The Fight for Slutiness John vs Wrestledaddy

 

The Campground 2: Day 6

The Fight for Slutiness:

John vs. Wrestledaddy

By The Mangler

John, aka Slutboy, dressed like a fraternity brother, trailed Wrestledaddy.  Watching his actions, it was hard to believe that John was one of the richest and most powerful venture capitalists in the world.  But at The Campground’s Leather week (held once a year), his inner slut takes over and comes out to play.  During that week, there are almost no limits, and he is constantly involved in one sexual activity or another.  It is doubtful that he even sleeps during the week.  Having lost a match to Wrestledaddy earlier in the week, Slutboy had to give up his slutiness and become John.  He had a chastity device locked on and was forbidden from engaging in any sexual activities, which was killing him.

“Come on, man, have a heart. I’m here, and it's leather week, which I look forward to every year, and I am a damned chaste preppy. I should be THE freaking slut this week. Just let me go crazy, man, PLEASE.”

“Goddamn it, you have been harassing me since you lost your fucking match. You know why you are where you are, and you deserve it.”

“I know, I know, but come on, man. Be the bigger person, let me out of this chastity cage and let the real inner me, John, come out.”

“Fine.”

Campground 2: Day 6 Pete vs Stuart

 

The Campground 2: Day 6

Pete vs Stuart

By

The Mangler

There was a lot of animosity between the next two contestants. It started on day 2 when Pete was running his mouth and ended up with his balls in Stuart’s hands—and not gently. The animosity morphed into hatred when Pete attempted to help out his fellow skin Angel during a match yesterday, but Stu interfered and took Pete out of the action. Needless to say, Pete was livid and out for blood.

This match wasn’t as well attended as some others because it had to be squeezed in early in the morning before other matches.  It was a match between two smaller duds. Stuart, or Stu as he was sometimes called, admitted to being a twink and was proud of it.  Stuart was 5’7” tall and weighed 110 pounds.  Although he was skinny, he worked out and was strong. Stuart was most well known as one of the duo of twinks who had some mysterious hold over Brice, a muscular dude who now sported a twink flag tattoo on his ass and was his backup along with Chuck and Chad.

Pete was a member of the skinhead contingent and was also a smaller specimen.  However, if you called him a twink you were most likely to have your ass kicked, regardless of your size.  He stood 5’6” tall and weighed 110 pounds.  Like Stu, although small, he was strong and, more importantly, devious.  The skinheads, including Ace and Angel, backed him up.

Campground 2: Day 5 Choirboy vs Angel

 

The Campground 2: Day 5

Choirboy vs. Angel

By

The Mangler

The previous day

Choirboy had watched Angel take revenge on Cumface.  He was actually quite impressed with the match and the aftermath.  In truth, Angel was one of the few people Choirboy had qualms about and maybe even a little fear of.  

He was known as a very demanding and brutal top. Interestingly enough, those who sought him out for play never had any complaints. For those who lost stake matches or ended up under his “care,” the reports were mixed. Because of that, Choirboy usually avoided him.

However, Angel had crossed the line here at the campground. He was talking smack about Choirboy.  Telling everyone how he needed Angel’s assistance to beat Spike, and how he wasted his opportunity to teach Spike a real lesson after beating him in their match.

While they were hauling Cumface back to his cabin, Angel was celebrating with his fellow skins. The crowd was beginning to disperse when Choirboy pushed several of the skins away and approached Angel, causing everyone to turn toward the confrontation.

“Alright, you little shit.  I need you to stop talking smack about me,” Choirboy demanded as hegot nose to nose with him.  Sensing a major confrontation coming, a murmur of excitement moved through the crowd.

The Campground 2 Cumface vs Angel

 

The Campground 2: Day 4

Cumface vs. Angel

By

The Mangler

 

As Spike and Patriot exited their cabin, they were surprised to see Chad standing in front of his cabin, totally naked except for a pair of boots and 15 pounds of weights hanging from the parachute harness attached to his scrotum.  He was hitched to a cart like a horse, had a bit gag in his mouth, and weighted tit clamps attached to each nipple with a leather cord leading back to the cart for use as reins.  It was last year all over again and Chad did not look happy.  Tank was sitting on the driver’s bench of the wagon, and he looked pleased. 

Brice was in a similar situation, except Butch was the driver of his cart.

“Morning, gentleman.  Would you like a ride to breakfast?” Tank asked.  “We have these great new pony boys giving rides today.”

“No, and you can’t…” Spike began.

“Careful there, little dude,” Butch said from the other cart.  “You think life was difficult earlier this week? Just wait to see what happens if you try and interfere.  And you don’t have many friends around here right now to help you out.  And two of them are tied, or should I say reigned, up right now.”

Spike didn’t like it, but he had to agree with both assessments, so he and the guys could only walk away, as Chad and Brice were encouraged to “walk on” by the snap of whips.  They wouldn’t be having a very good day, but they were big boys who could handle it.  Besides, they didn’t have much choice. 

“Hey, wasn’t Chad supposed to be the ref for Dan and Angel’s match today?” The Patriot asked.