The Little Colonel's Bad Advice Consequences

 

[No wrestling in this one, but for your Christmas enjoyment, here is the rest of the fallout from Dan's last bout.  Hope you enjoy]

The Little Colonel’s Bad Advice

Consequences

By

The Mangler

 

Chad was kneeling in the dirt being face fucked by another random cock. Initially he tried to keep track so that he could get some payback, but by this time he couldn’t.  He had lost count.  He felt like his mouth was going to taste like cum forever.  The one thing he did know is that Cumface Dan was going to pay and pay bigtime.

After the cock had ejaculated and been removed, he was ordered to stand as his next ride was ready.  Dan was a tall bear of a man.  He stood at 6’7 and weighed over 300 pounds.  He was barrel chested and was covered in a layer of hair.  He obviously took care of his body.  Even flaccid his cock was 8 inches and thick.  It was also uncircumcised.

The Little Colonel's Bad Advice

[Happy Thanksgiving to my American readers.  This wasn't supposed to be published until Dec. 1, but I thought I would give you something for the holiday, making your family wonder why you had that smile on your face.  I know that at least ONE of you should.  As usual, let me know what you think.]

 The Little Colonel’s Bad Advice

(Cumface Dan vs Tank)

By

The Mangler

 Dan was wandering the campground, dressed in only workout shorts so his fine physique was on full display, when he ran into Tank, the leader of the Demons.  Tank was 45 years old, 6’1” tall and weighed in at 210 pounds.  He wasn’t gym muscle defined, but muscled from hard work.  He was wearing the Demon motorcycle vest, which showed off his hairy chest and multiple tattoos covering his arms and chest, and a pair of old distressed jeans.  His chest and arms were covered with tattoos.  He had a goatee and mustache.

“Nice showing on that last match.  A little deviousness in you after all.”

“Well, I’m learning a lot being here and at the Arena.”

“Maybe it’s time to take it to the next level.”

“What do you mean?”

“Time to try a different match style.  I would propose a submission match where the winner determines the terms.”

“How does that work.”

“Suppose you had me in a hold that I wanted to submit to.  You would tell me what terms you would be willing to accept to allow me to submit.  If I said no the match continues, even if I do submit it is not valid.”

Marshall's Revenge

 [This story is a 'throw back' story.  It is in the style of some of the original Mangler stories and is thus more brutal and more intense than some of the newer stories.  Let me know if you like it or not.]

Marshall’s Revenge

By

The Mangler

Marshall Winston Gould, IV seemingly had it all.  Money (he was a trust fund baby), Smarts (top of class in high school and college), athletic ability (star quarterback Division I), looks (considered extremely handsome), and fitness.  He stood 5’11” tall, weighed 200 pounds, 4% body fat and shredded so that you could almost see every muscle fiber.  His abs were an 8 pack and rock hard. 

Wrestling was his chosen profession and he excelled at it.  That is until he came to the Universal Wrestling Association.  Here he had no wins in the 9 months that he had been here and was very frustrated.  How did he end up in this situation?

Marshall had been recruited to the association by his college teammate Wiley and the other faces in the league.  Over the last couple of years, a faction had developed known as the Heel Faction (why not call yourself what you are) and they were running rampant through the league and had essentially taken over.  They would use just about any trick or tactic to win.  Wiley knew that they needed some new blood, knew that Marshall was talented and knew he loved a good challenge so he was fairly easy to convince.  Marshall’s downfall had been his mouth and his confidence.

Jekyll Island Fights: Tag Team Action

 

[Further adventures of our college boys on Jekyll Island]

Jekyll Island Fights:

Tag Team Action

By

The Mangler

Sherman and Mr. Peabody  parked in the soccer complex parking lot.  They got out of their car, grabbed their gym bags and water bottles and walked over the boardwalk and down onto Glory beach.  Once arriving they heard a loud thud and looked south where they could see the wrestling ring and realized that a match was in progress.  The audience was small but very vocal.  They looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and headed in that direction.

“And that ladies and gentlemen concludes the official matches for tonight.  However, if you wish to stay around, you can watch a couple of college tag teams battle for bragging rights over each other.”

The Techies (Georgia Tech students) had just arrived when they heard the announcement and looked at each other.  They hadn’t really expected much of a crowd but were pleased.  They noticed Stewart off to the side talking with Mikey and headed in that direction.

Jekyll Island Fights: The Consequences

 [no wrestling in this one, but consequences from the last fight and the setup for the next one.]

Jekyll Island Fights:

The Consequences

By

The Mangler

Jerry was splayed out on the bed.  His wrists were cuffed to the headboard, his feet to the footboard, and he had a blindfold on..  He was completely naked.  As Stewart walked out of the bathroom, Jerry said “Didn’t know you were into such kinky stuff Stewie baby.”

“Oh, this is special just for you.”  With that he sprayed shaving cream over the chest, abs and pubs of his tied-up best friend.  As he spread the cream around he said, “Besides, you lost the bet and now is the time to pay the piper, or in this case the razor.”  He then brandished an old-fashioned disposable razor he had purchased last night.”

Jekyll Island Fights: The Beginning

[Well, I finally managed to get back into the groove and finish another story.  Hopefully this is the start of a series, but probably not as frequently as before.  Let me know what you think.] 

Jekyll Island Fights:

The Beginning

By

The Mangler

Jekyll Island, a barrier island off the coast of Georgia, is limited by state law in the number of acres that can be developed.  Therefore, it not as developed or as busy as other beach locations.  Because of this, it is not high on the list of college spring break vacations as there are not enough bars and night activities.  The beaches are mostly open and undeveloped.   Many families do go there for the smaller crowds and slightly more relaxed atmosphere.

However, some college people do stay there for the quiet relaxing atmosphere and travel over to St. Simons for the more raucous aspects of spring break.  Jerry and Stewart were two such college students and were staying at Jerry’s parents’ condo at the beach.  It was an ocean front condo in the section known as The Cottages and since Jerry’s parents owned it, staying there was free. 

The beach was actually one long continuous beach that was 10 miles long but was known by various names at different locations.  The condo was located on the northern end of the island and as such, the beach was very dependent on the tide schedule.  At high tide, there was no beach and at low tide a fairly large beach.  Fortunately, at the middle and southern ends of the island there was always beach available.  So, beach activity at the condo wasn’t continuous and had to be well timed.

Event Two: Match # 4

 

Event 2 Match 4:

Break Match: Ty vs. "Dozer"

After about ten minutes in which the crowd moved around, hitting up bathrooms and stepping out for cigarettes, George called a very unready Ty back to the ring.

"Our next match is a submission-break match. This means that if either man submits, the match does not end, but goes on, after a two-minute break, until a pin or some other form of elimination happens. The underdog in this match, at 145 pounds, TY!" The crowd went nuts for Ty as he came back to the ring in his black and gold singlet, though he winced with almost every serious breath.

"And his opponent, a powerful man at 326 pounds, DOZER!" Dozer came to the ring in black trunks, his bare chest and broad shoulders looking huge as he stepped over the ropes and prepared to square off with Ty. After the bell rang, as they circled, the big man said, "I hear you're tough, you can take a lot."

Event 2: Match # 3

 

Event 2 Match 3:

Dane vs. "Dirty" Harry and "BAM" Whitman

Interlude: "Dirty" and BAM before their match (MS and Lineman)

In the Cruiserweight/Heavyweight locker room, Harry and BAM were getting pumped for their match against Dane, who had already gone out to be ready for his entrance.

JWSA Event 2, Intro Match 1 & 2

JSWA Night # 2

Night # 2  Introduction

  After enduring all he had at JSWA's opening night, Ty walked back to his dorm with just under three hundred dollars in his pocket - almost enough to fully cover the books he needed. Jimmy hadn't made out quite as well, but what he'd made would help. Still, as they drove with Eric back to campus that night, Jimmy wouldn't shut up about his arm. Ty knew Jimmy wouldn't be back to JSWA in two weeks. So, he resolved to find someone else to join him. In this, he would have little trouble.

JSWA Match 7

 [This is the last match in the night one series of JSWA.  While I am not completely certain, I think these were written by a Bruce Major.

There are 3 more "events" each with several matches.  Let me know if you are interested in me publishing the other events.]

Night one Match 7

Gauntlet: Ty and Jimmy vs. "Gorgeous" George and "Lenny"

 

When Eric looked at Jimmy's excruciatingly painful arm after his match against Biff and LJ, he knew that the shoulder they hit at the end of the match was dislocated. "I can pop it back in, but it'll hurt like hell - you shouldn't wrestle again tonight."