Bodybuilder’s Destruction
III
(Todd vs “Cumface”
Dan)
By
The Mangler
The commissioner was very excited about
tonight’s match. There had been so much interest that he had looked into
leasing a larger space. However, there
wasn’t enough time to set it up like the Arena was and that was a big part of
the attraction. Someone had suggested
streaming it, but that had the problem of not being able to control who saw it
and running the risk of photos or videos being produced. Photography was strictly forbidden at the
Arena – unless, or course, the commissioner surreptitiously did it for his
nefarious purposes later. There was
thought of upping the ticket prices, but he was concerned that he would
alienate his hardcore audience.
He finally landed on renting out a private restaurant where he could set up several different viewing rooms under controlled conditions. The ticket prices would be based on the amenities and his staff to police photos and videos.
The buzz around the match was mainly because of
the two people involved, Todd and Dan (aka cumface). Todd had been in one of the very first Arena
matches and had lost. He was in the match because he bitched about the
referring of one of his matches to Bret, the ref, who then challenged Todd to a
match where Todd was beaten and used Arena style.
Of course, Todd’s ego was so fucking big that he
knew it wasn’t his fault but the fault of Jeff, the ref for that match, so he
had demanded a rematch with Brett also with Jeff as the referee. That had gone about as well as the first
match had and to end the match, he had agreed to do two more matches, one
against the twin TagTeam B&B and one against Cumface Dan. This was the first of those matches. He also agreed to a six-month contract with
the commissioner. That contract was
about to expire without him having to do any matches. After beating the jobber Dan Cumface in this
match, he only had to get past the Twins and he was done with the league.
After considerable arguing over who would be the
ref, the decision was made to make it a random draw among all the refs of the
league.
Todd had short hair and unshaven face which gave
him a rather intimidating look. At least
he thought so. He was a bodybuilder,
but not in season, so his 5’8’ 215-pound frame was all muscle. He had packed on an additional 10 pounds of
weight after his last Arena loss. He was
wearing bright red square cut trunks with an obvious bump where his protective
cup was sewn into the trunks. He wasn’t
taking any changes tonight. When he was
announced, he sauntered down to the ring with an exaggerated swagger and posing
and playing for the crowd. He climbed
into the ring, continued a series of poses and walked to his corner. The audience reaction was in generally a
negative one, even from some of his friends in the crowd who were getting tired
of his narcissistic personality. They
were secretly routing for his defeat to try and bring him down a notch.
Next up was Cumface Dan. He had originally been known as Dan the
Destroyer, but he had been forced to cum several times during his debut match
and thus his new nickname was born which stuck.
He was now used to it and it didn’t bother him – well not too much
anyway – especially after his week at The Campground. Dan, who had an oriental look, stood 6’2” tall and weighed in at 235 pounds which was
rock hard muscle. After his fight with
Choirboy, he had been contracted to be trained by Chad and Brice – and not
exactly by his choice. However, the
three of them had become a very close group both inside and outside of the
ring. So much so, that Chad and Brice
had taken Dan with them to the Campground for leather week. That had a disastrous ending for Dan, Chad
and Brice, although the other attendees loved it. The relationship between the three was a
little frosty. As such Dan had been
forced into a very regimented and demanding training schedule with little to no
down time. He had put on about 10 pounds
and had sculpted to his body to near perfection.
Tonight, he was
wrestling in a deep purple singlet that was probably a size too small. His cock and balls were very well
outlined. It was obvious he was not
wearing any protection. Most of the
crowd had heard, if not seen, the action at the campground, and were not
surprised to see the changes present in Chad and Brice. Chad, normally a bear of a man covered with a
fine pelt of hair, was hairless from the top of his head down to his little
toe. In spite of this he was wearing a
leather jockstrap, chaps and a leather vest. Due to his size, very few people
made comments to him directly. His
partner Brice, who had muscles on muscle on muscles, was sporting a nose
piercing and tit rings – on with the gay flag hanging from it and one with the
twink flag hanging from it. He was wearing a pair of very tight bicycle shorts
which demonstrated that he also had a large PA in place.
Most intriguing to
the crowd were the two twinkies hanging around and on Brice. They seemed to have rights to molest,
manhandle or whatever you wish to call it, any part of Brice’s body without
complaint – a very unusual situation as Brice was very particular about who he
let touch him and it was usually only other muscle men. This was also an
unexpected fallout from the campground.
Also in attendance were Tank, leader of the
motorcycle gang, the Demons, Skull, dressed in jeans and a leather vest, who
had wrestled many times in the Arena and, most intriguing to the crowd, was a
naked and bound Samson with a Demon sign branded on his ass. The last time the crowds had seen Samson he
was in control of Skull – now he was being controlled by Butch, another member
of the Demons. Further fallout from
leather week at the campground.
Spike, Patriot, Bully and Wrestledaddy, all from
the campground, were also in attendance with Spike and Patriot obviously in
charge. Most of those who wrestled for
the Arena were also hanging about.
Usually they would be against Cumface, but Todd was so universally
disliked, that some of the wrestlers were rooting for him to take more of the
beating. Especially paying attention were Brad and Barry from the tag team
B&B. They were scheduled to have a handicapped
match with Todd and were looking to gain more information. They were accompanied to the event by Brad’s
boyfriend Kaden, a drop-dead beauty who Brad had been seeing for several
months. To be truthful, the crowd was
hoping both wrestlers came out on the short end of the stick.
Dan entered the ring
to mostly negative and obscene shouts. He
appeared to be more serious and not as free spirited as his normal ring
persona. Both Dan and Todd were viewed
as bottom boys and jobber boys so there was little love on either side. That explained part of the interest in
tonight’s match – which muscular jobber was going to come out on top. Dan entered the ring and took up station in
his corner.
Both Todd and Dan
were eager to get the match on, but it had been made abundantly clear, that no
action was to take place until a ref was present and signalled a start. The consequences of not obeying that were
very severe and neither wanted to risk it.
“And now, by random
draw we shall see who is to ref the match tonight. Todd, the commissioner has decided that you
may draw the name.” Todd hopped down
from the ring and walked over to the chain link fence dividing the ring from
the crowd. His friend was a holding a
bowl up with all the ref’s names in it.
Todd reached his hand through the fence and into the bowl and drew the
name of the ref for the match.
He looked down at the name and shouted, “Oh fuck
no. This is a setup. This goddamned
idiot cannot be the ref.” Turning toward
the commissioner he continued yelling, “This was not a fair draw, you set me
the fuck up and I will not stand for it.”
He threw the paper to the ground where everyone
could see it read “Jeff.” Jeff had refed
his last two matches in the Arena and Todd blamed him for both loses.
The commissioner addressed Todd. “You agreed to the terms and the consequences
for not participating. You watched as
all the names were placed in the bowl and was handed to YOUR best friend to
hold. Are you accusing him of being dishonest?”
Todd was still beside himself, but looked over
at his friend who was staring at him hard.
“No, I’m not accusing him of cheating, but come on dammit. What are the odds, Jeff would be chosen?”
The commissioner replied, “I don’t know and
don’t care. You and your friends
controlled the pick and Jeff it shall be.”
Todd still blamed Jeff for both of his wrestling
defeats at the Redneck arena. He was right about one and wrong about one. But the one he was wrong about, had given him
a pretty bad beating and forced tonight’s match. He thought the way the draw was being handled
that there was no way Jeff would have been selected. However, since Jeff’s name was the only one
in the bowl, he was assured of being the ref.
After Todd had watched as all the ref’s names were written down and
placed in the bowl, the bowl was handed to his friend Trent. What Todd didn’t see was Trent swapping that
bowl for another one. And thus, Jeff was
the ref. Maybe if Todd wasn’t such a narcissistic,
ego driven asshole, his friend wouldn’t have plotted against him. Actually, Trent could have overlooked those
characteristics, but he could not overlook Todd making a pass at his new
girlfriend. That called for some drastic
action.
Jeff entered into the ring area wearing tight black pants, a ref’s
shirt one size too small and wrestling boots.
Jeff stood 6” tall and weighed in at 195 pounds. He was in shape but was not nearly as
shredded as Todd or Brett, but he was still strong and could control guys
bigger than him. He walked to the center
of the ring and summoned the two wrestlers.
“Okay, we all know how this is going to go. Keep to the rules and obey my commands and
everything will be fine.”
“Yeah, right,” Todd smirked. “As if you haven’t already chosen sides.”
Jeff just looked at Todd and said, “tonight I am
the ref and I intend to call this straight down the middle. Now fist bump and go back to your corners.
The two wrestlers warily did a fist bump and
both then backed to the corners until such time as Jeff signalled for the
bell.
When the bell rang, the two wrestlers approached
each other cautiously. Dan slowly raised
his right hand and fingers calling for a test of strength. Todd seemed to be a little hesitant.
“Don’t be such a pussy,” someone in the crowd
yelled at Todd.
Todd briefly glanced in that direction to see if
he could figure out who it was. Todd did
not like being called out by anyone as he felt he was perfection itself. Unfortunately, as soon as Todd glanced away
from Dan, Dan responded by bringing his right foot up and between the legs of
Todd slamming his balls causing an “oomph” to escape from Todd’s mouth. Dan immediately followed up by grabbing a
handful of hair and pulling Todd into a headlock.
As soon as the headlock was secured, Dan flipped
Todd over his hip and down to the mat.
Dan did not release the headlock and fell partially onto Todd as he hit
the map.
All of this happened so fast that Todd was
laying on the mat before Jeff had a chance to admonish Dan.
“All right, break the hold,” Jeff ordered Dan.
“But why, a hip toss is perfectly legal,” Dan responded
as he kept the pressure on.
“But a kick to the balls isn’t, so break the
damned hold,” Jeff responded.
Dan complied by releasing the headlock and then
immediately reapplying it.
“Satisfied,” He demanded.
“Yep,” was all that Jeff said.
Todd slowly was able to force himself and Dan
back to their feet. As soon as they did,
Dan turned such that he was away from the referee and drove a thumb into Todd’s
throat. Todd backed up gagging and
raising his hand to his throat.
“Did you hit him in the throat,” Jeff asked?
“Nope,” Dan replied as he grabbed Todd on each
side of the head and monkey flipped him to the mat. Todd hit the mat and bounced. Dan walked over to Todd and began to pull him
up until Todd was on his knees. At this
point, Todd lashed out with a closed fist slamming it into Dan’s abdominals
forcing Dan to take a step backward.
Todd continued rising until he was on his feet where he grabbed both
sides of Dan’s head and pull down while raising his right knee. The head and
the knee collided, forcing Dan backwards and more upright. Todd delivered a closed fist into the lower
abs causing Dan to bend forward slightly.
Todd locked Dan’s head under his right arm and dropped down to the mat
with a DDT slamming Dan’s head into the mat. He then rolled Dan to his back, sat on his
chest, and began delivering a series of fists into the abs.
“Watch the fists,” Jeff shouted at Todd.
“I am watching them and they are going exactly
where they are supposed to,” was the reply.
Jeff then began a 5 count, with Todd stopping at
the count of four. Todd stood to his
feet, stepped to one side and dropped a knee into the abs. Dan folded upward and then rolled to his
side. Todd pulled Dan to his feet by his hair, lifted him and then dropped him
abs first across his knee in an abs breaker, and then rolled Dan off his knee
and onto the mat.
Dan had the sense to keep rolling and rolled out
of the ring standing up by using the apron as a crutch. Todd charged across the ring, rebounded off
the ropes, crossed the ring and slide under the bottom rope with his feet
connecting with the side of Dan’s head.
Dan staggered backward until he hit the fence surrounding the ring where
he slid down to his ass leaning against the fence. One of Todd’s friends, grabbed Dan by the
hair through the fence holding him in place.
Todd exited the ring and went over to a sitting Dan. He reached down and grabbed him under both
pits applying a pec claw. He used this
to pull dan to his feet. He stepped away
from the fence and then charged back into the fence slamming Dan’s entire body
into it. He did this twice more. When he pulled Dan away from the fence after
the last slam, he prepared to charge into the fence once more, but was stopped
when Dan drove his right knee between Todd’s leg and slammed his balls up into
his pelvis.
Todd dropped the pec claw and stepped back. Dan, still somewhat groggy from the previous
fence slams, never the less, placed his hands on Todd’s pecs and pushed
backward toward the ring until Todd’s back slammed into the apron edge. Dan then slid under the bottom rope and back
into the ring breaking Jeff’s slow count.
Todd was walking around outside the ring, massaging his back and holding
onto his balls.
Todd suddenly found himself propelled into the fence as Dan jumped
between the first and second ropes slamming into Todd. As Todd staggered back from hitting the
fence, Dan grabbed Todd by the back of his head, charged him toward the ring
and tossed him back into the ring. Dan
hopped onto the ring apron, jumped to the top rope and leapt off for a frog squash
on a prone Todd. Unfortunately, he was
met by Todd’s knees which had been pulled up.
Dan slammed abs first into the knees, then rolled off onto the mat clutching
his stomach and trying to catch his breath.
Todd was able to pull himself up
first. He grabbed Dan’s ankle and pulled
him into the middle of the ring. He
rolled Dan to his back, sat across it, pulled Dan’s arms up over his legs and
grabbed under the chin locking in a textbook Camel Clutch. Dan grunted once Todd had the hold in
place.
“Nice try cumface, but you are back
where jobbers belong – getting beat down.”
Todd then pulled back harder on the clutch. He maintained the hold until the crowd
started yelling about the lack of action.
He did this is order to allow him some time to recover. Suddenly, he dropped the chin, pushed the
arms off his thighs, dropping Dan back to the mat.
Todd stood and directed a series of boot
stomps to the lower back. He then used
his feet to push Dan to his back. He
delivered two stomps into the abs before grabbing both ankles, lifting them up
and spreading them apart.
“Don’t do it,” Jeff warned.
“Don’t do what,” Todd asked. “Oh, you mean don’t do this,” and he preceded
to drop down between Dan’s legs with his right leg, making sure to slam his
calf into the balls.” Dan screamed and
covered his crotch.
“Watch the low blows,” the ref
cautioned.
“Ooops, my bad,” was all Todd said and
his got to his feet.
“Don’t fucking give me, ‘Oops’. Watch the fucking low blows,” Jeff admonished
as he got into Todd face.
“Sure, sure, don’t get your worthless
panties in a bunch,” Todd replied as he put both hands on Jeff’s chest and
pushed him backward causing Jeff to trip over the still prone Dan and hit the
mat. The back of his head slammed into
the mat and for a moment he was seeing stars.
Todd grabbed both ankles again, lifted them up and delivered two stomps
down into the balls. As Jeff began to
get back up, he rolled Dan to his back, straddled the back before dropping
down, butt first onto the lower back. He
grabbed both legs and efficiently applied a Boston Crab. Dan grunted as the
hold was applied.
Jeff came around and got into Todd’s
face and began to berate him about putting hands on the ref. Todd just grinned at him.
As Jeff finally finished yelling and
stood back, Todd said to him, “Now why don’t you do your job and see if cumface
here wished to submit.”
Jeff glared for a couple of seconds
before he went toward Dan’s head and asked him if he submitted. As soon as Jeff was out of sight, Todd
released one leg and slammed that fist into Dan’s balls, before locking on a
ball claw.
“Oh fuck, fuck, my balls, my goddamned
balls,” Dan screamed as the claw sank in.
Jeff immediately headed back toward Todd where he found him holding a
single leg clutch with both hands locked on the leg.
“Watch the nuts,” Jeff yelled although
he didn’t see anything going on.
“Hard to do when pussy boy doesn’t have
any is all Todd said.
For the next few seconds, anytime Jeff
went to see if Dan wanted to submit, Todd was concentrating some move on his
balls. Finally, Jeff had enough and
demanded a break.
“Why, it’s a simple clutch,” Todd
demanded.
“I know better than that so break the
hold because I said so,”
When Todd didn’t do as he was told, Jeff
began his count. When he reached 4, he
broke the hold and stood up and got into Jeff’s face.
“Listen you idiot. You’ve already cost me at least two matches because
of your fucking incompetence, don’t think you are going to cost me another
one.” As he screamed, he had slowly
pushed back until Jeff felt the turnbuckle as his back. “I really should show you what a ball shot
feels like, but I ain’t that kind of wrestler.”
As he said the last, he brought his right hand up and gently slapped
Jeff on the jaw.
“Just back off before I disqualify you,”
Jeff replied before he began to push back.
Todd just laughed as he turned away and
walked back over to Dan who had rolled himself over and gotten up to his
knees. He was stretched out with his
forehead on the mat and his hands clasped together above his head.
“That’s right, pray to your God, me, for
mercy, but it won’t be granted” Todd taunted as he mugged for the crowd and
approached the down man.
When he was in range, Dan suddenly rose
upward, bringing his clasped hands up into an arc, until they slammed full
force into Todd’s balls. While the cup
provided some protection, the look of shock and pain on Todd’s face, as the
pain exploded in his balls, and the air exploded out of his lungs, was, as they
say, priceless. He slowly sank to the
mat on his knees.
Jeff coming from the backside had not
seen the actual blow, so he said nothing.
Dan crawled around Todd, pulled Todd’s right wrist to his left shoulder
and his left wrist to his right shoulder.
He then sat back and pulled Todd’s back and shoulders into this bent
knee. He leaned back with all his
strength, locking Todd into a Japanese strangle hold. Although is balls were still in pain, this
allowed Dan to rest as the hold required little strength as it was mostly about
leverage. Todd was stretched out and
having his air supply decreased.
When Todd had almost quite struggling,
Dan released the hold. He didn’t want Todd out yet. He reached down and pulled Todd to his feet
grabbed him around the waist and inverted him.
He turned him upside down and deposited him in the closet corner,
trapping the ankles under the rope. Todd
was now is the tree of woe.
Dan stepped back as Jeff went to try and
free Todd. Just as Jeff got one leg
free, Dan started stomping into the chest and abs. Jeff turned and ordered him back. Dan responded by delivering a knee into the
abs then stepped back. Once Jeff again
tried to free Todd, Dan moved in and delivered a series of punches to the abs
and then finished his attach with a hand edge into the balls.
He stepped back and raised his hands in
the air toward the crowd as Jeff finally freed Todd as he dropped to the mat.
“You doing okay,” Jeff asked?
“What the fuck do you think,” Todd
responded. “With your worthless reffering,
Danno is taking cheap shots and they hurt.
You are fucking useless.”
Jeff just stepped back and watched as
Todd used the ropes to pull himself to his feet. As Todd stepped toward the middle of the
ring, Jeff approached again to see if he was okay to continue. Todd turned his head toward Jeff, put his
hand on the chest and pushed Jeff backward who stumbled and fell onto the mat,
again. As he turned back towards Dan, he
was met with a dropkick to the upper chest, which forced him backwards and into
the rope. Dan followed up, placed his
hand behind Todd’s head and then charged across the ring throwing Todd over the
top rope and down onto the arena floor.
Jeff was looking at the action but pretended he hadn’t seen anything.
Dan immediately followed by leaping over the top
rope and landing on Todd’s Back. He
quickly scooped Todd up and ran him back first into the corner ring post before
dropping him. Dan slide under the bottom
rope, back into the ring, only long enough to break the count. Once back on the arena floor, he pulled Todd
to his feet by his hair and ran him head first into the corner post. Todd staggered back and dropped to his knees.
Grabbing him by the hair, Dan forced him back to
his feet and then ran him head first into the fence surrounding the ring right
in front of Trent. He then turned so
that he and Todd were back-to-back and, using him feet, pushed backward into
Todd forcing his body into the chain link fence with his face turned to the
side.
Jeff had exited the ring and was berating Dan
for his actions. While Dan and the ref
were interacting, Todd’s best friend Trent reached through the fence and pulled
out the top of Todd’s trunks. Repeating
the maneuver from his prior two arena matches, his friend poured a bottle of Icy
Hot down the front of the trunks into the crotch. However, this bottle had been altered as a
couple of ghost peppers had been juiced and added to the mixture along with
some cayenne pepper.
“That should help,” Todd’s friend yelled as he
gently tapped him on the jaw.
Hearing those words, Dan agreed with the referee
and stepped away from Todd and re-entered the ring, but not before delivering
an elbow to the back of Todd’s head. As
he stepped away, Todd staggered away from the fence and dropped to the ring floor
slightly dazed.
He then began to feel a slight warmness to his
crotch, but then suddenly screamed in horrible pain as the doctored Icy Hot had
entered the tip of his penis into the exposed mucosa. The pain went to a 25 on a level of 10 almost
instantly. He began rubbing at his
crotch and rolling around in pain. He
quickly got to his feet.
The ref was trying to see what the problem was,
but obviously couldn’t know for sure, although he did notice a liquid stain
forming on the front of the wrestler’s trunks.
He thought maybe Todd had peed himself.
Now fully awake, Todd untied his trunks and quickly pulled them down to
his ankles.
“What are you doing,” Jeff asked?
Todd ignored him and continued to remove the
trunks in their entirety. He had also
removed the jock strap with it. He was
furiously trying to wipe the Icy Hot from his cock and balls, not realizing
that he had turned his trunks inside out and was using the soaked side. He had tears forming in his eyes. He was able to soak up the majority of the
juice, but couldn’t really stop the pain.
Once seeing Todd naked and dancing around, Dan
exited the ring and delivered a pump handled blow between Todd’s legs slamming
his unprotected balls up into his hip bone.
This dropped Todd to his knees.
Jeff quickly admonished Dan and got between him
and Todd, but Dan simply walked around him and approached Todd. He reached down to Todd’s crotch grabbed the
trunks from him. He balled these up and
forced them into Todd’s mouth. Todd
screamed and immediately reached up and pulled the trunks out of his mouth and
threw them away. His mouth and his cock were now on fire. Dan then grabbed Todd by the hair and pulled
him over to the ring edge where he threw him under the ring ropes after
slamming his head into the edge of the ring.
He quickly followed him into the ring.
Todd realized that he was in trouble and
thought about simply submitting. Dan,
however, had other ideas and pulled Todd to his feet, locked on a side
headlock, turned away from Jeff who was crawling back into the ring and
delivered two judo thrusts into the throat, effectively preventing Todd was
saying anything.
Todd stumbled to Jeff trying to let him
know what had happened, but Jeff stated he hadn’t seen anything. In frustration, Todd threw a weak punch
towards Jeff, but he sidestepped. The next
thing Todd knew he was flying through the air and hitting the mat, Dan had
grabbed him and snappedmared him to the ring floor. Dan approached and delivered several stomps
into the lower abs, making sure the last one landed on Todd’s cock head. Todd screamed and began to rock back and
forth.
Jeff pushed Dan back and began to berate
him for the last stomp even as Dan protested that it was unintentional. Using this time, Todd used the ropes to pull
himself back up. He was in tremendous
pain but knew he had to do something. He
waited until Dan reached out to grab him and quickly raked his fingers across
Dan’s eyes. Dan stepped back from the
move.
Jeff was immediately in Todd’s face.
“Oh, now you want to ref,” Todd
screamed. “As usual, you have been
letting him get away with murder and I’m no taking it anymore.” He then threw a forearm smash across Jeff’s face
slightly stunning him and pushing him backward.
Todd then turned to face Dan where he was met with a front kick into his
balls. He screamed and dropped to the
mat.
“Watch the blows, dammit. I’m not telling you again,” Jeff screamed as
he got between Dan and Todd. “Next time
it a disqualification.”
Dan pleaded an accident but Jeff wasn’t
having it. As Jeff and Dan were
interacting, Todd used the ropes to pull himself to his feet. He was holding on the top rope with both
hands and leaning over slightly facing the crowd. Suddenly he let out another
loud scream, dropped his hands to his balls and fell to his knees.
While Dan and Jeff had been arguing,
Jeff had moved so that he was standing back-to-back with Todd and when he was
in position, he had delivered a back mule kick between the legs and into Todd’s
balls.
When Todd screamed, Jeff and Dan both
looked at Todd.
“What the fuck?” Dan inquired.
“Have no fucking clue” was Jeff’s
response.
Dan took advantage of the situation,
grabbed Todd by the hair and pulled him into the center of the ring. He dropped to the mat and placed a sitting
full nelson on Todd. He wrapped his legs
around the waist, placed his feet on the mat on the inner aspect of Todd’s
thighs and pushed outwards splitting Todd’s legs. Dan applied as much force as he cold to the
full nelson forcing Todd’s chin into his chest.
Todd’s mouth and cock were screaming in
pain, his balls felt 10 times their normal size and hurt like hell, his neck
was bent forward to the extreme and his thighs were spread as far apart as they
could be stretching out his thigh muscles.
He was hurting everywhere.
He attempted to submit, but with his
chin in his chest it came out as a mumble, which Jeff pretended he couldn’t
understand. Dan held the hold for a
couple of minutes and then eased up on the full nelson where Todd immediately
began screaming, “I submit, I give, no more, I give.”
Jeff didn’t immediately signal for the
bell but finally had no choice. Dan
dropped the hold and stood up as Jeff raised his hand in victory. Dan looked over to Chad and Brice who simply
gave a small nod. Those relationships
were still very frosty but hopefully thawing after tonight.
Dan kicked Todd in the balls, again, as he exited the ring. When Dan arrived back stage he was confronted by Brad from B&B screaming at his twin brother.
“Kayden is my damned boyfriend and I catch you fucking him?”
“Hey, we’re twins were share everything.”
“Not my goddamned boyfriend,” Brad yelled as he delivered a fist into the side of Barry’s head.
“You fucking son of a bitch,” was Barry reply as he tackled Brad.
Other wrestlers and staff had to separate the two, although it was not easy. Just then Kayden walked out of the janitor’s closet, where he and Barry had been, pulling up his pants.
“And you, you no worthless, no good son of a bitch, get the hell out of here,” Brad screamed.
“Now Brad baby,” Kayden began.
“Don’t fucking Brad baby me. Just. Get. The. Fuck. Out. And don’t come back,” Brad screamed, his face turning red.
Kayden just shrugged his shoulders, winked at Barry and exited the building. The wink set Brad off and he again tried to get to his brother, unsuccessfully. But the war of the Bs was on.
Back in the ring,Jeff contemplated leaving with him, but his job as a ref took over and he went and assisted Todd to the edge of the ring and onto the floor. He then hooked one hand over his shoulder as he walked Todd out of the arena and into the back. Once again Todd had been rendered naked and his cock and balls had taken the brunt of the action. The fans were wildly cheering their approval, Trent cheering the loudest.
“Maybe that will teach him some
humility,” Trent whispered. He was to
be disappointed.
As he was helped out, the fans nearby
could hear Todd bitching. “Once again Jeff,
your lousy fucking incompetency as a ref, cost me another match. You are just worthless…” The berating continued as the two went to the
locker room. Once again Todd was coming
up with excuses and blaming everyone else for his lapses.
“I’m fucking done with this place,” Todd
declared as he sat on the bench in front of his locker.
“You are most certainly not,” The
commissioner declared as he entered the locker room. “You still have a handicapped match with
B&B to do.”
Todd just moaned, “well after that I’m
out of here.”
With a devilish grin, the commish
responded. “Afraid not, muscle boy. You attacked a ref tonight.”
“He isn’t a ref. He is a fucking incompetent baboon.”
The commish just laughed. “Be that as it may, but you DID attack a ref
which is strictly a no-no around here.
So as per your contract, I have decided to set up another match for
you.”
Todd groaned and started to protest.
“Stuff it. You have another match to do. I haven’t decided on your opponent yet, but
I’ll think of something, err someone,” he said as he exited the locker room and
ran right into a major brawl that was occurring between Brad and Barry of
B&B. It seems that Brad had caught
Barry in the janitor’s closet with Barry’s cock buried up Kayden’s ass and
fucking for all he was worth. Brad and
Barry where whaling on each other for all their worth, while Barry’s cock was
swinging free in the breeze. Kayden had
hightailed it out of there. It had taken
most of the wrestlers to separate the two and keep them separated.
A chill ran down Todd’s back when the
commish had said the last part. The
commish tone of voice left no doubt, that it was not going to be a simple
match. “Fuck,” was all Todd said. Todd failed to notice that none of his
friends came back to the locker room or met him outside. He was too busy complaining about the
injustice of it all but he was very pleased to see the discord between
B&B. That should make his handicapped
match easier at least.
[Has Daniel's campground experiences "hardened" him? Is he going over to the dark side? or is he destined to by a jobber?
Is Todd destined to be forever a joke? Does you realize that he is his own worst enemy??]]
I *love* jobber on jobber violence... jobbers are so desperate to prove themselves and change their perception so they will really tear into each other. No one's balls are safe! Glad Cumface continues his evolution - but will also enjoy when he inevitably gets taken down a peg. I'm sure Chad and Brice blame Dan for their current modified appearances. Can't wait to see where this goes.. B & B fighting over Kayden? Trent taking further revenge on Todd? An even spicier pepper being added into the Icy Hot? To all the jobbers out there - always read the fine print! Would love to know what the "real Dan" thinks of his fictional counterpart right now.
ReplyDeleteWho is the ultimate jobbers! I love it when jobbers have the correct "motivation" to win. I love seeing cumface and is growth as well. I'm sure with Chad and Brice training him so hard, he'll win several matches and get cocky. He needs to make a stupid mistake. Maybe he'll travel and end up being a stepping stone for Marshall or he might go out of town where some Demons can ambush him. Either way his jobbers story is not complete.
DeleteI'm curious about the real Dan as well. Was he actually a wrestler in real life!
I think the real Dan was a wrestler but can't say for sure. Maybe he will see this comment and respond.
DeleteWriting jobber on jobber stories is difficult as it is hard to figure out who is going to get beat. I don't want Dan to be a total jobber, but fear that is going to be Todd's role, unless he can get some self-awareness -- which is highly unlikely.
I doubt Dan will ever be a total jobber. He seems like an actual good wrestler but cheap shots and tricky rules were his downfall. Ha ing said that, I love reading when Dan gets beat
DeleteIt's Dan going to wrestle Marshall? That'll be a great match up. See who has toughened up. Someone is probably going to be abused by the Executioner
DeleteIt's a pretty good bet that the executioner will be abusing someone. Maybe around May 1st.
DeleteSorry I didn't see the comments at the bottom! I messaged Mangler and asked if I could "inspire" him to make a character based off me and Cumface was born. I'm a wrestler in real life though I mainly wrestled amateur and freestyle in college. I love the evolution of Cumface! I'm sure like me, he is going to learn from his mistakes and get better but I absolutely love when he gets a beat down. Maybe it's karma for me being such a great wrestler in real life haha! I really hope Cumface continues getting the "Mangler" treatment
DeleteGlad you liked it. Jobber vs jobber can be fun like you said. However, I don't think Todd stood a chance in this one. Dan was desperate to get a win after the campground fiasco.
ReplyDeleteWhat Todd fails to realize is that he is his own worse enemy and until he realizes that he probably doesn't stand much of a chance. That and the fact I like beating him up.
Glad to say I have two stories qued up and two in progress although slow going. However, as you said I have set up many possible upcoming fights.
Love Todd getting beat up. His personality and just being a douche, it's very cathartic seeing him constantly fail without the awareness he needs to get better.
DeleteAgree with your comments. I "may" be getting out some frustrations on people I have met. But unless Todd gets some self awareness (highly unlikely) I think he is doomed to be a jobber boy.
DeleteStripping off voluntarily after having icy heat on Todd’s balls was a total turn on.
ReplyDeleteAs someone of Asian decent, I’m having a fucking hot time imagining myself in Dan’s shoes!
The stripping off has become sorta his "finishing move. "
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