Bodybuilder's Destruction III Todd vs Dan

 

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?

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