JSWA Event 3 Intro and Match 1

[As requested, here are more of the JSWA matches.]

Event 3

JSWA Event 3

The Wrestlers (in order of matches):

                     Lightweights –

Jake - 18, 5'-11", 157 lbs.                   Lance - 18, 5'-7", 139 lbs.

Ian - 18, 5'-5", 153 lbs.                       Gary - 20, 5'-11", 172 lbs.

Luke - 19, 6'-1", 146 lbs.                    Tyler - 18, 5'-8", 142 lbs.

Cody - 19, 6', 168 lbs.                         Rory - 19, 5'7", 179 lbs.

Kyle - 18, 5'-7", 148 lbs.                     Benji - 18, 5'-6", 135 lbs.

                  Cruiserweights -

Jason - 21, 6', 236 lbs.                         "Dirty" Harry - 29, 6', 247 lbs.

Dane - 22, 6'-1", 204 lbs.                    Bruno - 24, 6'-2", 198 lbs.

LJ - 24, 6'-5", 245 lbs.

                 Heavyweights -

John "Power" Haus - 33, 5'-11", 309 lbs.       "Buff" Biff - 28, 6'-3", 261 lbs.

Tyrone "the Stone" - 26, 6'-2", 268 lbs.          "BAM" Whitman - 22, 6'-1", 257 lbs.

"Gorgeous" George - 29, 5'-10", 343 lbs.       Chris "the Crush" - 28, 6'-1", 358 lbs.

"Major Squash" - 28, 6', 659 lbs.

                 JSWA Event 3 Matches:

Match 1 - Three "J" Three-Way LW Jake vs. CW Jason vs. HW John "Power" Haus

Match 2 - Debut "Rookie Raw Deal" LW Lance vs. CW "Dirty" Harry, with spec. ref Tyrone "the Stone"

Match 3 - LW Ian vs. CW Dane

Match 4 - Three Team Three-Way: LWs Gary & Luke vs. CWs Bruno & LJ vs. HWs Biff & Tyrone

Match 5 - LW Tyler vs. HW "BAM" Whitman

Match 6 - "Three Jobbers and a Heel" LWs Kyle, Cody and Rory vs. HW Chris "the Crush"

Match 7 - George vs. BAM and Harry

Match 8 - Pounding Submission Challenge LW Benji vs. HW "Major Squash"

 

New Posts 

I have several new stories ready to be published.  They will be published on the first of the month, and at the present time I have them out to August, so several new stories to enjoy.

Question:

       I had earlier been posting JSWA stories (See posts labels Event) which are over the top jobber abuse stories written by another author who I do not know although I think he went by the name majorsquasher.

These are stories where the jobbers are set up to lose.  Some are very violent.  There is no sex involved at all.  I emphasize I DID NOT write these.  They are from the internet.  

I have several more of those and was wandering if you would like me to publish those mid month so you have something to read.  They are not to everyone's taste. 

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.

Anniversary

 

Anniversary -- thank you.

Tomorrow will mark the 3rd anniversary of me starting my blog.  A big shout out to Alex Miller (The Cave) for giving me the inspiration to start writing again.  I had a 15 year "dry" spell.  I hope you all have enjoyed the blog (old stories and new).  I have no plans to discontinue or stop it, but postings will be more erratic as writing isn't coming as easily as it used to.

To help me out, in the comments section, tell me your favorite hold and I will try to incorporate into future stories.  Also, which characters would you like to see more of?

Also, what are other wrestling fiction sites that you read and/or like??

Theo's Debut

 

Theo’s Debut

By

The Mangler

Theo stood in the dressing room looking around and smiling because he had made it to the big league in wrestling – the UWA. His real name was Theodore Algenon Gould.  He was the second child of the immensely rich and powerful Paul Gould.  Just like his older brother Marshall, he had gone into professional wrestling and his father had agreed “as long as you do not embarrass the Gould name.”  Marshall had failed spectacularly at that task which caused Theo to smile every time he thought of it.  [see Marshall’s Revenge].  His thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the door and the entrance of the leader of the Heel Faction, The Executioner.

The Executioner looked at Theo.  “Remember, this match is going to determine if you are invited to be a member of the Heel Faction or not.  Your actions towards you brother have given you this opportunity and your minor league wrestling has been good, but this is the big time and it needs to be fucking great.  Fuck up this match and you’re just a fucking loser like your brother.”

The Campground: Exit Day

 

[Here is the final of Leather Week at the campground.  Only took nearly two years in real time.  Don't worry, the 2nd Annual Leather Week will be debuting shortly.  Hope you have enjoyed these adventures.]

The Campground: Exit Day

By

The Mangler

 Chad and Brice sat in the rockers on the porch drinking coffee while watching Dan load up the SUV.  Both were wearing tight jeans, leather vests, and boots.  Dan was still wearing his bondage items, steel collar, tit clamps, ball stretcher with 10-pound weight, ankle cuffs with long chain between and wrist cuff.  His piss gag had been replaced with a ball gag.  He had stopped complaining when Brice had threatened to return him to Tank and the Demons.  He would later hopefully add leather shorts when they were ready to leave.

After packing up the cabin and loading the SUV, Dan knelt on the ground near Chad and Brice watching all the people around him leaving the campgrounds.  Many had come over to see what retribution he was going to face, but moved on once they realized nothing was happening  He heard the door next door open and turned to see Bully come out and begin to load that cabin’s SUV.  He was soon accompanied by Wrestledaddy.  Both of them were naked except for Bully’s piercings and Wrestledaddy’s chastity cage.  After the loading was completed, Bully came out of the cabin, now wearing a pair of tight leather shorts.  He walked over to the trio.

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

 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

 

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.