad then looked over the crowd until
he found his friends. He walked over and
his friend handed him a series of items.
Some would have been too big to easily get through the fence, but some
fence cutters had solved that issue. It
took a couple of hundred-dollar bills to get them in through security (along
with a promise that they wouldn’t be used on humans.) Brad went over to Barry and divided his haul
into two halves. Brad and Berry took the
first item and attached it to the ring post by an adjustable buckle strap. Once in place it was obvious that this was a
penis gag, moderate size. Once in place,
Brad and Berry, working together lifted Jake up and slapped him around until he
started to wake up. They forced the
penis gag into position, making sure the teeth went to the small area at the
base. The gag was then fastened into
place using the second buckle strap around the head. Finally, a pair of handcuffs were used to trap
the hands around the post. The same was
then done to Taylor.
When finished, Alex’s two lumberjacks
had been immobilized and taken out of the equation as they were essentially
strapped to the ring post by a penis gag, handcuffs and their tied boots. Brad and Barry high fived as they walked away
and signaled to Choirboy who had Alex tied up in the tree of woe on the
opposite side of the ring. The ref was
forcing him back from the ropes.
Choirboy realized that B&B were signaling him so he walked over to
see what was up. He had to look over the
ropes to figure out what was going on.
When he realized what had happened, he gave the twins a big thumbs up
and laughed. He was totally surprised as
B&B had mentioned nothing about this.
“Damn, those two are pretty damn evil.
We just may have to start a little partnership,” he mumbled to himself before
he turned back into the ring. Alex’s feet
had been freed from the rope and he had dropped to the mat. Choirboy charged across the ring and did a
baseball slide between the spread knees of Alex. His feet slammed into Alex’s balls causing
him to retch. As Jeff pushed Choirboy
back, Alex rolled out of the ring looking for a little break. He was surprised when he felt himself being
pulled up by the hair. Looking around he
saw no evidence of Jake or Taylor.
Brad locked on a full nelson while
Barry began using Alex’s body as a speed bag.
He punched rapidly into the pecs and abs. He concentrated on the abs softening them up
even more. As the ref approached the
ring to implore them to put Alex back in the ring, he was surprised that he
only saw B&B. He began the ten
count. In this match, if the ref reached
Ten while the lumberjacks were working over their man, then the man being
worked over would be declared the winner.
When Jeff got to nine, B&B slammed Alex’s abs into the ring apron
and then slid him under the bottom ropes face up.
Once in the ring, Choirboy began a
series of boot stomps, elbows and knees to the abs. Outside the ring, B&B heard some mumbling
and realized that their counterparts were more alert. Brad approached over to Taylor, reached
around and began sliding his hands up and down the abs.
“Washboard abs are a big turn on for
me. I’d love nothing more than to
destroy these in the ring and then make love to them.” As he said this, his hands slid up to the
pecs and his thumb and first finger on each hand latched onto a nipple. He squeezed as hard as he could. Taylor moaned and tried to pull back but he
had little room to move.
“Of course, I’d love to chew on these
as well. But since I can’t, this will have to do.” So, saying, he opened the jaws of a pair of
tit clamps, placed them over the nipple and let them slam shut. Taylor tried to scream and pull away but couldn’t
move much. The tit clamps had a chain
between them which was wrapped around the ring post. If he moved to much, the clamps pulled his
tits away from his chest.
Brad leaned over and began nibbling on
Taylor’s ear and whispering. “Man, I
could have so much damned fun with this gorgeous body.” He had reached around
and began caressing the abs and running
his hand down into the front of the jeans.
“Well, well what do we have here,” Brad whispered as his hand ran into
the head of Taylor’s hardening cock, for although Taylor was straight, his cock
was directly attached to his tits, something his dates were quick to learn.
“Seems you like some rough action. I’ll have to remember that.” He then laughed, yanked on the tit chain and
walked away as Tyler moaned.
Inside the ring, Choirboy stopped and
looked down at the reddened abs of his opponent. He gave an evil smile as he pumped his hand
and screamed “yes”. He then posed for
the crowd. Many wrestlers would tell you
to take out your opponent’s legs so that they were less mobile. Choirboy didn’t adhere to that
philosophy. He felt that if you could
weaken or destroy the abs that was a much better strategy because you had to
use your abs for everything –walking, talking, breathing, moving and almost all
other body functions. So now every time
Alex did anything he would feel it and it would slow him down. Plus, he had also taken out a good deal of
the function of the arms. Alex was his
play toy now and was going to get the beating he so richly deserved.
He walked over to continue his abuse of
Alex, but Alex wasn’t quite as out of it as he thought. Alex lunged up and delivered a head butt into
the groin of Choirboy eliciting a loud grunt and an exhalation of air. But he did feel it in his core. As the Choirboy stepped backward, he grabbed
a handful of Alex’s hair and pulled him back down to the mat. Alex managed to get an ankle onto the
rope. Jeff got between the two and began
pushing Choirboy back. Choirboy took two
steps backwards and then stopped. He
began complaining about the low blow and tried to get around Jeff who was
bodily blocking him.
Seizing their opportunity, Brad and Barry
each grabbed a leg and pulled Alex out of the ring. They jerked him hard and fast so that he went
horizontal out of the ring. Once his
upper body cleared the edge of the ring gravity took over and he fell toward
the floor. However, the knees of Brad
and Berry were in the way and he slammed his abs into them, grunting loudly as
he hit. Brad grabbed both arms and
pulled them behind Alex’s back while placing his foot in the middle of the
upper back and pulled backward.
Alex was in a very effective surfboard
which he felt in his abs, shoulders and upper arms. Barry began alternating kicks into the
shoulders and upper arms further punishing them. Choirboy kept Jeff occupied while B&B did
their thing. Tiring of the hold, Brad
released the surfboard and quickly rolled Alex to his back. Each of the twins grabbed an ankle and lifted
the legs up. They each delivered two toe
point kicks into the inner thigh muscle and then both dropped to the floor,
splitting Alex’s legs apart as far as possible.
Alex shrieked and tried to sit up, which only caused pain in his abs.
As soon as they hit the floor, Brad and
Barry scampered away from Alex. When
Jeff heard the shriek he turned to find Alex on the floor, but Brad and Berry
standing on different sides of the ring.
Taylor and Jake were still nowhere to be seen as they were bound on the
other side of the ring. As Jake was
taking all this in, Choirboy exited the ring to the side, high fived Brad and
walked around to Alex. He grabbed one
ankle, stood on the other and spread the legs apart as far as he could. He listened to the count from Jake and once
he got to eight, the stepped off the ankle, drew his foot upward and stomped
down into Alex’s balls. He then rolled
back under the ring to break the count.
Once he was one his feet, Jeff was all
over him about the low blow and the work outside the ring. Brad and Barry went
over to Alex. Brad pulled him up and
into a half nelson. With his free hand,
he clamped it over Alex’s mouth. Once
the hand was in place, Barry dropped to his knee and delivered a fist straight
into Alex’s already abused balls. Due to
the hand over his mouth, there was not much noise. Brad let him fall to the floor.
Checking to see that Choirboy still had
Jeff distracted, Brad and Barry proceeded to strip Alex out of his maple themed
trunks. They then rolled him back into
the ring wearing just his tight jockstrap.
When Jeff turned around, he knew that he had been played and realized
that he had to do a better job for the rest of the match although he knew it
was probably already too late. Choirboy
pulled Alex to his feet and locked on an abdominal stretched. Once he had his stretched out he began
delivering punches into the tortured ab muscles.
“What the fuck did you do?,” Jeff
screamed as Choirboy locked on the abdominal stretch. “Where the hell are his trunks?”
“How the fuck would I know. I’ve been preoccupied by you. He probably got a little tired and wanted to
show off some.” With this Choirboy
reached down and locked on a tight ball claw.
Jeff immediately began the count.
Brad took the trunks and went over to
Taylor. He pulled the trunks over his
head and cinched them down tight forcing Taylor to inhale the odor. He then reached down and removed the tit
clamps. Taylor bucked as much as
possible when the clamps were released.
It got worse when Brad began massaging and twisting at the nipples. In spite of himself Taylor felt his cock
growing into its full hardness. Brad
then reached over and began nibbling on the ear lobe and using his tongue,
while keep up the work on his tits. In
spite of himself and in mortification, Taylor felt himself shooting off a large
load. Brad just chuckled as he noticed
the growing wet spot in the jeans.
“I knew you were a kinky little
bastard,” he laughed. He then reapplied
the clamps and walked away laughing.
Taylor was actually glad he had the trunks over his face so that people
could not see the large blush that he had.
He knew he would never live this night down.
Just
before the count of five, Choirboy released the ball claw and the abdominal
stretch, but immediately reapplied the stretch.
He wanted to torture the abs some more before he decided which muscle
group to attack next.
He released the stretch, delivered a
knee into the abs, grabbed Alex by the hair and threw him through the ropes
into the waiting arms of Brad and Barry.
As Alex sailed through the ropes, Choirboy shouted “pecs”.
Brad grabbed both arms and twisted them
behind Alex’s back. Barry stood in front
and then began a series of chops across the pecs. Each blow made Alex stagger back a little,
and even Brad had to take a small step backward. In the ring, Choirboy attempted to engage
Jeff, but Jeff ignored him and continued to the count of the lumberjacks. B&B had no choice except to return Alex
back to the ring but not before Brad delivered one final full-strength punch to
the navel.
Alex was rolled back into the ring in a
great deal of pain. He knew that he
didn’t stand a chance and the smart thing would have been to submit. But he had no intention of doing that just
yet. Choirboy grabbed a wrist and used
it to pull Alex to the middle of the ring.
He then dropped his ass onto Alex’s abs.
He pulled the arms so that they were by Alex’s side and then locked them
between his knees and Alex’s side. He
then began to deliver a series of punches to the pecs, alternating between the
right and the left.
At one point, Jeff dropped down and
began a three count as Alex’s shoulders were on the mat. Choirboy reached up, grabbed a handful of
hair and lifted up, bringing Alex’s shoulder with him. He then released the hair and returned to the
punching. This entire scenario occurred
three more times before Choirboy tired of this.
Alex’s body was hurting everywhere it seemed.
Choirboy pulled Alex to his feet and
then locked a pec claw onto each pec. He
made sure that his fingers were digging in deep to the muscles. Then in a show of strength he lifted Alex
off his feet and began to shake him, increasing the pain in the pecs. Alex was not able to get any effective
punches or feet to stop the action so he just dangled there.
Meanwhile Brad had returned to Taylor
and removed the clamps from one tit. He
then began to massage and twist. He would have loved to get his mouth on the
tit, and his tongue, but Taylor was able to move around enough to make that
impossible. In spite of himself,
Taylor’s cock was starting to harden again.
Down the way, Jake could see out of his eye was happening but didn’t
really comprehend it, especially when Barry dropped down beside him and
delivered a series of punches into his balls.
The pain was agonizing. Barry
then walked over to his friends, took something through the fence and returned
to Jake.
Brad ripped the clamp off the other
tit, sat behind Taylor reached an arm around each side and began his caressing
and assault on the nipples. In a matter
of moments, Taylor was rocked hard. Brad
was an expert at reading body language and knew when Taylor was close to ejaculating
again and would back off. He was edging
Taylor, frustrating the hell out of him, while Brad was getting a good hardon
himself.
Back inside the ring, Choirboy threw
Alex to the mat. He knew the time was
coming to stop the beatdown. But not
before he made another circuit of Alex’s body, stomping the biceps, the
shoulders the reddened pecs and the loose abs.
He finished by lifting up the ankles and delivering a leg drop between
the thighs and into the crotch. He
decided to finish the match with an illegal hold. He slid up between the legs and locked on a
ball claw reinforcing it with his other hand.
Jake called out the move and began to
count him out. However, when he reached
three he heard Alex scream out “I submit, no more, I give, please stop.” Jake had a choice to make, continue the count
and break the hold, or accept the submission even though the hold was
illegal. He decided on the later and he
knew that Alex was in a great deal of pain.
Jake signaled for the bell and motioned
for Choirboy to break the hold. To
everyone’s amazement he did. Choirboy
then stood and flexed while his boot was on Alex’s chest, glorifying in his
win. He dropped down next to Alex and
whispered “that was fun. We should do
this again, but for now I think we are almost even. But there is one more thing to do.” He pulled Alex to his feet, drug him over to
the ropes and then tied his arms between the top and second rope with his feet
dangling off the ring edge. He slipped
outside the ring, ripped Alex’s jock strap off, and in an imitation of what he
thought of as Tim’s hold, tied Alex’s boot laces to his balls. This pulled down on his balls which were
already sore. He groaned.
Choirboy then stood, forced the jock
strap into Alex’s mouth and used the straps to tie it around his head. Jake had stood by and allowed all this
happen. He knew that if he tried to
interfere he would probably get a beatdown of his own but more importantly he
realized that his had to happen if there was ever to be any resolution between
Choirboy and Alex. But he seriously
doubted that would happen.
While Choirboy had been getting the
submission, Brad had continued his assault of Taylor’s tits. He finally brough him to his second emission
just as Choirboy was tying the jockstrap.
“Well, that was fun. Next time we do this it should be a blast,”
Brad taunted.
B&B then joined Choirboy in the
ring as the crowd responded overwhelmingly for Choirboy. Choirboy then turned toward Jake and started
walking toward him.
“Hey, I’m not doing anything, all is
good,” Jake replied as he backpedaled until he hit the ring ropes. Choirboy and B&B were immediately in
front of him smiling with an evil glint in their eyes.
Choirboy got close and just said, “Step
out of the ring and down onto the floor.”
“Why, what….” Jake began until he saw
the look in Choirboy’s eye. He stepped
out and down onto the floor. For the
first time he was able to see what had happened to Tyler and Jake. While he was outraged for his friends, he had
to give the heels credit. They had used
the match setup to their advantage, much to Alex’s detriment. Choirboy and B&B then joined him and they
escorted Jake out of the cage. As they
passed through the cage door, one of
B&B’s friends handed them a thick chain which was used to lock the door to
the cage and a large master padlock was applied. The key was inserted and then broken
off. Taylor, Jake and Alex were going to
have to wait for some time to be released if B&B had anything to say about
it.
Once in the back, Choirboy and B&B
went to the heel locker room and Jake into the ref’s room.
“Why didn’t you fuck him in the middle
of the ring?,” Barry asked.
“While that was tempting, not really my
style and besides the timing isn’t right.
Got to give the fans something to look forward to.”
“So it isn’t over between you two??”
“Listen, at the Redneck Arena it is
NEVER over between anybody.” As he said
this Choirboy put his hand on Barry’s chest and pushed him against the
wall. In a menacing voice, Choirboy said
“And remember, even if it is over, there is always someone new to feud with.” With that he lightly tapped Barry in the balls
and then walked off to shower.
Barry and Brad looked over at each
other and Brad raised his eyebrows in a questioning fashion. They then exited the locker room still in
their wrestling attire.
Meanwhile security was trying to figure
out how to get the door of the cage opened.
Finally, one of them had the bright idea to take the wire cutters away
from B&B’s friends and use that to cut through the fencing. While one group was releasing Alex, another
group was trying to free Taylor and Jake.
Taylor was easy as there were a pair of handcuff keys laying on the mat
next to him. His hands were freed, his
shoelaces cut and then the cock gag was released from the ring post freeing
him. Removing the gag from his mouth was
going to be a little more difficult as Brad had locked it on with a small lock
and no key was handy. The crowd laughed
and jeered as they all noticed the big wet spot on Taylor’s jeans as he ran out
of the ring and to the back.
Jake wasn’t as lucky for Barry had
poured superglue into the handcuff locks and had used locks to secure the cock
gag to Jake’s head and to the ring post.
It was going to take some time to free him (couple hours actually). But then again maybe security wasn’t moving
as rapidly as possible.
Alex and Taylor were escorted back to
their respective locker rooms. As Taylor
came in, Jeff appeared with a set of keys he had found on the bench and was
finally able to free the cock gag from Taylor’s mouth. The keys didn’t work on Jake however, as
Barry had poured superglue into those lock as well.
Chad walked in to check on a naked and
tired Alex as he sat on the bench. He
was accompanied by Brice and Dan.
“Why didn’t you submit sooner?” Chad
asked.
“Common sense. I knew if I submitted too soon, even though I
wanted to, Choirboy would feel cheated and the feud would continue. Hopefully now, I won’t be as big a target as
before, but with Choirboy who knows.
Hopefully he’ll turn his sights on someone else now.”
“Probably good plan. But don’t really know if that will work,”
Chad replied. Just then the door opened
and B&B walked into the room. Chad
stood up and positioned himself between B&B and Alex.
“Chill out big guy,” Brad stated. “We aren’t here to do anything other than to
check on our friend here.” Once again he
and Barry exchanged looks that silently said, “if Brice and Dan weren’t here….”
“Some friends,” Chad replied.
“Hey, he had it coming and he knows
it. But as far as we are concerned it is
over with.”
Chad looked skeptical but Alex replied
“Hey it’s okay. God help me but I
believe them.”
Chad then stood back and was surprised
as B&B helped Alex out of his wrestling gear and into the shower to clean
up, get dressed and then escorted Alex out and home.
As they moved toward the back door,
they ran into Taylor who had just gotten some fresh air as he was waiting on
security to free Jake. Taylor tensed as
the group passed by especially when Brad suddenly reached up and, through his
shirt, grasped Taylor’s right nipple. Taylor tried to step back but ran into
the wall. As Brad grasped the tit, in
spite of himself, Taylor let out a moan of pleasure.
Alex started to step over to assist
Taylor, but Barry placed his hand on Alex’s arm and said “Don’t worry. Nothing bad is going to happen---here.”
“Maybe you and I alone sometimes,” Brad
whispered. As he released the nipple, he
slapped his other hand into Taylor wet groin hitting the balls with a little
more force than a love tap. He noted
that Taylor’s cock was engorged again. Taylor
just moaned some more and turned red. Brad just winked at him and laughed.
B&B, and the people standing around
all just laughed at Taylor’s discomfort.
All except the commish who had wandered back. He grinned with true malevolence. He just had to figure out a way to get Taylor
and his magnificent chest into a match.
Especially now that all the heels knew where his Achilles heel was – his magnificent
tits.
A couple of hours later, Taylor and a
finally freed Jake were sitting in the ref’s room with Jeff who had waited
around.
“Sorry guys, but there wasn’t really
anything I could do,” Jeff explained.
Jake replied “yeah we know that. Doesn’t make it any better but we know
it. I actually have to give them some credit,
they thought it out and knew what they were doing.”
Taylor scowled in his direction. “I don’t have to give them anything, except
maybe a beating.”
“Well, they did. We are just going to have to start thinking
more deviously if we have any hope of counterbalancing the heels in the future
when we ref and especially when we wrestle.”
They didn’t know that they had
something else to worry about as well.
For As Alex sat at home, he was plotting a little revenge on his
lumberjacks for letting him down. He
knew that he and they had been outsmarted.
Even knowing this, though, he still wanted a little revenge against his
Lumberjacks for failing him and because he thought it would be fun.
Super hot!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you liked it. I LOVE the possibilities with a lumberjack match. And it was time that Alex found out he is human after all.
ReplyDeleteLove it mangler!
ReplyDeleteAlex planning something for his lumberjacks would be something to look forward to :)