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wacht op mooi weer om met uitdager op strand savonds te worstelen
hoop zomer niet voorbij,,

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Link to my Boxing BlogBoxing From The Gray

Here is the link to my Boxing Blog and Fight Fiction Site.

www.boxingfromthegray.com

Enjoy and please leave me a comment :D

Thanks,

Michael "Celtic Thumper" Smith

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One of My MatchesPhxwrstlr's blog

I received a message of interest one evening. Of course I check out the profile & am flattered , but it’s from someone out of town. My polite reply is ‘it would be nice if only we were closer.’ To my surprise he was coming to town the next day. Well it was partly surprise, but part uneasiness about him calling my bluff. Oh well, he seemed like a nice guy and what’s the worst that could happen. I suffer a beatdown ? It wouldn’t be my first, nor will it be my last. We exchanged numbers & the text trash talking countdown began the next day.

With every new message I asked myself ‘what have I gotten into?’ With every message though, there was also a buildup of excitement about meeting this guy. Work couldn’t end fast enough that day. As I was finishing up at the office I received a message that he had landed & would be ready soon. I rushed home to get cleaned & geared up, we agreed to an oil match starting in undies.
Heading to his hotel room we exchanged a few more messages (don’t text and drive folks) and my anticipation started to grow, well among other things. Yeah I was still a little nervous, since in reality we had just started communicating less than 24 hours earlier, but he seemed like a nice guy. My last text was that I had parked & heading up.

He opened the door & right away I felt like he was sizing me up thinking, this will be easy. I was sizing him up & thinking uh-oh…he said he was going to take me down and this guy could deliver. After a few seconds of pleasantries, we were both ready for action. We set up the mat(tress) on the floor & stripped down. He wore the hottest pair of black ass out briefs, filling out both the back and front very well. Yeah….I was going to be toast. The oil up began and of course I had the privilege of oiling all of his exposed areas….I think I got the better end of that deal. Time for the action to begin.

We wound up fairly evenly matched. A lot of back and forth action, sliding in and out of holds. Body scissors, head scissors, grapevines, crotch to crotch…red and black hairs intertwined! We took a couple of breaks in between for water and to reapply some oil. This was turning into the hottest match that I had ever experienced. Soon we wrestled out of the briefs and somehow, it seemed like I was starting to get the upper hand in the match. We rolled around for what seemed like a long time, but hey time flies when you’re having fun. I somehow wound up getting him in several grapevines and whispering sweet nothings, ok sweet taunts in his ear. It seemed like I was starting to learn a weakness from my opponent! Rubbing our cocks, my big black uncut one leaking precum all over & his big red one while all oiled up, not only seemed to make me hot, but he was really turned on as well. Where has this guy been?

The rolling, struggling and grinding continued for a while, then something happened. I wound up getting him down in a reverse school-boy pin. Not only did I have his cock at my disposal, but also his furry red hole, perfect for fingering and the bottle of oil right there! I decided to do some finger play and edging him at the same time. This maneuver really seemed to have my worthy opponent wearing down. I remember hearing ‘just finish me off’, but the voice seemed to get weaker, the more I would edge him and then hold back. Could it be that I would come off the winner of this match? Well after a half hour of being held down & edged, the pressure proved too much & he exploded all over the place! Wow!!! What a finish!!! And I won!!!

Neither of us could believe what just happened. In looking at the time, it had been 2 hours since we started wrestling. I really didn’t expect it to last as long as it did.

After we each took a quick shower, he offered to walk me down to my car. A really nice guy. He gave me a bro-hug goodbye and I was off.

Before I got home he sent a text, saying how he couldn’t believe I won that match & a rematch would be different his next trip into town. I agreed that a rematch would be in order, but it would end up the same way. I wasn’t so sure, since secretly I was thinking it was a fluke, but there was no way I would let him know that.

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The RematchPhxwrstlr's blog

The trash texting began almost immediately. Match 2 was going to be different. I was really going to be surprised since he held back. I was going to really get it this time, etc.

This went on, sometimes a couple of times a week. We went back and forth for a couple of months. Almost like two teenage kids, although neither of us has been a teenager in a number of years. It was just a matter of time before we would meet again, but it was going to happen. Since I won the first match he decided that I would get to do one thing to him before the match. My idea was to have a prematch walk with him being fingered, ending in front of a mirror for us both to admire. He said it was a mean heel of an idea, but it was fair since I had won Match 1. He’s such a good sport, but I also think that secretly he liked being my jobber, but he’ll never admit it.

I shared the details of the first match with anyone who would listen. Someone even described him as my ‘Wrestle Crush’ and the term seemed to fit.

Well this time it was my turn to head out to CA to visit some friends and family. Once I confirmed some things we began to make arrangements for the rematch. It would definitely be an oil match for sure. He would again wear his black briefs from before (black briefs on a guy are truly my weakness, so I was going into this round at a disadvantage. I would be weak at the sight of that bulge). In the meantime, I had also purchased a similar style brief, so the oiling would at least be even.

Finally the day arrived for my trip. After a short flight in, I turn my phone on and immediately receive a taunting text from my Wrestle Crush! Uggh…I can’t let all of my excitement show, since I had to grab my luggage and pick up my rental car. That began the real countdown to the rematch.
After I checked in & showered, he arrived right on time, with waters in hand. OMG, he was more handsome than the first time we met. How was that possible? There were some more taunts exchanged and then time for the action to begin. I was sure that he was ready to even the score, so I had to mentally prepare myself for my defeat. I could feel my manhood stiffen up and because I’m uncut, immediately I start to drip at the sight of those form fitting black briefs. We oiled each other up and he announced that he was ready to accept his punishment since he lost the first match. Funny thing….I couldn’t humiliate my crush like that. Plus, I told him that I didn’t want to hear any excuses about being weak from prematch activities when he lost match 2. Yes….my cockiness was starting to come back, well at least on the outside. Finally after the oil-up it was time to roll. We both came out strong and ready for action. Headlocks, scissors, grapevines, grinding, whispering taunts in the ear….it was hotter than the last time. It seemed that I was getting the better of him earlier on this match. Could it be that I could possibly take match 2 as well? We continued on, this time without a break at all! Well not a water break…there were a couple of moments where I had him pinned down & I would grab oil to reapply it to him. Hopefully it felt like a break to him, since it sure felt like one to me. I managed to get an advantage over him again and it wound up being a hot grinding moment. With me on top it was easy to whisper taunts in his ear. “What did you say was going to happen this time chumpster? This looks familiar!” After more rolling and applying of holds…we wound up in the same reverse school-boy pin position from before. Here again before my eyes was this now stripped down red piece of manhood right at my disposal! I reversed into another grapevine hold and planned on whispering more sweet taunts in his ear. Funny thing happened in working my way down to his ear. Our facial stubble seemed to intertwine just like the crotch hairs. This seemed to really get me going. Then all of a sudden I got the urge, well as long as he was down and weakened to move my lips from his ears up to his lips and kiss him. It seemed to make him even more weak. He’ll claim later that I forced it on him, but I swear he forced right back. Well after some more pummeling by me, it was time to apply my signature hold to him. I again used the reverse school boy pin and had my hands and fingers going to work. This started to feel so familiar to me. It didn’t take as long this time, and after a couple of applications of more oil, I felt the sweet victory of warm man juices flowing through my fingers.
Yes I had won match 2 as well!!!

Ironically we both agreed that instead of best 2 out of 3 we would have to make it 3 out of 5. Again the taunting began soon after we said our goodbyes (& yes he force kissed me on his way out the door…again).

About a half hour after the he left I received a text that simply said “Damn”. I don’t think either of us believed what had just happened.

Since then there have been plenty of trash texts exchanged. I can’t wait to see how match 3 will work out.

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Aslin Lyons: Growing 24 yrs to 5'8", 28" waist & size 8 shoes plus a 7" dic, all of 138 pounds & excited to test my strengths against a new guy I just met around similar stats challenge you to a wrestle match in the matroom @ the gym privately.

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figure4meuk: get a new challenge from a small lean stud to take on in a private arena.. arrive and enter the private matroom waiting for you to arrive.. start to warm up as i strip off some clothes
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Aslin Lyons: Taking off my gym shorts & tee shirt, got some runners spandex tights on underneath, they're dark blue Adidas with white stripes on the sides & slip out of my runners & socks too... toss it all & step onto the mat cushion, standing at center, getting reved up.

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figure4meuk: looking over at the hot young man as i strip off down to some red speedos.. grin and flex my 5'10 145 body... warming up "you ready for this" as i step out onto the canvas

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Aslin Lyons: Smile... "C'mon, lets see what u bring!" Move in & lock up arms around collar & shove you back, twisting in a full body grapple from floor to shoulder.

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figure4meuk: grunt as we lock up.. feel u lock in as we hit the deck.. squirming around as i groan...... soft punch to your abs

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Aslin Lyons: With a grunt I'm jerking my gut sucked in & my feet a loose their ground a little but I react quickly, twisting you sideways attempting a standing side head lock.

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figure4meuk: grunt as im forced down alongside.. feel u grip my head as i groan.. soft punch to your back as i try to pry your arms offf my head

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Aslin Lyons: Jerking again, my back arched & grunt onec more, hip toss you tumbling down with a foot sweep trip on to the mat & step back rubbing my sore spots with my hand from your jabs & ready myself to rush you.

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figure4meuk: grunt as im tossed to the canvas.... slowly push up shaking my head... get up and charge u with a clothesline

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Aslin Lyons: Grab the arm & side step a spin around irish whip sending you stumbling into open mat & dive after you for a single leg toe hold take down, trying to push you back slammed off of it by lifting the calf, then thigh. "UUUHHHHHGGR... YYRREAAHHGGH!"

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figure4meuk: wooohhhhh... onto the mat.... feel u grab my leg..... groan on the canvas as u work me from behind.. "ohhhhhhhhh"

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Aslin Lyons: Hold the leg up & step thru, twisting them togeather & kneel leaning in with a double arm bar twisting your shin & ankle, using all my leverage to pain you. "GGRRRR!"

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figure4meuk: feel u kneel into my legs and suddenly the arm bar as u twist in... groaning on the canvas beneath you, being worked on by the little stud

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Aslin Lyons: Squeeze my left foot up inside your downed thigh & crank the lifted leg socket in the ankle twist & stretch your groin wide apart, hold you there & watch you squirm & contort, enjoying you slightly larger downed ass with some dominant cruelty, then, YANK THEM APART HARD! "YRRREEAHHGGH!" & drop em, letting you yell, hold & roll.

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figure4meuk: feeling u crank the leg as u split my legs.... head shaking on the canvas as i yelp.... hear u taunting me as u yank hard..... teeth gritted in pain as sweat runs off my body onto the mats

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Aslin Lyons: Reach down grabbing your hair & back of the red Speedo waist band & jerk you up to shaky feet & pull your back down over my knee in an arched breaker. I press a hand down on one of your shoulders & one of your ham stings & make an unnatural spinal bridge out of you. "C'mere! Yrrreehhaaghh!... mmm, uuuh... mmm!"

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figure4meuk: stagger up onto my feet as im dragged up off the mats.... bent back over your knee and suddenly trapped on your knee in a backbreaker... crying out "arghhhhhhhhhh" as i feel you push down on the bridge.... face in shock as know have to turn the momentum of this match around

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Aslin Lyons: Pound an overhead fist into the exposed abs & shove you rolling down to the mat off my knee. "UUUGH.. mmmrmrhhmm!" Get to my feet & stand over you from the side readying another barrage.

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figure4meuk: oooooffff, spit flies out as i take a fist to my bricks.... rolling on the mats as i start to push up

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Aslin Lyons: Straddle over your back & grab your underarms, pull them over my knees & squat lower into your back, curling it while my hands grab for your chin & pull your head back into a camel clutch.

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figure4meuk: arms back over your legs, hands under my chin as im stretch into a camel.. my abs under attack again as i feel you stretch them in the hold.. teeth griited as i strain to fight you.... arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Aslin Lyons: Crunch your abs & bend your spine leaning back far then, drop one side & lift the other arm around my head, neck & shoulders, pulling you up to a stand by it & step one leg around & inside the front, twisting your middle over to aside in an abstretch & slam a fist into your gut again with the free hand. "C'mon big guy, you're heavy for a rag doll!" & laugh at you as I hold you torqued in the hold.

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figure4meuk: under pressure as i feel u lean back in the hold.... and then pulled up into an abs stretched.. now being tortured by the young stud as i grunt and strain in the hold.. take a bit fist as i gasp on impact.... groaning as i throw my free hand back and slam it into your abs

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Aslin Lyons: "uuuughhh.... uuuhh.." Struck loose a little, abandon the twist & let go of the standing hold using both my hands to shove your ribs over to the side, step back covering my abs with a hand & rubbing them clear of pain.
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figure4meuk: shoved away and release as i rub my abs.... move over..c ome at u from behind as u rub your abs.. scoop up your arms and lock in a full nelson... "how u like this punk" as i flex my arms, forcing yoru head down onto your chest

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Aslin Lyons: "HHEEEYY!! ... oooophhhww, ooww, uuughh" Overpowered down, moaning face planted underneath you, flexing to press back up & over, starting to buck my hips & scramble my legs as I shake my head to get loose from my arm sockets on fire from your serious muscle strength.

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figure4meuk: feel u buck as i flex my arms.... flexing mine as i work u.. feeling u sqruiming and straining as i pick u up off the canvas in the nelson and then throw u down onto the mats as i release

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Aslin Lyons: "OOOphhfff!" Lifted & tossed, trying to hit the ground rolling but thrown easily in my light weight by your pressure & slam on the mat shaken a little. I know I don't have the time to get up to a stand to defend against you so I kick out my legs around your shins & trip you up in a drop toe hold & roll them twisted across & inside to bend you knees back, heel to ass & grab the ankles to knot your legs in a hand held figure 4 tied thru my calves & crush your caps into the mat. "rryyrearhghggoonnaa hurt for that one dude!... UUUUGHH! MMMM... GRRRaahahaa!"

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figure4meuk: fuckkkkkkk, kicked in the shins as i hit the mats in surprise.... feel u lock my legs up as i cry out on the mats.. arghhhhhhhhh, slapping my leg as i lean up

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Aslin Lyons: From where I sit I can reach over & slap your ass cheek & when you reach back with a hand to cover it, grab the arm & slip my legs out & pull your back into my knees grabbing the other arm, double knee back breaker, arm pulled, on your side. "Take that dude!"

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figure4meuk: feel u slap my ass as u taunt me... relief as ur legs free and suddenly bent across your knee.. abs and back being worked as i groan on the canvas "im gonna get u fucker, arghhhhhhh"

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Aslin Lyons: "Oh yeah?" Roll you over on your front with both knees in balancing in your back & arms pulled up behind you & press my weight down.

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figure4meuk: grunt as i feel ur weight on top of me.. pinned from above as i squirm, trying to off balance you

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Aslin Lyons: Fallen aside from your rocking but hang onto the arms & stamp your back with both feet & wrap them around your neck to make a scissors around it & push them up into your face, controlling you by the wrists. "uuughhrrr!"

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figure4meuk: grunt as ur weight stomps onto my back..... feel ur feet around my neck as u work me once more on the mats... feet drilling the mats as i groan under u

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Aslin Lyons: pull your arms back & slide my legs forward, making the feet scissors around your face into a leg scissors around the back of your head & pull you twisted under as I kneel up to crotch sit pin your face back down & hold your arms under my shins so my hands are free & use them to grab a hair pull & do some face slapping. Then I lean curled down close & gob some spit into your screwed up facial expression. "You suck punk! You ready to tap you looser wimp? You're a total wussy, you know I'm fuckin crushing you? Do you like this, being food for my hungry boy bod?"

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figure4meuk: grunt under you as im forced into a headscissor, feel u slap my faace as my hands are trapped so unable to protect it..... gasp and wince as u spit into my face... hearing your taunts above me as i feel ur body flex.. groaning under you as your spit runs down my face

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Aslin Lyons: Push a shin across your neck with the hair pull & twist half way around to crotch grab you with the other hand, step off & pull you up to your feet by hair & groin claw, pull you stumbling around in a few running circles & send you tumbling down to the mat with an ankle trip. "YRrrrhahhahhahgghhhh! FLY!"

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figure4meuk: groan as u try to humiliate my manhood on the mats.... released as im dragged up and arghhhhhh, grab your wrist as u lock onto my groan.... and send down to the mats once more.. rolling.. slowly pushing up

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Aslin Lyons: Step on your hip & kick off, foot shoving you rolling back down, testing your resolve & strenght resivoir & acting dominantly.

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figure4meuk: cry out as u step up on me and forced back down to the canvas.. roll and lie on my back.. body beating hard as i wipe the sweat from my brow

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Aslin Lyons: Stand over you breathing hard & step on you again, bare foot twisting against your chest, pinning you down there & looking down at you flex a growling double bicep pose & lean over so you can see me dominantly alpha your ass but your squirming & looking at my foot & grabbing my ankle trying to push it away so I press & twist harder & harder down on your lungs.

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figure4meuk: grunt as i feel u step on me, being trampled by the nasty stud.... forced to watch a double cep pose.... feeling u grind into my lungs as i send fists into your legs

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Aslin Lyons: "UUUGHH! my leg buckles & I stumble over to the other side catching myself on planted feet so I don't fall over. "OOOwwww! That tears it!" Kick your rib cage & leg drop you as you tuck & roll, bringing you to a stop & grab your arm with both legs around it over top of your & lean back pulling on it while shoving one foot against your face & the other above your hip & yank on the arm socket in a viscious bow & arrow.

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figure4meuk: oooofff, take the kick to the ribs and feel ur legs clmap my arm..... into the bow and arrow.. cying out on the canvas.. arghhhhh arghhhhhhh.. head shaking as i feel the pressure on my body

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Aslin Lyons: Twist the wrist & roll over on my stomach on top of it, pinning the arm & pivot both feet around top down, digging my toes kicking into your lower abs & slapping the tops of them across your face humiliatingly & stingingly as my growls continue to grow louder & louder. Then I plant a big one into your cock & grind my toes into it wiggling hard & feeling your woody as I hump you elbow & keep the wrist locked, turning growl to moan. "MMMRRRHHGHGH, AARRGHH, mmmm, uuuhhhh... aaggrrhhhgg.. mmmm, oohhmmm... mmm...!"

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figure4meuk: feeling ur toes in my abs.... groaning as im worked on the mats.... being worked by your toes as my speedos tent... grunting n gasping.. straining to fight you all the way

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Aslin Lyons: Roll over again & twist the arm so bad I make you summersault with the angle of the arm bar & I leg hook your leg as you shoulders are downward pressed, pinning you still & hold you in place, sitting one thigh back to back with a side sitting bear hug wrapped around your ribs, stomach crunched & spine curved so your dick's hanging over your face & squeeze crushing force into you in this contorted position. "UUURRR... yryyerraeeaghhhnaaa PPPPAAYYYYY!!!"

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figure4meuk: arghhhhhhhh... feel ur leg hook with mine.. held in place... feeling u crush me on the canvas.... breathing hot air onto my own package.... ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Aslin Lyons: "Submit now homoboy! Tap out or else...!" I warn & shift so I can hold you with one free hand & jab a fist into your crotch, twisting my knuckles in deeply, then start to work your waist band, pulling it open & sliding your short off, grabbing your cock & tugging on it, pulling your hard on pointed into your own face, making it wanna shoot cum right down on yourself as I pant & breath heavy & thrust my humping hips up & downward against your locked up pinned form.

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figure4meuk: hearing u taunt me as u drive into my crotch.. gasp n groan as u work my manhood... "dirty fuckkkkkerrrrrrr" feeling u work my manhood.... feelng u hump me... "ok man.. okk. i giveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

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Aslin Lyons: "You sure? You mean it? You tap out?" Tug tug tug on your prick, pulling your length down intowards your own face & holding your body fast while humping it, my own dick swollen & throbbing wet & hot.

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figure4meuk: feeling u work me as u taunt me further... feeling u hump me "yes punk. i gvieeeeeee"

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Aslin Lyons: Drop you flopping back down & kneel leaning down over top of you moaning & groaning... do deep into the hard ons to stop & hang on to yours, whacking it & jerking mine over top of your face until we're almost ready to blow our cum, then I quickly stand up & stamp my foot down onto your naked tool & press it squashed & jerk my own off high a top of you & let hot sperm humiliatingly shoot down into your face as my foot twists & grips your own, starting to spill & pulse up into your abs. "UUGHH UUGHHH UUUUHHHH OOOOWWW... oooohh, uuuhhhh uuhhh... uuuuuaaawwww... aawwwwhhh... oooh, AAAAWWWHHHHH!!! MMMM,mmmm, mmm ..." Pant pant... breathing hard & heaving deeply, reach down & give you a hand up once finished & pull you standing to a hug & thank you for a super sweet match up. Tell you any time you want your revenge, you know where to find me.

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Hot2Wrestle SubreverSubrever's Blog

Kirk McLean: Waiting in the ring at the gym for this hot new punk Aslin... late at night... just the two of us... my bag of ropes sitting on the floor in my corner.... my 5'11" 170lb toned and tanned body wearing my hot blue thong... barefoot... Kirk the Kid is ready to put this punk in his place....

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Alsin Lyons: I'm 5'8" & 138 lb in tight white thigh lenght shorts with a flat bare chest & bare arms & feet. I cross the gym to get in the ring & climb through the ropes & up in the corner to point at you & yell "Your going down Kirk!" Hop down & move towards the center, ready to engage.

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Kirk McLean: big grin on my face as this cocky pipsqueak jumps into the ring telling ME I'm going down.... oh I don't think so punk... think that's gonna be the other way around".... moving toward the middle of the ring... shaking out my arms... ready to lock up with this good looking little punk ass...

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Alsin Lyons: Reach out at your neck & grab hold, shoving hard & digging in my feet, trying to push your heavier body back but feel like I hit a wall & can't move you so I twist up a sidwinding knee into your abs & pull you into a side headlock & crank down on it with arm pressure holding you tight to my ribs.

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Kirk McLean: laugh as you try to pull me back as I steady myself...grinning at your pathetic move to work me backwards.... oooooooooopppppppppghhhhhhhh suddenly caught off guard as you drill your knee up into my solid abs... double over.. air blowing out of my mouth.. arrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhh... head trapped in a solid side headlock.... cranking it down... neck twisted slightly... drop down to one knee...hands around your waist...

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Alsin Lyons: Kick your ankle with an inside heel sweep, back axing it & shove my weight over on you to push you to the canvas & land on your neck in the head lock turning it into a side saddle camel clutch of sorts with your left shoulder pulled up between my thighs in a leg scissor held tight.

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Kirk McLean: shitttttttttttttttttttttttt totally caught off guard by this punk's early moves.... ooooooopppppppphhhhhhhhh your weight dropping down on me as you keep a hold of that dammm side headlock... winded on my back on the canvas.... my shoulder locked in your thighs in a scissors... not sure what this move is but it has me trapped tightly in your legs with my head still headlocked.... slapping my other hand at your arm... tugging at it.. trying to free my head... jerking on my other arm... trying to pull it out from your thighs... my barefeet pounding into the canvas...

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Alsin Lyons: Taking a seat on your chest as you turn & roll under to break free & slap at me, leg pinning your arms & grabbing a hair pull to stick your head in my groin.

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Kirk McLean: mmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhh face smothered up against your boner in your thigh tights.... arms pinned as you straddle my chest.... feet pounding into the canvas... inhaling your musk scent in your tights... mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppphhhhh... begin to drive my knees up into your back as hard as I can...

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Alsin Lyons: "OOOWW.. AHHH!" Roll over your shoulders from the knee blows to my back & get to my feet bending over to pick you up by the head & slap you into another head lock & slam a couple knees into your chest.

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Kirk McLean: sucking fresh air into my lungs as you roll over top of me... suddenly jerked back up off the canvas by my thick curly blonde hair.... arrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh jerked into another side headlock... doubled over...feet jumping up and down off the canvas as your knee drills up into my pecs... coughing in your side headlock.... can't believe this little pissant is controlling me so easily so far... wrap my arms around your waist... lift you up.... then drop to a knee and slammmmmmm your tailbone down over my knee with an atomic drop...

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Alsin Lyons: "AAWWWWWWWWWW.... wwww... wwwwww!" Fold my hands between my legs & press them togeather cursing you & staggering away to hold a top rope & steady myself so I don't fall right over. "You dirty motherf...!"

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Kirk McLean: shaking my head back and forth... getting my senses back after that side headlock... taking some deep breathes of air after those knees to my pecs.... grin as I move in on you on the ropes... cup your chin... arch your head back over the top rope... grind my hard bulge in my thong into your hard bulge in your tights... then lift both hands and slappppppppppppppppppppp them down hardddddddddd on your pecs with an open hand SMACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK....

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Alsin Lyons: "OOOOOWWWWWWAAAAHHHHFFFFUUUCCCKKKK!" Arm corssing my chest, holding it & staggering away from you, off the ropes over to another side as pain rushes through my pecs & take hold of another top rope trying to catch my breath... then, as you approach me, send a back kick at your ribs & stun you a moment so I can grab your arm & wing your back to the rope & trade places with a chest chop of my own that's followed up by a double hand choke pushing you back against it & shoves my crotch hard up into yours, coppying your moves to show you I can keep up.

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Kirk McLean: grin as you stagger away rubbing your pecs.... move in after you... arrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhh hit with that kick into my rib cage.... arch to my side...rubbing my ribs... shittttttttttttttt whipped back against the ropes... oooooooooopppppppphhhhhh back bounces against the ropes as you lay a chop of your own on my pecs..... gagging for air as your hands clench around my throat.. arching me back over the top rope... my hands on your wrists... trying to pull your hands off my throat... feel that hard bulge of yours rubbing into mine this time... dammmmmmmmmmmmm...

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Aslin Lyons: Step back from the crotch press still gripping the throat & slam a knee up inbetween your legs to pay your atomic drop back & toss your bending over body sprawling down to the canvas. I pick up an ankle & lift the left leg up high, slaming my right foot into your hand covering groin & plant it inside the left thigh so I can stretch it apart by anchoring it there & yanking on the left one held up & force you to wish bone spadle yourself underneath my standing trample & pull.

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Kirk McLean: still gagging for air as you step back.... ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH "LOW BLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YOU BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHH" screaming out in pain as your knee drills up into my thong covered cock and balls... double over... hands on my throbbing crotch.... tossed to the canvas on my back... still massaging my crotch.... my left leg jerked up... arrrrrrrrrggggghhhhh your foot slamming down on my hands massaging my crotch... "YOU COCK SUCKING BITCHHHHH" screaming out again in agony.... working your foot against my other thigh now as you streach my legs apart... streaching my groin.... my upper body arching up and down on the canvas... my hands rubbing at my streach thighs and crotch... then pounding into the canvas in painnnnnnnnnnnnn....

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Alsin Lyons: Kneel down on the inside left thigh & arm bar the shin to twist your ankle & keep you spread eagle & back pinned in pain.

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Kirk McLean: your knee digging into my left thigh... pinning that leg to the canvas.... shin armbarred in my other leg... twisting my ankle.... back arching up and down.. slapping the pain in painnnnnnnnnnn.... arrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh...

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Alsin Lyons: "Yeah big guy... you wanna tap don't ya?" Taunting & cranking on the leg from heel to knee, letting you suffer the low blow pain held steady.

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Kirk McLean: "screwwwwwww youuuu little guy... never gonna tap to you" moaning out in pain... being taunted and worked good.... being driven crazy by the pain... arch my upper body up and rakeeeeeeee my fingers across your eyes...

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Alsin Lyons: "oohhhHHHH! YOU Sucker FUCK!" Drop the hold & fall back on top of your thighs covering my eyes, trying to protect & clear my field of vision. "Cheap dirty fuckin punk ass BASTARD!" Slam an elbow into your cock! & roll away off your shins & feet.

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Kirk McLean: your knee drops off my shin and my twisted ankle free...a bout to rub them and pull myself away... ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH roll to my side in pain as your elbow slamsssssss into my thong covered cock.... "that all you got asshole... dirty low blows... don't know how to wrestle"... gasping at you as I double over on my side on the canvas... massaging my sore crotch again... toes tapping the canvas... bare ass cheeks sweaty now and flexing...

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Alsin Lyons: Half blindly reaching for your leg & yank it across the canvas, pull it so your dragged & roll over on your stomach... "I'll show you wrestle! Mouthpiece!" Reach down & pull up an arm to semi lift your chest & expose your rib cage & kick it with from standing with a foot at your side & make you hug yourself rolling. Then I stop you by stomping on the back of your hip & reach down again to pull up your legs from the knee, back around mine, & lock your ankles in front of my shins, facing your back, in a reverse standing fig-4 & start leaning forward over top of your to wrench on the knee caps as I go down & almost kneel on your butt cheeks hurting them & pinning your tummy to the canvas with an added hair pull, yanking your neck back & steadying myself by a fist inbetween your shoulderblades. "Take this you mouthy bitch! ... YEAH Feels good don't it boy! Yeah soak up the trauma sucka!"

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Kirk McLean: shitttttttttttttttt leg jerked and rolled over to my stomach... taunting me again as I continue to massage my sore crotch under me now....my one arm jerked out from under me... jerked up... arrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh your foot slamming into my rib cage... arms up hugging my ribs and beginning to roll away from you.... dammmmm stopped as you stomp down on my hip...grab my legs.... double them up from my knees.... lock my feet around the front of your shins.... trapping them there and keeping me face down on the canvas.... in this reverse standing figure 4 lockup.... feel the streah to my hamstrings as you lean forward bringing my trapped legs with you.... wrenching my knee caps as you almost kneel on my bare funs flexing up as my sore crotch humps the canvas.... locking onto my wet thick curly hair... jerking my head up off the canvas... wrenching the back of my neck...arching my sweaty chest up slightly off the canvas now as well... arrrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh feel that other fist drill into my upper back between my blades.... hands slapping at the canvas... neck and back arched in pain... hams and knees throbbing.... "this all you got dickhead?" moaning back at you in painnnnnnnnnnnnnn....

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Alsin Lyons: Surprised by the strenght of your attitudenal defiance, your muscle strenght & endurance... I shove my foot deeper under your bag & press it humiliatingly up into your cock & hanging on to the hair, move the other twisting fist from your back to your waistband & pull up your thong into a wedgie as my calf muscle flexes in the dominant leg lock. "Yeah? Try this then Kirk the Jerk!"

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Kirk McLean: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gawddddddddddddddddd my trapped leg bent even further and streached more as your foot slides under me and presses against my thong covered cock.... head jerked up and back by my hair... "GET OFF MY COCK ASSWIPE" screaming back at you in agony.... some relief to my back as you pull your fist back but grab the back strap of my thong and jerk it up... wedging my thong strap up my sweaty ass crack.... "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" screaming out.... feel your calf muscles flexing and working my knees and hamstrings... thrusting my upper body from side to side as best I can with your grip on my hair... streaching out my hands... trying to grab the bottom ropes for a break...

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Alsin Lyons: Seeing your reach for a break bothers me somehow, so I let go of your leg lock, hair & wedgie, & I stamp down on your back so your chest & face slam off the canvas. I hop through the ropes outside the ring & pull your arms with me, dragging you toward the edge & shove your head over the bottom rope so your neck rests on it & then I pull down on the back of your head choking you on it with a double handed hair pull grip weighing your down, hanging outside with all my strength.

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Kirk McLean: relief as you release my throbbing legs..... chest and face slammed down into the canvas as you release my hair and stomp down on my back... before I can make any kind of move you have my arms and are jerking me towards the ring apron as you stand outside on the floor now... get me to the bottom rope... shove my throat down over the bottom rope and grab the back of my sweaty hair... pulling down on it and choking me over the bottom rope... my legs too sore to even pound into the canvas... using your weight to choke me... spit dribbling from my mouth as I gag for air... reach my hands forward... desperate again as I rake your eyes for the second time...

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Alsin Lyons: "AAARRRWWWW NNOOOO! You fuck!..." Release & stumble back away, bending over & rubbing my face to see that I can still see clearly. "What's the fucking matter with you, crazy fucker!" Once my vision recovers from the shock & fear of damage to my prescious sight, I angrily go to dive back in through the bottom rope to come & pound the shit outta you.

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Kirk McLean: pull my throat off the bottom rope... clutching in with both hands... coughing and sucking in fresh air.... grimace as I shake out my sore legs... "YOUR CALLING ME CRAZY... WHAT ABOUT ALL THE DIRTY BLOWS AND TRICKS YOU'VE BEEN LAYING ON ME ASSHOLE"..... slowly pulling myself up on the ropes... grimace as I go to put pressure on my damaged legs... still coughing and breathing in more air back into my lungs.... see you sliding back into the ring under the bottom rope... need more time to rebuild... legs still throbbing... fall forward.... driving both my fists down harddddddddddd into the small of your back... keeping you face down on the canvas.... laying my crotch over the back of your head... humping it down and bouncing your face into the canvas... grab the back of your tights... jerk them and wedgie your tights up your ass crack and arch your crotch up off the canvas... pulling your legs up with my pull on your tights... "yeah how do you like it bitch?"... slappling my other hand back and forth across your bare ass cheeks now... smackkkkkkkkk... smackkkkkkkkkkk... smackkkkkkkkkkk...

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Alsin Lyons: "UUUGHHH!... OOOWWWWW!... HEEEEYYY!!! Don't... fuck, let gooo! OOOOOHHHH!" I kick & bang on the canvas underneath you, suffering until I get even more mad & use my power to push through the wedgie slapping & pin to all fours & lift you up & over my back, slamming you behind me & fall back with an elbow smash across your chest, pinning you with it as I pick my trunks back out of my cheeks. "YYYEEEAAAARRRGHHH! ... UUUGHHHH... AaAaAaawwww...."

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Kirk McLean: pressing up and throwing you off me to my back on the canvas....ooooooooooppppppppphhhhhhhhhh body jacknifes as you drive your elbow into my pecs..... thrust my arms up around your head and lock you into a side headlock... rolling to my side and pinning you face down on the canvas in the side headlock... crushing your head... "yeah where's all that cocky trash talk now punk... feel the pain of the Kid's headlock ya little peckerhead"

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Alsin Lyons: "ooooeeeewww!.. ugggghh! ppphheeww... ffffuuu.. uuuuhhh!" Ram a couple fists under your ribs to loosen your hold & make you shift so I can reach deep & grope your nards with a ball & dick rake & break free. I roll away partially & pull up to my feet on the ropes before you get up so I have time to stomp your knee, thigh & then abs, keeping you downed. Then I kneel over you, grab your head & roll it over my shoulder, judo tossing you seated on your ass in a snap mare & slam my shin into your back applying a seated full nelson & press it along your spine with my foot under your ass. "Fuck off Kirk! Feel the POWER! YYYEEEEAAAAAAAHHHH!" & I grind & twist your torso from hip to shoulder in the hold, trying to wear you down.

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Kirk McLean: "YOU DIRTY ROTTEN COCK SUCKING SON OF A BITCH" screaming at you again as you lock a claw on my cock and balls making me break the headlock... my hands under me again massaging my sore crotch... back of my knee... thigh and then abs pounded into the canvas.... what the?????????????? snap mared over to my bare buns.... arrrrrrrrrggggggghhhh arms arch back as your shin slams into my back..... suddenly locking me into a full nelson.... your shin rubbing into my back with your foot sliding in under my bare ass cheeks.... taunting me again as you twist my upper body from side to side..back and forth...my arms flailing out to the sides...

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Alsin Lyons: Move to a single nelson & slam an overhead forearm into your chest from above a few times, then shove you over to your side.

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Kirk McLean: oooooooooooooopppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh pecs being slammed by your forearm smashes....finally released as I fall on my side... crawl for the corner... sitting myself up on my bare buns in the corner... my reddened pecs heaving and sweating.... shaking out my arms after that damm full nelson.... leaning over.. rubbing my thighs and knees...glarring at you... "give you this punk... your pretty tough for a little shit but the Kid's not done yet".... begin to pull myself up using the ropes...

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Alsin Lyons: Run in a double drop kick to your abs & make you slam back to the turnbuckles; fall at your feet & drag you out a little, leg scissor a thigh, almost crotch to crotch, sticking my foot into your face & smothering it against your mouth while twisting the ankle & making you roll around side to side as I hold & press you down.

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Kirk McLean: OOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH drop back down to my bare ass cheeks as your feet slammmmmmmmmmm into my abs..... coughing and gasping for air again.... dragged out on my back from the corner..... my one thigh scissored with your crotch almost brushing against mine...feel the searing pain to that thigh.... mmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppphhhhhhhh your dirty sole pressed down on my face... smothering my mouth... twisting it back and forth forcing my head back and forth on the canvas as you work that trapped thigh....

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Alsin Lyons: Move into a spaddle & stretch your groin, raching over to grab another hair pull & push your head back & forth, bashing it off the bottom turnbuck. "You... Are... Gonna... Tap!!!" Then with your thigh over my shoulder & locked in my leg scissors, start fisting you alternatively in the swollen dink & gut busting your abs.

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Kirk McLean: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO scream out as you move the hold into a spladdle streaching my legs apart and streaching out my groin and crotch.... using my sweaty hair you bang the back of my head on the bottom turnbuckle... dazed now... head swimming.... hear you screaming out about tapping... my one thigh pulled back and over your shoulder and behind your neck...other thigh scissored and streached out the other way...crotch and abs wide open for punishment... feel the streach to my hamstrings again... to my groin.... screamingggggggg out in painnnnnnnnn again as you fist my thong covered cock and my sweaty sore abs.... my hands grabbing at the ropes on either side of the corner... shaking them hard... "BREAK YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH"....

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Alsin Lyons: "Break this!" I get up & grab the middle ropes & slam my crotch into your face, leg scissoring the neck, pressing your head back against the corner & clamp on a tight squeeze. It's your corner & from there I can reach over & grab your duffel with the ropes inside. I pull them out & grappling your hands, tie up your wrists to the middle rope before releasing you. I take a stand & watch you jerk to get free uselessly, then I pound on your abs with some tall stomping, kneel down & drive undercutting fists into your gut & bash your stomach in for minuites with intermittent hair pulls & gob's in your face... I even spit right in your eye & in your open mouth sometimes bettween punches. Your belly gets red & moans louder. Finally I stand up again & step right down on your thong pouch, crushing your dick & balls, ground into the canvas with some gas peddle trample twisting & ask sarcastically "Sure you don't wanna tap tough guy?" & a bunch of laughing taunts of the kind.

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Kirk McLean: finally relief to my streached thighs as I go to rub them with my hands but have my head smashed back against the turnbuckle instead as you slam your wet tights covered crotch into my face... smothering me with it...mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppphhh.... my head now scissored against the turnbuckle as you continue to smother my face into your hard boner in your crotch... mmmmrrrrpppphhhh head swimming from the power of the scissors and the scent of your crotch now.... suddenly feel my arms being pulled back.... realize my wrists are being tied with my own ropes and then tied to that middle turnbuckle.... gasping for fresh air as you release the scissors and I tug and jerk on my tied wrists but can't free them.... OOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH wailing away at my helpless body tied in the corner now with stomps... fists... to my abs... going on forever as I slump in the corner... my abs red and heaving.... head jerked back by my hair as you spit in my eye and my mouth... spitting it out and blinking my eye as your spittle slides down over my sweaty cheek.... OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD now your foot presses down on my thong covered cock and balls... crushing them into the canvas... gas peddling that foot and twisting it back and forth.... laughing down at me and taunting me... "UNTIE ME YOU BITCH AND WE'LL SEE WHO DOES THE LAUGHING AND TAPPING" yelling out at you in pain as I'm helpless to stop you...

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Alsin Lyons: "The fuck I will!" Kneel into your shoulders & pull out my dick infront of your face & start smacking you with it & pressing it into you as I lean in, pinning you in the corner, & forcing you into submissive humiliation.

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Kirk McLean: Your knees pressing my shoulders back... arms jerking on those ropes around my wrist but no give to them at all.... see your hard leaking cock being pulled out of your tights.. slapping my face with it.. smearing it with your precum..... pinned back into the corner now... shaking my head back and forth against that raging boner...clenching my lips tightly closed as that wet hard shaft of yours rubs back and forth under my nose...

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Aslin Lyons: Holding the cock base & beat around on your face with it & poke it on to you... "Yeah you want this, I can tell you're a cocksucker, not a wrestler... lolol!" Stand up high over head & stroke it into your face threatening to cum on you but then remember that first to blow looses so I pull up my white thigh lenghters & grab you by a hair pull & slam a palm across your cheek. "Yeah your a fucking cocksucker all right! lol"

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Kirk McLean: tied in the corner with my own ropes...my face being beaten with your wet thick leaking cock.. smearing your precum on my lips and cheeks... taunting me...laughing at me..... forced to watch you stroke that big boner of your right at my face... dammmmmmmm this bitch is gonna cum all over me and this stud hasn't even won the match yet.... watch as you pull those tight white thigh length shorts up over your outlined boner as you put it back into your shorts.... head jerked up by my hair... bitch slapped.... "screw you asshole... untie me and we'll find out who the cock sucker is around here punk"... glarring up at you...

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Aslin Lyons: "Come on then honey!" Slam a knee into your wind pipe & grind it hard watching your screwed up face as I boldly undo your bonds & pull you up to your feet by an arm & use it to pull you from the corner & whip you into the opposite turnbuckles. "There you go asshole!"

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Kirk McLean: arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh almost crushing my windpipe with that knee blow... gagging for air... coughing and spitting.... leaning over and untieing my wrists.... jerked up to my feet... rubbing my wrists.... arrrrrrrrrrgggghhh back slams into the far turnbuckle... ropes shaking all around the ring... arch out and slump back into the corner... back on fire...

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Aslin Lyons: Come running in at you with a flying forearm against your chest.

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Kirk McLean: giving my head a shake.... see you coming at me with that arm out ready to lay the closesline on my sweaty chest.... roll out of the corner to avoid the closesline...

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Aslin Lyons: BAAASSSHH!! into the turn buck with an armpit & stumble backwards, stunned in pain & trying to steady myself.

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Kirk McLean: shake my arms out...give my wrists another rub... give my back a rub and take a deep breathe of air into my lungs... move in behind you as you stumble backwards... wrap my arms around your pecs... "you rookies... always get pumped up when you think your gonna win and beat the Kid and make those rookie mistakes" whispering in your ear... rub my bulge in my thong against your ass moulded into those tight thigh shorts of yours... jerk you up and over top of me.. slamming the back of your head and shoulders down to the canvas with a german suplex...

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Aslin Lyons: "WWWHHAAAAHHHhhhh!" BOOM! "OOOHPPFFHHWWW..." Slumped ass over tea kettle on my shoulders moaning & legs flip back so my stomach's facing canvas... "aaaahhww..." trying to crawl at you, reaching out & hand grabbing a bare ankle.

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Kirk McLean: shake your hand off my ankle..."what need help getting up punk... here let me help you"...leaning over.. grabbing your hair... rubbing your face into my wet thong as I jerk you up to your feet.... drive my forearm up under your chin with an uppercut that almost takes your head off and sends you flying back into the turnbuckle where you had me tied up...

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Aslin Lyons: "AAHHEEW!" Try to hand shove off your hips grossed out as you hump me but just forearmed for the bother & scrambling backwards against the corner with nowhere to go, clearing my head as best as I can get back my balance, climbing up the middle rope & leaping a double axe hammer on one of your shoulders as you get near.

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Kirk McLean: moving in.... arrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh drop to one knee as that double axe hammers down into my shoulder... feel the pain shoot down that arm...

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Aslin Lyons: Shake out my hands & my head, bouncing on my feet, slam a foot in the small of your back & take up a hammer lock under your armpit & strenght wrestle it backwards, pulling you up to your feet as I twist the forearm on you over your shoulder from the front right & knee your abs & use my strenght to throw you back down by the arm once your off balance.

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Kirk McLean: arrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhh back arches as you slam your foot into it... shitttttttttt feel you hammerlocking my one arm up my back.... your arm under my armpit... jerking on it as you hammer that arm up my back... slapping at my sore shoulder... jerked up to my feet grimacing in pain... your forearm twisting over my shoulder adding to the pain of the hammerlock... ooooooopppppppphhhhhhh abs nailed with your knee... double me over slightly... using a strength move to throw me back down to the canvas once you have me off balance...my arm tingling...

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Aslin Lyons: Drop an elbow smash into your abs & quickly recover to add a leg drop as you hold & roll. "Suffer bitch!"

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Kirk McLean: ooooooooppppppphhhhhhh... jacknife as your elbow smashes into my abs.... another jacknife as you leg drop over my abs this time..... coughing and gasping... roll out under the bottom rope to the floor.. walking it off on the outside of the ring... rubbing that arm... taking deep breathes of air.... glarring up at you in the ring... this stud is really beginning to piss me off...

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Aslin Lyons: On my feet & bouncing around like a boxer does, taunting you, leaving you lots of space to get back in, even waving you in with a snear & up-nod.

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Kirk McLean: getting real cocky in the ring... pissing me off even more... quickly slide back in under the bottom ropes... up to my feet quick as a cat.... move in on you quickly... leap in the air and slammmmmmmmmmm my feet into your pecs with a standing dropkick...

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Aslin Lyons: "Come on!" Go to lock up with you in a fair collar grab, thinking i've worn down your strength but "OOOOOPPPH!" find myself staggering back against the ropes as kicked & diving at your hips, wrapping my arms around with my shoulder in your abs, power lifting you up but not able to make it all the way over & dumping you in a side body slam. "YYRREEAAHH!"

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Kirk McLean: driving you back into the ropes with my dropkick but you bounce off them and suddenly find your arms wrapped around my hips with your shoulder driven into my sweaty abs.... jerked up off the canvas... slammeddddddddddddddddd on my side back down to the canvas... winded... crawling for the ropes...

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Aslin Lyons: Rolling to the ropes too, a race to pull ourselves up first. Get to our feet & turn to face. Run at you for a clothesline... "YYYEEERAAAHHH!"

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Kirk McLean: roll back up to my feet... turn... see you coming at me with that closesline... side step it... grab that outstreached arm... jerk it up your back in a hammerlock.... grab your hair and rush you into the corner.. slamming that hammerlocked arm into the turnbuckle...

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Aslin Lyons: "AAAAWWWWHGggg!" Grabbing the shoulder with the free hand & bending over slightly from the pain, shaking out my numb arm... stomp my foot down on your toes & back hand slap you across the face with the good arm's hand. "Fuckin OOOOOWW Stupid cunt! That hurt!"

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Kirk McLean: howl outttttttttttttttttt as you stomp your foot down on top of my toes... hopping on one leg.. shaking out my foot... head jerks to the side from the back hand slap.. sweat flying off my face.... fuming at your tactics... drive my forearm up under your chin with another uppercut that sends you reeling back into the turnbuckle... quickly bend over... grab that rope laying on the corner... pull your arms back over the top turnbuckle and tie your wrists tightly together with it... tieing YOU in the corner this time... step back... palm your big bulge in your tight white thigh cuts... bitch slap your face... "yeah how do YOU like it PUNK?"....

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Aslin Lyons: "OOOOHH!" Fuck, I'm in the corner, punch drunk from the blow & sagging bad enough to defencelessness to stop getting tied as I yell at you "NOO! Let go! NOOOO! Don't you dare... get off... NOOOO!" & start yanking at my arms to free them from your grip before you finish but can't stop you before you capture me enough to freely squash & slap me around, making me writh about & desperately kick out a foot at you in the groin to back off & work the bonds loose. I get one undone & fall to a knee, strung up by the other & have no time to untie it as you finish rubbing your balls & come at me again so I have to try an atomic forearm under your legs to buy more time & manage to bust you again. I claw & claw wildly at the knot & finally free my arm & throw the ropes at your face as you recover & charge after them with that clothes line & slam my arm into your chest, knocking you back down. "You FAG! You were gonna tie me & suck my cock or something!" Booom! I grab a top rope & slam my foot down on your chest hard & then step onto your face with my bare foot soul & twist the ball of it around in your eye socket drilling your skull. "Take that you fucking worm!"

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Kirk McLean: dammmmmmmmm your feisty... trying to tie those wrists as you struggle against me... figure I have you secured enough as I back off... gonna make you the cock sucker this time..... arrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhh your foot slams up into my nuts... stagger back... cupping and rubbing them....see you dropping to a knee... one of your wrists free.... even with the pain in my balls... know I have to move back in and keep you in that corner.... GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD met with a forearm coming up between my legs and drilling into my nuts AGAINNNNNNNNNNN.... stagger back... dropping to my knees... balls burning... cupping and rubbing them.... the ropes thrown in my face.. slightly blinding me as my pecs are suddenly nailed with your clothesline... fall to my back.... sore pecs slammed by your foot.... then your sweaty bare sole pressing down into my sweaty face... your heel twisting around in my eye socket... my legs thrusting... balls burning... chest heaving... blinded in one eye by your damm heel... slapping at that heel and shoving it off my face... rubbing my sore eye...

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Aslin Lyons: Use the time your recovering to move to a far rope behind you & as you get up run past with a snap kick along the back.

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Kirk McLean: rubbing my sore eye.... blinking... eye watering... nuts still sore and aching from the workover... rolling up to my bare ass cheeks.... arrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhh back arches from the kick... roll up to my knees and then to my feet... shake out my arms.... suddenly jump in the air... twisting my body and slamming my foot into the back of your head sending you face down into the canvas...

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Aslin Lyons: Your leap is amazingly high & catches me off guard. I slam down & slowly look back over my shoulder at you, catching my breath & rubbing my head with my hand... "OOOWWHH You son of a bitch!" Push myself back along the canvas towards you & slap a foot top at your inside thights as I grab an ankle twist in hands against my chest. "Take this you fuck!"

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Kirk McLean: arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhh leg buckles as your foot drills into the inside of my thigh muscle.... drop to my back as you grab my ankle and twist it against your chest... howling out in pain as I arch my back up.. wrap my arms around your throat and jerk your head back...

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Aslin Lyons: Arched back myself as you crunch up & grab my head back, on my knees still trying to hold the ankle but forced to let go as you pull me into a kneel between your seated legs on the canvas around me & choke my throat in your thick arm muscle. I reach back around your head, chin on bicep & palm on top & pull my feet out of your inner thighs, drop from kneel to ass inside & infront of your groin & bang your chin off my shoulder so you release & fall back. I colapse back over your crotch after you & twist around to face front & push my palms up against your chin & throat & squirm up to body press you, hip to hip & pin you down. I grapple to stay on top but struggle over your bucking & wearing down my strenghts & stamina from the blows & as you push back. Ramming my groin into yours, I then arc back & straddle your hips with one hand around your adam's apple & slap across your face, then hand smother you to take your breath, trying to even things up some.

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Kirk McLean: mannnnnnnnnn your squirmy.... trying to hold you but you manage to escape my lock around your throat..... feel those knees drilling into my ass... my chin driving down over your shoulder... stunning me again.... rolling on top of me now... trying to buck up inder you... thrusting my thong covered crotch up into your thigh tights covered crotch... both of us tiring from this long heated wrestling battle....ooooooopppppppppphhhh your groin rams down into mine... straddling my hips now...pinning my ass down with your crotch pressing down into mine... feel out bulges rubbing and thrusting at each others.... leaning forward your one hand crushing my adams apple... other hand over my mouth smothering me... trying to breathe.... my hands slapping at your arms...eyes wide open... desperately trying to breathe... desperately trying to pull your hands off my throat and mouth...

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Aslin Lyons: "Fuck you man!" I smother & smear your face in palm & choke with the other & I move the straddle over your hips to a single thigh straddle so I can stuff your balls up your groin with a knee to give me leverage & momentum. I press past your slaps, grabs & pulls of arm on arm & keep your head shoved back down pinned, enjoying the cruelty.

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Kirk McLean: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG your knee driving up into my sore balls again... crushing them... straddling my one thigh.... your hand still choking my throat and smothering my mouth... desperately trying to breathe... the pain in my balls growing... can't move that knee off my nuts and getting weaker and weaker from lack of air... my slaps and pulling on your arms getting less and less powerful.... mmmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

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Aslin Lyons: Going to town on this hot big boy & proud to be punching above my weight, I chance kneeling a shin across your chest & neck to humiliate you with an arrogant pin & pull a double bi-flex pose overhead to rub it it... "Yeah looser! You know you're gonna submit to this! You SUCK! Gonna make you cum 1st punk... you know you wanna blow it! lolol" Grind in my shin harder.

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Kirk McLean: your one knee still grinding into my nuts while your other one comes up and kneels across my pecs and throat... your hands coming off my throat and mouth as I gag for air..my body heaving under you as you do a cocky double bicep pose over top of me.... calling me a loser.... telling me your gonna make me cum... able to breathe some now but still don't have a clear way to take air into my lungs with your shin across my throat.... weakened by that throat and mouth smother... my nuts on fire...bring my arms up and rake my fingers across your eyes....

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Aslin Lyons: Shocked & angered, I roll off you rubbing my eyes, worrried for my vision & crawl away to some ropes. "AAWWWH you cheap snatch!" Pull myself up, collecting my heavy breath, focusing my eyes & sweaty.

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Kirk McLean: coughing and gasping for air...giving my nuts another good rubdown... roll up to my feet... thankful that you got carried away and got a bit too cocky for your own good... my body heaving and sweating...my thong totally wet and clinging to my crotch like a second skin.... move in on you...drag you out from the ropes by your hair..move in behind you...pull your one arm back under my armpit... lock your other arm under my thigh as I step that thigh over your thigh and lean back streaching you out in an ab streach... rubbing my thong into your ass... arching your back and streaching out your abs and pecs... slappppppppp my open hand down over your sweaty pecs... then over your sweaty abs... then lock my fingers around your nutsac giving it a squeeze and twist.... "teach you to go after my nuts you little ass wipe"....

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Aslin Lyons: "uuhhh" ... hair pull & arm stuff... "grrraaahhpppffh!"... thigh wrap... "AAAAAARRRRHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! nooOOOOOOOHHHH!" ... abs stretched out & muscle power broken by superiour strength & leverage, I scream! Then you start to work my torson with your hand & crush my bulge, humiliating me & turning the tables. I yell & howl & whince aloud!!! I flail limply inside your grip, trying to squirm out but just dangle & hang there, pulled & squashed, moaning, grunting & groaning... feeling the sweat on my back & your front mix, feeling your bonner hump up against my body, feeling the flex power of your built up muscled limbs as your core strength works over my abs strength, wanting not to cry but unable to help myself from screaming.

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Kirk McLean: leannnnnnnn backkkkkkk working the ab streach some more... grinding my bulge into your ass... my fingers wrapped around your nuts.. twisting them to the right and then to the left.... "yeah how's your balls feel asshole?... oh still not sore enough?"... twisting them back and forth again.... "first you give punk...then you cum... then your mine you little ass wipe... now scream for more for me pussy boy"......

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Aslin Lyons: "OOOWWHH... !!! AAAHHWW Man... lllleeetttGGGGOOO! Let go of me! OHHH Please NOOOO! GAAAWWDDD! OOOHH fuck! Get your hand off my dick! You're crushing my gut man! You're a dirty bitch! Let gooo, dude... c'mon... don't, let gooooo!" I can't do anything hardly at all but I can reach my free hand slide around between my back & your front, behnd me & use it to grab your dic too, but it doesn't have a strong enough grip & only makes you pull up on my abstretch harder as you keep gripping my cock & balls forcing me to snivel. I hang on to your bulge uselessly as you work me over & figgure the only other thing I can do is stamp on your toes, so I heel you & get thrown sprawling loose, hanging on to a top rope to hold myself up against, with my abs & nuts on fire, my dick swollen & throbbing, even a little wet at the tip. I bend over rubbing myself, walking it off along the rope as I use it like a guide to help me straighten up & keep on my feet from curling up on the canvas fetal & self hugging. It's sooo much pain! OOOHH you fucking asshole punk, I'm thinking.

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Kirk McLean: twisting in the ab streach... managing to free your one arm as you lock onto my cock in my thong... ohhhhhhhhh gawddddddddddddddd know you don't have the strength to squeeze it as much as you would like but now the both of us working each others crotches as I keep you locked in the ab streach.... arrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhh suddenly my foot tingles as you stomp your free foot down on it.... causeing me to lose the ab streach and my grip on your nuts as you thrust yourself back into the ropes and I hobble away... shaking out my foot.... see you bent over... moving along the ropes... move in again... grab your hair... jerk you forward and lock your head between my thighs.... smackkkkkkkkk your doubled over ass cheeks with my open hands... then wrap my arms around your waist and bend my knees.. jerking you straight up in the air...holding you there... letting the blood run to your head as I crush it between my thighs... time to put this hot stud away....

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Aslin Lyons: Thigh scissoring head ache & flipped upside down, I'm disoriented & kicking wildly to get free, trying to ruin whatever hold you're attempting, clawing at the inside of your knee caps. "Let me down you fucking bastard Kirk!" & kicking at your head, manage to free my own & squirm partly loose, using my hands against the canvas to keep from getting tombstoned or pile driven & boot you in the face enough to get you to drop me & back away, kinda saulting safely to my back on the canvas & kick out at your shins with both heels, shooting pain up your legs, from my guard position.

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Kirk McLean: dammmmmmmmmmmmm just can't seem to put this little fighter away... your feet kicking like mad.... head spinning as you slam your foot into it... your head popping free of my thighs.... your hands down on the canvas... any thought of piledriving you gone... head snaps back from another kick to my face.... gawddddddddddddd feel those shins kicking into my knees... jerking them back as I fall backwards...doubling my legs up... rubbing my knees... shaking my head back and forth to get my senses back after those foot blows into it...

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Aslin Lyons: Roll up & dive on top of you with a clutched hand groin clawing you & a forearm against the throat. Press you back & straddle your thighs holding your dick & balls gripped tightly & use the other to dig a finger nail tip claw deep into your hot blonde boy abs. "YOU LIKE THIS? Is this how you want it? IS IT? YOU WANT IT SCUMBAG? YOU GOT IT!!!" I dig hard in both places sitting on your legs making you squirm & wretch around.

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Kirk McLean: shittttttttttttttttttttttttttt the forearm across my throat again... cutting off my air... gagging and spitting.... straddling my thighs and pulling them together against your knees.... crushing my cock and balls between my own thighs.... ohhhhhhhhh gawddddddddddddd gasp out as your finger nail tips diggggggggggg into my sweaty ab muscles..... yelling at me... trying to move my legs locked between your knees.... trying to buck my upper body up off the canvas but can't with your forearm crushing my throat... my abs on fire with your fingernails digging in deep with the ab claw... my hands weakly trying to shove your forearm off my throat so I can breathe... spit dribbling out the sides of my mouth...

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Aslin Lyons: Sit up & drop fist bombs into your gut one after the other & bust your guts in combination shots over & over.

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Kirk McLean: gagging for air again as your forearm comes up off my throat... my hands going for my throat to rub it.... coughing and gasping as you drive your fists down into my reddened abs... pounding away at them...still can't move my legs as you keep them pinned together and stay straddling them....

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Aslin Lyons: Hitting your tum tum really hard with my fists, wearing both our energies down with the assault, needing a breather, I pull your hair & move your head into a face sitting school boy pin & roll us onto our sides, leg scissoring your neck. "The bigger they are the harder they cum fall Kirk!"

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Kirk McLean: pounding away at what used to be my ripped abs... now red... heaving... sweating... beaten.... freeing my legs as you slide up off my thighs and sit on my pecs... your knees on either side of my head... your wet white thigh shorts rubbing into my face... mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppphhhhhhh inhaling your musk scent as my feet pound into the canvas... jerking my face up and smothering my face into your wet bulge in your tights using my sweaty hair.... MMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHH suddenly rolled to the side as your legs lock around my head in a face smothering scissors... taunting me again as my hands slap at your hard thighs as they flex around my head....

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Aslin Lyons: I squeeze you in my thighs, holding your nose to my woody from the hair & reach down behind with a forced laugh & hand slap yours a few smacks& fists then grab it & pull on it in the blue thong.

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Kirk McLean: my head feels like it's going to explode as you tighten up on the scissors... my nose rubbing into your big boner in your wet tights... rubbing against your leaking cockhead... my head swimming with your precum scent... my muffled moans building from your crotch... MMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH trying to pry your hard thighs apart with my hands but too weak from the constant bombardment of my abs by your fists.... MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH my body jolts as you slap my hardon back and forth in my thong... laughing.... your hand wrapping around it and pulling on it in my thong.. feel it jerking and responding to your hand grip on it... more of my precum dampening my wet thong...

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Aslin Lyons: My body fills with rejuvenation from the excitement swellng in the palm of my hand & it makes my dick grow harder in my tighty whities pressed against you & me moan. The sweat pours across my skin. Grabbing you in squeezes, pumping my hand & hanging onto your blonde hair to make it easier to hump your face & feel your hardness & limpness at the same time, like mine. "UUUHHH, aaaaawwwh... oooooohhhhww... mmmmhh!!!" Taking control of your game & dominating most of your match, feeling manly & alpha - ish.

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Kirk McLean: my cock swelling and jerking out precum into my thong as your continue to rub and pull on it... your woodie hardening even more against my mouth and nose.. getting damper with more and more of your own precum... your scent filling my lungs now... my face turning red from the strength of your thighs flexing and crushing my head in this tight face smothering scissors.... using my wet hair to hump my face against your wet crotch and hard boner..... here you moaning as my muffled moans continue... my slaps and tugs at your thighs weakening.... can't believe I'm being dominated like this by this smaller shit... mmmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppppphhhhhhhhh...

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Aslin Lyons: If I keep this up, I might cum first & loose, it's turning me on soooo much, feeling your dick in hand & under control, so I let go & double hair pull you in the crotch face, squeeze tight the scissors & start ab & hip power rolling us over & turn you from side to back to side to top to side & back around again with the grip & then roll back the other way, twirling your neck & gut around on the canvas against my groin, flopping you all over the place. "Wimp! You're a wimp... fucking pussy! You know that fag boy? What a whimp you are! Suck me off fucking whimp boy... lol!" Roll you back to your stomach, face in crotch & hair pulled, arch your back ab stretched & neck cranked again, hold you up there & spit into your face taunting you.

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Kirk McLean: dammmmmmmmmm about to loose my load with your hand rubbing when you stop it and begin to rock me back and forth on the canvas.. locked tightly in your thighs... body flopping from side to side... cranking my neck and slamming my abs into the canvas with each flop... taunting me... rolling me back over to my stomach now..sprawled out in front of you with my face tightly smothering against your wet crotch... using my hair to keep it firmly in place as you thighs continue to flex around it... spitting into my smothered face... my hands sliding off your wet hard thighs to the canvas... can't breathe... only inhaling your manscent in this humiliation hold of yours.... eyes beginning to roll back into my head... arms feel like dead weight.. body beginning to convulse... mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhh...

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Aslin Lyons:: Feeling you weakening & wanting not to cum, I move out of the hold & take a stand over you lying & heaving on your tummy, kick your shoulder & foot flip you to your back & crouch down to hair pull you some more with a face slap & turn your neck down to look at your abs & watch me step on your thong & mash it.

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Kirk McLean: about to pass out in that crushing head scissors when you release it...sucking in fresh air... my body heaving and sweating... laying face down on the canvas...soooooooo close to losing this match right there... coughing and gasping for air now... kicked over to my back... jerked up to my knees by my wet hair... face stings from the slap... head forced down to look at my red sweaty heaving abs...my hands on your thighs to steady me... arrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh moannnnnnnnn out in pain again as you press your foot down on my cock in my wet thong.. crushing it underneath.... "bastard"... gasping out at you weakly...

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Aslin Lyons: Twist your thong & crush your dick & throw your head back against the canvas & drop you, step off, grab an arm & pull you up, then shove you into the corner with hands against the chest.

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Kirk McLean: arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhh twisting your foot into my thong covered boner....thrown back to the canvas as you step off my thong... hands moving to rub my sore cock in my wet thong.... jerked up by my arm... shoved back into the corner with your hands on my sweaty pec mounds... arms over the top rope as I slump against the turnbuckle...my sweaty body heaving... breathing heavily... too weak to fight back but not too weak to thrust my one leg up between your thighs and slammmm it hard into your ballsac...

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Aslin Lyons: "OOOOwwwwwwwwhhhchhiiiTTTT!" Drop to my knees & rest my head against your bulge, holding my sore nuts, sucking wind, eyes shut tight & groaning as I try not to tear up.

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Kirk McLean: a glimmer of hope now as you drop down in front of me...rookie played with the Kid too long when he could have put me away... now he's going to pay for that.... lift my legs up and wrap them around your head in my face smothering scissors.... flexxxxxxxxxxxxx my thighs around your head now... smother your face into my wet thong...rub your nose against my leaking cockhead in my thong... leaning my arms over the top ropes to steady me.. begin to thrust your head from side to side in my thighs... "NOW WHO'S THE WIMP PUSSY...WHO'S THE FAG BOY NOWWWWWWW???"... flexing my thighs and crushing your head this time... getting my strength back slowly but invigorated by being back in the match and having you in my face smothering scissors... listening to your muffled moans coming from my crotch... seeing your face turning red from the crushing scissors.. spit in your face....

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Aslin Lyons: "UUUGHHHHOOWWW, mmmpphhhff, aaaawwwrrrrhhh!!!" Cursing myself for pulling you up & getting reversed... OOOOWWW THE PAIN OF YOUR QUADS AROUND MY NECK!!!!! "OOOWWW" Stuck between your legs & nowhere to go, reach up both hands to your lower abs & one fists your thong while the other rakes your v-line & scrapes my nails across to force you loose with a double hip shove back to the buckles & short front punch your package again. No time to rub my neck no matter how bad I want to, because as you slump, I call you a "Dirty bastard!" & shove open each thigh over the bottom rope so your spread eagle & from the kneel positon in front of you keep pounding fists up your abs, chest & groin. Once I work your legs are over the ropes & I stand with a forearm under your chin then return to a humiliation tactic by hair pull & tight wet white hard on in face & slam a swung foot top against your thong. My fucking nuts are sore from beating on each other, but it doesn't stop my penis from throbbing & my neck burns in pain too & i'm glad to finally have a chance to rub it as I step back & leave you hung up slumped over there a moment... rubbing my neck & nuts, staggering around, making distance between us & trying to catch my breath, recovering a little then, turn back towards you & run a home plate slider double drop kick inbetween your open thighs. "Take this jerk off!"

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Kirk McLean: arrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh legs loosening around your head as you drive your fist into my thong... my legs falling off from around your head as you scrape your nails on my v line and across my abs...back slumps back against the turnbuckle again.... my thighs lifted up and over the bottom ropes... spreading my legs and forcing me to drop down to my bare ass cheeks in the corner... arms over the middle ropes... cock throbbing and sore again..... kneeling between my legs...driving your fists into my abs... pecs... ohhhhhhh gawdddddddddd and my wide open groin.... head jerked up by my hair and you rub that wet white tights covered hard bulge into my face again.. smothering me with it... mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... body jerks as you kick my thong.... slump as you pull back... breathing heavily... taking fresh air back into my lungs again...see you move across the ring...then charge toward me... can't move with my thighs over the bottom rope...."nooooooooooooo" screaming out.... OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG almost pass out from the pain... almost throw up from the baseball slide into my wide open crotch as your feet slam into my thong covered cock and balls....

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Aslin Lyons: Find myself underneath you as you timbered over on top of me out of the corner when I slid into your & grapple shoving you off & over to a side on your back & crawling on top, hip to hip & humping while pinning backdown your wrists to the canvas. Moaning between heavy breaths, sweat dripping & cum throbbing inside.

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Kirk McLean: my body flops over top of yours... shoving me off and to my back as you slide up on top of me...our sweaty bodies rubbing together.... my wrists pinned down to the canvas... your crotch humping down on mine.... our abs rubbing together... our pecs rubbing together... our gear wet with sweat and precum grinding into each others... moaning up into your face... my sore cock and balls throbbing and jerking up against yours... moaning and breathing heavily under you...

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Aslin Lyons: Slide up to sit across your hips & ass hump your bulge riding on top & drop a series of fists into your solid abdominals. WHAM WHAM WHAM!

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Kirk McLean: oooooooooopppppppppphhhhhhhhhhh my abs taking those hard blows of yours as more air blows out of my mouth.... feel my cock in my thong rubbing up against your shorts covered ass.... ab heaving and sweating... now my wrists are free... bring my one arm up and wrap it around the back of your neck... jerking your head down and drilling the top of it into the canvas as I hold onto your head with my arm wrapped around the back of your neck... thrust up with my hips and push you over so I'm straddling your hips now... your head is still locked under my armpit as I jerk you up to your ass... my bare buns are now riding down over your shorts covered cock... "yeah ya hot little stud...how's that for a reversal"... slapping your sweaty back with my free hand... and tightening up on the lock I have on your head...

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Aslin Lyons: I'm right in the middle of telling you to "Suck" WHAM! "My" WHAM "Fuckin" WHAM "Cock!" WHAM with each fist when you grab my neck under your arm & crank it down over & around, up & back down again... "OOOOOWWWWWW... fuck Kirk, LET GO OF MY FUCKING NECK MAN!" Wanting so bad to lift my head & arch my back as you sit on my hips, curl me down & slap it but I can't wiggle free from the position & I muffle howling complaints into your rib cage & try different hand attacks to break free... first I jab your ribs & then slap at your face, pull your hair, then claw your pecs, finally I push you back off down with a hand smother over the mouth & nose plus a viscious ab claw & though your still sitting on my hips I can lean over you & pin your shoulders underneath my ankles digging in the ab claw. Once there & go back to pounding fists into your stomach, each with another word..."Son..." WHAM "Of..." WHAM "A..." WHAM "Fuckin..." WHAM "WHORE!!!" Double axe handle into the plexus! BAM!!!

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Kirk McLean: dammmmmmmmmm your one tough little hot son of a bitch.... your fists jabbing at my ribs... slapping my face... jerking on my sweaty thick curly blonde hair.... noooooooooo...then the pec claw..... that did it as I lose my head lock on you and my back hits the canvas again with your hand over my mouth and your fist driving down into my sweaty sore abs... one blow for each of those works as you shout them out... mmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppppppppphhhhhhh... my eyes glarring up at you as you smother my mouth with your hand.... then gasping as you pull that hand away and drive the double axe down on my plexus.... arrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... curl up on my side... my body heaving and sweating... gasping and coughing for air.... toes kicking into the canvas...

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Aslin Lyons: Pull my leg out from underneath you with a jerk & crawl trippin my way back up to my feet & steady myself catching some breaths & rubbing my neck. Turn to reach down & grab an ankle, yank the leg & drag you away from the ropes a ways & stomp on your hip, then go to the ropes & climb up top in a crouch & leap a back flip down crashing onto your chest hard & we both tumble around on the ring canvas holding ourselves, moaning from the pain hoping the other got the worst of it.

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Kirk McLean: ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH my sweaty body bouncing on the canvas as you do a high flying back flip off the top rope and crash down onto my pecs... crushing my back into the canvas... air blowing out of my mouth... pecs burning... abs burning... coughing and spitting.... my feet pounding into the canvas...

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Aslin Lyons: Coughing, heaving & sweating also, roll over towards you & crawl to a kneel, reach over & grab hair, pull you head under my arm pit in a head lock on your knees, grab your waistband & wedgie you tight, lifting you to a stand with a couple knees in the pecs & snap you rolling straight up into an overhead flip body slam side suplex with crotch scoop leg hook shoulder pin bearing down my chest weight against yours. "Huhhh uuuhh, hhhaauu, pant uuhhh... hhhuuhh..."

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Kirk McLean: shittttttttttttttt suddenly my head locked under your sweaty armpit.... dragged up to my knees.. sweat dripping off my body..... back strap of my thong grabbed... wedging that thong strap against my sweaty ass crack.... jerking me up off my knees.. still locked in that front face lock... the front of my wet thong pulled tightly against my cock and balls.... arrrrrrrrrrgggghhhhh man your strong for a little guy and feisty... suplexed over as you hook my leg... arrrrrgghhhh back slamming into the canvas... more air blowing out of my lungs.... gasping... back spasming...

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Aslin Lyons: Start slapping another tap out on the canvas to show dominance & humiliate you with palms between heavy breaths... 1... 2...

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Kirk McLean: hear you slapping the canvas again... going for another pin.... nooooooooooo wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy is this little punk gonna pin the Kid.... desperately thrust my one shoulder up to barely break this pinfall attempt.... but getting worn down more and more by this stud.... on the defensive too much.... need to go on offense.... breathing heavily...

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Aslin Lyons: Pull back frustrated & push my hands down on your hips & ribs to steady you rolling onto your side & slam a knee into your back, HARD! making you arch & yell. Then I reach down inside your thong, under your ass & grab your nards squeezed in my hand grip & start 'walking the dog' around on all 4's as you crawl to climb for a rope & when you do I leg scissor you behind the head around your throat, pressing it down under my thighs against the middle rope & choke you with all my weight down on your shoulders pressing you coughing & gasping there & holding on to the top rope with both hands for extra leverage as I start to bounce & sleeper you out. Once you go limp & seem like you're passing out I flop you back & step on your face & smother it for a 3 count... then face sit on you in a crotch smother choking you out some more inside my groin & whip out my dick, pull your hair again & spank your face with my hard on & start stroking myself off in front of your face, lean back reach inside your thong front & grab you cock & tug on your tool as I press your neck & start forcing us towards double cumming. "UUUGH UUUHH HHHUUUHHHGGH AAAWWHHH, OOOFHHUUKKK!!!" Holding my sperm back until you blow first, feeling it build inside your throbbing dick as I pump your cock & make your balls build up pressure & start to shoot... One hand on your prick & one on mine, making you hard & pulse, whacking mine the same way & when I see you start to spray & spill I fucking loose control & start shivering & blowing my wad over your face as yours pours out onto your stomach & the canvas... "Uhhh, uuuuhhhhh... oooohhhhhh.... fuuuuckkkk!!! OOOOHHHHHH, AWWWWWW, UUUUH, UUUHHHHGHH... OOOOOOOHHHAAAAA, MMMMMMM, AAWWWWWWW.... UUUUGHH OOOOOHHHHWWWWW!!!"

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Kirk McLean: this little punk is like a whirlwind as he continues to punish my aching body... have broken enough pins but getting worn down by his continual comebacks.... arrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh feel your fingers wrapping around my full nuts again.... humiliated as you force me to crawl around the canvas on my hands and knees using your fingers gripping my nuts as a leash.... walking me to the ropes... dropping my throat over the middle rope and then locking those hard thighs around my head and choking me.... feel your hardon rubbing into the back of my sweaty hair..... holding me there... bouncing on my shoulders... my arms dangle at my sides... spit dribbling from my mouth... can't breathe... almost to the point of passing out when you flop me back onto the canvas on my back... my sweaty body heaving.... out of it... your sweaty foot on my face... humiliating pin as you get your three count this time.... now your sitting on me again... pull your hardon out of your tight sweaty white shorts... slap my face with it... smearing it with precum.... begin to jack yourself off now in my face as your other hand reaches into my thong... jerking it out and begins to jack me off as well.... OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD my cock suddenly EXPLODESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS covering your hand and back along with my abs with my thick manjuices.... my face covered with yours as you blow your hot load all over my sweaty face... feel it sliding down my cheeks and forhead... on my nose and lips as I lick it off... moaning under you... totally exhausted... the scent of sweat and cum filling the room...

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Aslin Lyons: Roll over on top of your head with my hips, bare cock against face but release the head scissors & hump down into you leaking the last of my sexual tension smeared into your sweaty mush & still grabbing your soaked cock, rub it around in my face & go down on it with my mouth, sucking your dink & swallowing some of your jizz... "mmmmmmm, mmmm, mmmm.... oooohhhmmmmm." Slap your meat pole around in my own face & pump mine crushing into yours soaking up the taste, smell & feel of our hard man work until we quit pouring out & our heart rates & breaths normalize some before rolling off of you & all the way over to the corner where your bag with the rope is & take it in hand, come back to you & knot loops around your wrists & around your ankles, hog tie you & fasten the top knot rope teathered to a middle turnbuckle so that you can't follow me out of the ring to the locker room while I shower up & bum rush me, giving me ample time to leave & maybe leaving you not only humiliated but to get found by someone else that way & embarassed & give you an axe to grind against me for a severe rematch desire to take your revenge.

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Kirk McLean: draining me as you drain yourself... sucking on my drained dick and then slapping it around as you slap my sweaty face with yours and force me to inhale your crotch scent and cum all over my face.... suddenly your up off me again... see you grabbing my bag of ropes... too weak to resist... dammmmmmmmmm being hogtied with my own ropes and then secured to the middle turnbuckle so I can't move.... know some of my buds are going to show up at some point and find me like this... fuming as I watch your hot body leaving the room... hear the shower running and then you leaving... beaten... cummed... covered in sweat and your cum... hogtied with my own ropes.... this hot stud has put down the gauntlet and the Kid is going to pick it up.... MY HEAD WHIRLING WITH THOUGHTS OF REVENGE... as I wait to be rescued by my buds later... adding to my humiliation and REVENGE for this...

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Aslin Lyons: 5'8" 138 lb 28"w sz 8 feet 7" cut in white & blue stripe Adidas tearaways & blue hoodie, White & blue stripe Adidas runners too, see you in the gym, pull off my top & hulk flex in my white tank @ u, nod towards the matroom & go in hoping u'll follow me for some grappling.

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p_pan_peter: 5'9 165 lbs sz 9 feet 7' dressed in black muscle shirt and jeans and working out on machine as notice you and see you heading towards the mats. Follow you there. Strip off my jeans to reveal pair of black speedos underneath. Stretching out my legs and arms some before moving onto the mat.

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Aslin Lyons: Toss hoodie aside & peel off sneaks with toes & kick them aside, strip down pant & off tank & pull off sox, throw them all in same spot, move towards you in tight white runner spandex rec cuts with blue Adidas logo on the hip. "Hey, you like a challenge?" Start circling & grabbing out at you.

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p_pan_peter: In just my black speeds as circling, "Perhaps." Smirking some as see you go for a grab and clamp hands onto your arms and fall back and shove my size 9 feet into your abs as flip you over me onto the mat and scramble quickly on hands and knees and try to grab your foot to place it into an ankle lock.

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Aslin Lyons: Sucker gutted "aarrrhh" & slam flipped "oooff" I scramble, roll & twist around to pull my leg free of the grip & crouch face u, then spring a crotch scoop - leg thigh lift - shoulder tackle in the abs at u & lift u off one foot & with a single foot sweep, trip throw u falling back. "Ayyrrrrreeeiiiihhhggghhawww!"

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Aslin Lyons: "What's the matter, think I was too little to fight back? lol" Wind up a leg & kick u in the downed outside leg thigh! "UUURRGH!"

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p_pan_peter: FFeel that tackle into my abs as lifted off one foot and land hard with a soft THUD down to mat as thrown back. Grunt "Unngg." as feel that kick into my thigh. Attempt to kick out at you as laying on back.

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Aslin Lyons: Blunt the kicks blocking with my hands trying to grab the ankles but a little bent over in pain from the blows, "ofooffffww... aahhh... ooww!!" unable to hold on to them & lock em up so drop an elbow down inside the right thigh muscle. "AAARRRH!"

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p_pan_peter: Roll away from you holding my hurting thigh. Stickign it up in air and trying to rub some of the soreness out of it. On my knees and lunge at you as attempt to lock arms around your waist and start squeezing hard as I can as attempting to lift and throw you over my head again.

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Aslin Lyons: Rocked back by a lunge but pulled up & over the shoulder as lifted, "AAAAAHHHHWWW!" rail against getting tossed back however with a leg inside ur thigh & other planted firmly in mat "GGGRRRRHH!" till you repress & dig deeper I find myself rolling over head & wrap an inverted reverse bear hug around ur ribs "yyyeeerrrrgghh!!" & pull u back down with me as I slam over & from underneath, "uuughh!" gator roll u to ur stomach, plant both feet & torque u gutwrenched up "AARRRGHH!" between my legs & throw u aside backslam, stumble away a little & rub a sore back... "uuuhh, aahh, mmm... ooowwh" heaving deep breaths, thinking ur heavier then u look, recovering strength.

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p_pan_peter: Holding my aching back from that slam into the mat as roll over onto my front. Getting back up to my knees. Then lean against wall somewhat to use a s leverage to get back up onto my feet. Panting a little as back on my feet and strut cockily over towards you and reach out to attempt to grab your head and lock it up.

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Aslin Lyons: Move inside ur grab & drop low, arm thru legs, knees bend, hand grab forearm & lift u over shoulders in gut, "GRRRRH..." rolling ur over me back on mat, chest across urs in a pin & hook up the leg, press down wieght on ur lungs with mine. Test ur strength & to humiliate u in submission.

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p_pan_peter: Feeling that chest against mine as you hook my leg and pressing your weight down onto my lungs. "Nnnn." grunting as try to kick out of the pin or get a shoulder up.
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Aslin Lyons: Bucked loose enough to release & repositon... "uuuhhhhgg!" Wrap leg scissors around the left bicep & shoulder, pull an elbow twisting forearm bar screaming outta u with ankles pushing down across ur neck. "Shove outta THIS then!"

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p_pan_peter: Feel those feet tight on my left bicep and shoulder as arm being yanked and twisted. "FUCK..." Sit up and aim a punch at your abs to try to get you to remove hold as arm and shoulder in pain as feeling your toes digging into them.

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Aslin Lyons: "YYEERRGHH... WWHHA... OOOOWWW... AAAHH!!!" Drop the arm, curl up & roll over holding my stomach, kicking off ur shoulder & rib cage moaning & crawling back up on all 4's.

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p_pan_peter: Arm hanging somewhat limp that was worked over as see you on all fours and moving quick to smash my bigger bod down ontop of your back. Locking legs tight about your waist adn good arm tight around your neck in a choke hold. Squashing you down to mat as bite a little at your ear, "Give, punk?"

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Aslin Lyons: "Uuuuhh, kicked flat & bundled up from behind, hearing the taunting reversed, & getting crushed & choking, "Cough, aarrhh..." Buck & twist wildly around inside with hand smothers against ur face till facing front to front, slipping sweaty & start thrusting hips into hips trying to loosen ur grips. Plant my feet & lift u off back with power & slam u back down to get free... stumble back a step, back arched & sore, holding my choked neck, catching breaths, rubbing sore spine with the other hand & looking down at u... wicked expression crosses my face & I stomp down into ur lower abs from above & twist a crushing trample into ur v section with my heel. "OOOHHWW u fukin tuff guy!"

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p_pan_peter: feet kick up as feel those feet twisting my lower abs and my v section being trampled by that heel. Gasping and spit flew out o fmy mouth from that heel suddenly stabbing into me. Eyes wide, back sore from all those slams into the mat and hurting as try to reach and lift that foot in my v section off it and try to unbalance you so that you fall to your back.

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Aslin Lyons: Pulled slipping off my feet down between ur long legs. "AARRRHH, oooohhppwwhh!" Grabbing a shin in arms to block defend, hold & attack with twists but mainly continue a bare naked foot assault upon u, stamping on ur groin, jabbing a feel into ur crotch & demoralizing ur will to fight with squashing gas peddle manouvers. "UUUUUUHGGHH, uuuhhh, awwrr, grrrraah... uuuh, mmmmhhhwww.."

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p_pan_peter: Trying to smash your face with my free leg but feeling you using my own leg to block me as your feet keep smashing into my groin making me gasp. Feeling that foot in my crotch squashing it as manage to get my big toe into a corner of your mouth and start pulling on it, stretching out a side of your mouth as hands going to your feet at my crotch. My hands taking somewhat of a beating now as your foot smashes down between my hands trying to get that foot out of my crotch and my crotch. Face wincing in pain from those blows to my balls and cock standing out in my speeds.

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Aslin Lyons: Ur foot slapping into my face drives me crazy & so does the fact that I can feel how hard ur dick is underneath mine smushing down on it over & over. I hang on to the one leg still, but it's limply & more useless as I'm focused on ur toes working my face & how they go right thru my lips when u catch me howling. My heads jerking to get free but not that hard because it scares me about maybe scraping some cheek damage if I pull away too fast since ur toe nails are gripping inside & pinning my mouth down to the mat, wiggling around so hard. I muffle & moan & feel like all I can do is continue to protest kick the penis thru ur hand cover & hold on to that right leg while trying to squirm out of the fish hook & am totally distracted by my own swelling hard on tenting up in the tight spandex making me clumsier & clumsier. "Mmmmhhh... oooohhmmpphh... aarrhhhhw, mmmuuuuthhafffwwwkkkrrrr... mmmeeettt - ggggowww... ggrrreeaa.. mmmooowww... nnnnneeeoooo, mmmpwhwhffleel!" Stomp stomp stamp, jab, smush, grip, slap!!! goes my foot into ur boyhood while u have my face moaning down eating toe hold & slobbering into mat.

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p_pan_peter: Can't take those hits into my crotch anymore and attempt to curl up trying to get both my feet back underneath. Pulling my toes from your mouth as trying to shield my throbbing, hard, hurting crotch.

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Aslin Lyons: Hand shoots up to my free mouth, covers it, rubs inside & out, not knowing what it's checking for, exactly rubbing away pain, more like horror or dirt, trying to clean it like spitting out a bug... "aaaaaawwwwhhhh... eeeewww, ooohh u sick bastart!" I'm rolling over on my front & then again up to a kneel & a stand, breathing & sweating hard, staring at u in amazement at ur visciousness & just panting...

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p_pan_peter: laying on side curled up and holding hurting throbbing crotch and panting, body glistening with sweat as laying there for a few seconds before start crawling somewhat curled up as trying to get to a wall to try to help me get back to my feet.

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Aslin Lyons: Charge at u yelling "AAAAAAARRHHHHHHRR!!!" & slam a side kick up across ur curled abs as u pull up on the wall, slam my lower shin, ankle & foot top into hard lower six pak with a WHACK! sound echo bouncing around the mat room. Good thing I locked the door & it's just us, this is getting outta hand, someone might misunderstand & try to interveen. "You filthy dick sucker!"

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p_pan_peter: Hands grabbing at the wall as getting up onto knees. Then feel that leg and foot slam BAM!! hard into my abs. Spit flying out of my mouth from the hit into my abs. Coughing somewhat, "Fuckin...asshole." one hand going for the wall as other rubs at my bruised abs. Fake trying to use my feet and one hand on the wall to get to my feet, and send a kick out towards your own crotch behind me in a blind mule kick.

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Aslin Lyons: Cought off guard by it while grabbing at the back of ur shoulders, about to pull u down on a back slam & catch the heel right painfully between the legs, squeezing thighs together & freezing up just trying to stand my ground & not fall over, eyes pressed shut & teeth gritting... sooo much pain shooting thru my body (you fuck!) I rake my nails down ur back & stagger away holding my nards moaning & trying to hold back tears from falling.

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p_pan_peter: Eyes go wide at feeling those nails digging into my back and let out a scream of pain as back raked. falling flat to my front and holding my aching back as feeling it now more in my back then my crotch. Use wall to get back up onto my feet and holding aching back and slightly bent over as rush at you as grab you around the sternum and start squeezing tight ina bear hug.

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Aslin Lyons: Yelling "UUUUUUHHHHHHHWWWW!"... arching & shoving hands off ur shoulders. Groin aches & spine crunches, ur longer arms dominate my strength & ur longer abs smash up against mine... our hard dicks duel as I twist & squirm sideways wiggling to get free of ur hold. My face screws up in pain with tightly shut eyes & silent screams from my mouth, feeling the worst of my body getting dangled up off my feet there till I'm in a position to ram my thigh into ur package & do something about it, dropping u like a sack of potatoes & slumping back down to the mat myself, curling up & rolling around holding my middle in agony, sniveling & whining like a bitch trying to catch some breath.

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p_pan_peter: Feeling that hit into my crotch knocks wind out of me and makes me remember how it hurts down there from all those stomps and gas pedalling by your feet. Holding onto my hurting crotch as laying there coughing a little between swearing..."fucker...bastard...asshole...jackass...gonna kick shit out of you...fucker..." laying there rubbing at my sore crotch, reaching into my speedos to try to massage the pain out of it.

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Aslin Lyons: Opening my eyes & seeing u handling ur junk re-emboldens me to know ur hurting & also b/c it takes some of my pain away as my hard on swells & cum chruns. I struggle to a crawl on 3 points with one hand massaging my sore tool & cupping my nuts also, reach out an arm for u from a kneel & pull u up by ur short hair to a kneel too, then ram an undercut fist into ur abs & twist the knuckles there as u bend over it. "UUUUUHHHH... Dirtbag!"

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p_pan_peter: Feel that hand in my hair pulling me, " Fuckin..pussy..grab..." but don't get out more as feel taht fist ram into my red abs as bending over and as coughing. Wind knocked out of me again from that hard and quick punch.

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Aslin Lyons: Get on my feet & step around ur bent over kneeling down head, putting my hard cock spandex against ur face & leg scissor thighs around ur head, taking ur arms up with 2 tight grips & force u to slump underneath me there while I work the shoulders & sockets.

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p_pan_peter: Squirming as face being smothered into that spandex crotch as scissored and feeling those legs tight around my head. My body bucking and flopping somewhat and bakc starting to really throb in pain as feel you working my shoulders and yanking on my arms. Feet start kicking hard at the mat and gasping as smothered into that crotch. Feeling a little light headed as feel those legs tight around my head.

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Aslin Lyons: Fall back & take the head & arms with me in the crotch - face smother, to ur stomach & hold ur tightly squeezed there a moment before starting to drag u rolling over around & around with my hips pulling the lead till we go sprawling around 4 times to the left & then back towards the right 3 times, cranking ur neck hard all the way & release ur wrists to a double hair pull so I can push ur face into my humiliating humping groin thrusts saying "Yeah I got u now skinny punk, u like that down there don't u? U gonna submit boy? I feel ur pain wanting to tap out to my strong ass... YEAH! TAKE THAT!" Shove ur face & my dork togeather, both soaking wet, leaking sweat & spermies.

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p_pan_peter: Screaming out as feel that hair pull as face shoved hard into your humping crotch. Feeling your sperm on my face as being smothered into it and my arms aching from being wrenched from my shoulders in this head scissor. Body hurting all over and humiliated feeling that cock pressing into my face. "allright...i give..fucker." comes out muffled as face being smashed into your crotch.

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Aslin Lyons: "AAAWWWHHHHYYY!!" Roll u over one more time to ur back & sit up school boy pin on ur chest, shins pinning shoulders & crotch hanging hard over face, hold u there submitting to me on top, dick so hard & throbbing. "Yeah wuss, let me hear it, how bad do u want me to let ur bad ass go?" Writhe my hips gyrating some more saddistically & press my wieght painfully into ur arms.

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p_pan_peter: Feeling those hips gyrating and that weight pinning down my arms as squirming, "Get off asshole! I said I give." Squirming still with my legs as whole backside hurting.

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Aslin Lyons: Growl & grab my crotch with a squeeze, holding steady, almost wanting to cum... "What's that? I couldn't hear u. Speak the hell up! What's that u called me?"

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p_pan_peter: 'Asshole!" Squirming and arms really hurting as feel those knees digging into them. "Get off! I GIVE!!"

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Aslin Lyons: Hold u a moment longer then get standing over u & step a right foot across ur throat pressing down a light pin, ready to choke if ur try to wessel out. Whip my dick out of my shorts & tug it long up, out & downward over head, pointing towards ur face. "Go on then, take it out & show me ur submission punk!" Making u to jerk off as I do, violently foot trample stamping all over ur face, chest, abs & hand jerking DICK from above while we pull togeather "uuuhh, uhhhhgaww, oooohh, uuh... awwwhh, mmm, oohhaawww... UUUHHH - UHHHHH - UHHHH... OOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!! ooohhhhhHHHHHHWWW!!! UUUUH, uuuh uhhh uuhh uhhh uuhhh... " until both loads of cum wad flow out gruntingly, knees almost buckling while urs kick as we spill all over ur face & stomach to a match finish, both soaked, spent, winded & broken, gingerly moving off towards our clothes to towel off & make an exit for the showers together.

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brian mack: stretchin losse, grungy sweats over my grapplin gear
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Aslin Lyons: enter the mat room in grey cotton track pants, white tee & runners at 5'8 & 138 lbs. Push up off the wall a few times with my arms & pull off the loose tee shirt & slip off the runners, pull down the tracks. Underneath I have on tight white Adidas ankle length tights with a blue logo on the hip & stripes down one side, & has no straps. So my chest is bare & I have white & grey thick cotton socks on & I toss my clothes into a corner & stretch out flexing at Brian, warming my body for the match. Thx 4 the invite pal, u ready to beg submission? ... & walk over to shake hands in the middle of the matted dark room.
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brian mack: drops my grungy sweats and tosses hoodie as i NODS TO SOME FANS WHO r hangin and then i flex a side pose arching my 45 in pecs and tensing my 23 in quads in my black/red tapout shorts..... wearin my old hs silver//black wresl shoes and low black sox III BOUNCE ON TOES OF LOOSELY LACED SHOES AND CRACKS MY BACKKKK glares at u and does a double bi flex goes to center mat and accepts hand shake, 5'10 170 vs ur lean tight 138
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Aslin Lyons: hands grip & shake... hold tight to urs & look down from ur eyes to ur feet... u gonna wear those?
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brian mack: scuffs my shoes to mat and squeezes hand tight releases and circles slappin hand to top o ur head and other hand reachin out with fingers wiggling
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Aslin Lyons: hold on... move to corner with my duffel & clothes where i tossed them & pull out some ankle high blue & white stripped Adidas ring shoes & slip them on... push each up to the wall & lace them up to make our gear more even... get them secure & turn back to you ready to lock up & come at you with an 'ok' & a nod, wrapping my hands around your neck & shoving.
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brian mack: drops low as uw raps my neckkkk I SHOOT AN A RM THRU UR LEGS AND grips glute musl and presses crotch as i lifts ur leg to tilt u and also slide arm around ur neck in a rev hedlock..... elevates ur left hip as i butt claw ur right cheek AND TILT U FORA SIDE SLAM
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César Méndez: come on ascis, break him hard
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Aslin Lyons: forced to curl inward & squeeze thighs together... almost lifted, flipped & slammed but block with a shin against your inside knee, shifting all my weight to the opposing side, grabbing the forearm around my neck & planting a heel, pivot myself twisting out of the hold & wind an arm bar around your back into a standing chicken wing, cranking on the wrist up your back. uuurrggh!
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bcgrapple: damn sub man....nice reversal
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brian mack: READY TO ELEVATE AND SIDE SLAM U AND THIS STUDD blocks me tight dammmmmmmmmmmmmmm my arms slammed behind me W TF?? Awicked chic wing as i,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
brian mack: goes on my toes and slaps free arm to my traped arm showin some PAIN ON MY FACE early .......... freearm slams a hard elbow to ur tight hard abs
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Aslin Lyons: twisting your wrist from the thumb the whole way until loosened by the rib elbow forces me to step back but hold on & kick the back of your knee & put you down on one legged kneel from it, then wrap an upside down headlock around your face from behind & invertedly guillotine you with it, slamming a knee into your back over & over, forcing you back to an arched stand with your nose turned up in my arm pit.
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brian mack: SLAMS ELBOW AND FEELS U RELEASE A LITTLE AND THEN ughhhhhh KICK TO KNEE BUCKLES ME DOWN to one knee//suddemly feels knee slammin my back UGHHHHHHH owww and my abs stretched back as i smelllurdammarmpit sweat while my neck is trapped so i................ post one sweaty shoe wide and firm while other foot MULE KICKS UR NUTS bammmmmm AND BAMMMMMMM to them nice tight PRETTY TIGHTS
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César Méndez: GO BRIAN!
bcgrapple: wow Bri playing rough
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Aslin Lyons: Your stance widens & heel bends way back up into my groin, but I catch most of the blow by closing my thighs togeather & lifting off the mat as you rock forward to piggy back you with my arm still choking around your neck, & when I come back down on my feet use the momentum to bend down & pull your back over my shoulders in a powerlifting standing back breaker & whirl you around bouncing arched across my shoulders before back slamming you face down to the ground & ramming them into your back... UYYRRREEAHHHGGHH!
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bcgrapple: Damn Sub man is on fire! come on Brian!
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brian mack: SUDDENLY STRETCHED ACROSS BACK IN A DAMM C RUCIFIX YOOOOO owwwwww and then slammed face down and feelin elbow pummel me tries to shrimp forward to edge of mat maybe MAYBE A CLEAN BREAK AND RE START maybe not?// shrimpin ANDD crawlin on elbows AS I FEEL THIS UNK BREATHIN ON ME AND LOCKED AROUND MY DAMMMM neck AHHHHHHHH sweatin bad punk breathin
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Aslin Lyons: Twist around & roll over to take your back in a reverse grape vine/full nelson & gator roll you back towards the middle of the matroom, topping & bottoming us rolling over & over a few times, pulling back on all 4 of your sockets with heels inside your thighs & neck pushed chin to chest... uuurrrrghh yeerrreaaahgghhhh, uuuugghhhhaawww!!! Bring you to a face down stop in middle & release you, squat over your back, grab your obliques & hips in hand & pull you up to a crawl, a reverse bearhug & partial power lift, not too high, but a little off the mat, & slam you down on your side... you dirty ballbusting fuck! standing over you stomping on your ribs, then stomach with a ring shoe heel before dropping a knee across your gut 1, 2, 3 times while holding a single claw in each your chest & thigh
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César Méndez: come on brian dont let this punk beat ya
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brian mack: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nelsoned tight and vines and gator rolled room spins likea damm fuckin VERTIGO DREAMMM shittttttttt chin e atin my chest and then lifted and slammed to side fuckin heel slams my abs and clawsssssss diggin my pec and thigh THIC MEAT SOOOOOOOO....................... I GRIP UR FAR SHOE AND HEEL HOOKS ITTTTTT grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr and then slams my right shoe to ur chin AND OTHER SMELLY SHOE TO UR EARRR SCISORS MY SIZE 11 DIRTY SHOES ON NECK AND SIDE SLAMS U TO MAT AS Icrank scisors and also twist heel hook mercilessly
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bcgrapple: wow Brian.....damn coming back strong
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brian mack: i'll break his twink ankle!
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Aslin Lyons: ankle locked & head slammed down underfoot... aawwwwhh! oooffffhhwww!!! twisted & ground, stretched out & a little stunned & then foot scissored around the neck by these huge ring shoes, shaking my head & yaking my foot free of the grip... pulling at the ankles to pry them apart but stuck in the hold bucking around till I press my Adidas foot against the mouth & press the face mashed back & pop my head out of the ankles, jerk my hooked foot free & reverse the hold, twisting your ankle & squashing your face underneath both souls of my size 9 ring shoes instead... yyyyrreegghhaa! uuughhhh, mmmmmhhh, wwwrrrreeeaaghhh!!!
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brian mack: TWSITIN THAT BLUE AND WHITE SHOE no mecy and scisorein ur neck tight then suddenly ur fuckinshoe presses my face UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ........................ NO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHmy foot hooked. u litllle mmmudder fuckkkkin bitchhh smellin them shoes and struglin as u AGAIN MIRACLE ESCAPE and reverse u tough lil bastard claws ur inner thigh and sticks a thumb into ur tight clad balllls pushin ball to ur a hole and freee shoe slitehrs around to rubs ur boned gear slides heel to cum vein
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César Méndez: own him brian!!
brian mack: i'll milk him!!!
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Aslin Lyons: AAAAAWWWWHHHHHWWW!!!! spread my legs wide, letting go of your face with my feet & spring crunching up to grab toe of your shoe & pry it off my bulge with both hands, face contorted & silent screaming expression on it, rocking my pinned hips side to side, wiggling away out from underneath ever so slowly & carefully, dick swelling up & balls pumping sperm churning inside, body breaking a sweat, butt schootches back away out from under your reach & hand cups my dick, wanting to curl up & hold myself rocking but don't have the time as I get to my feet grabbing my package & pressing my groin togeather as I rise up to my feet & square off my shoulders with you, a little bent over but watching carefully as you take a stand & then... rush in an abdominal shoulder block, atomic forearm scoop, lift & side slam down to the canvas, yelling DIRTY BASTARD! & pin your shoulders to the mat hooking a leg up with an arm & use one knee to squash your bulge & scissor the other leg so your groin is spread wide & bashed in as I press you back down using all my momentum & weight.
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brian mack: charges my head to ur tight abs and lifts hips for a double leg takedown then i swings quick to north south and drops crotch to ur face as i grips rt leg and cradles it back hard so u smell ur fuckin size 9 shoe stretches that near leg cradle and sits my ass on ur sweaty fore head as i also RE APPLY HEEL HOOK... HAD ALL THAT IN THE HOPPER! FUCKK!!!
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bcgrapple: Damn Brian on a roll
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brian mack: GOIN WITH MY MOVES REVERSED UR PIN AND SWITHCES TO NORTH SOUTH ONE LEG CRADLED HARD AND HEEL ILLEGALLY TWSITED, SITS ON FACE AND MAKES U SMELL UR DAMM SHOE AS MY ELBOW RUBS UR CRADLED HARD CUM VEIN
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Aslin Lyons: bucked loose & rolled over reversed & face sat on, muffling & shaking my face side to side... nnnwwwhh, nnnoo, mmmm, mmmpppwwhh, gggeettofff! & getting a leg unnaturally twisted up against myself & groin gettin bashed by the elbow... OOOOOHHHHH!!! FUCK I SQUIRM!!! Writhing around underneath the larger grappler to find some free motion & can't do much but manage to send some jabs back at you in the crotch with my fist so you roll over on back & I reverse the straddle, ass to face & grab the same ankle twist but what I do with it is crank the ankle & unlace the shoe, pull it off & start swatting you with it as I stand up over top, hitting you about the face & head with your own soft ring boot. OOOWWW you nasty fucker!!!
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César Méndez: finish him Brian!
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brian mack: DAMMMM ROLLED AND THEN SHOES TRIPPED AND SLAPPED LIKEA LITTLE BITCHHH u bastard i grabs ur near leg and elevates it as i twsit the kneee and then half waystands and slams my knee to ur thigh rolls U TO UR BACKKKKK and holds leg high turked likea flag pole then twsits the leg more as my black sock goes to ur neck FLAT FOOTED CHOKE AND TWSITS FOOT TO UT TOES IN UR MOUTH fish hookin ur lips and free elbow slammin ur twsited elevated calf musl BAMMMMMMMMM before elbow again slams ur stretched groin PINNIN BALLS AND THEN SLAMMIN BONERD GEAR, PUTS TOES IN MOUTH
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Aslin Lyons: pulled off the foot & back slammed down with a sore inner thigh bust & socket wrench, then before I can jacknife crunching up get my mouth foot molested & find myself muffling to breath with socked toes wriggling around on inside & my balls getting elbowed before I can do anything about it... having pain & trouble deciding how to respond, rolling with the blows, both hands prying on the ankle of the foot in my face, one hand & the other on the elbow in my crotch... body wretches & whines... both hands on the ankle... both hands on the elbow, torso worming around... oooowwwwhhhh! whhahaaahhhhhaawww!!! mmm, uuummmhh ... uuuhhh mmmmm aaarrrrgghhhh!!! squirm all around twisting head & prying at ankle & elbow ... noooowwwwhhh!!! mmmmhhhrrghh... oooohh fuck! ooohhhhww fuck!!! oooohhh dam!!! oooohhh fuck man... ooohhh please noooo, let me go... oooowwwwwhhh!!!
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brian mack: keeps foot pressed toface and slides other one under ur neckkk AS I NOW CRADLE BOTH LEGS SO UR SHOES PIN UR OWN SHOUDLERS AND I WEDGIE THEM TIGHTS MERCILESSLY crunchin ur wet nuts and then slides my one hand inside tights and pokes fingers to ur sweaty hole and other hand goes lower to TWSIT UR DAMMM balls yanks em and waits for cum sparay and TAP TAP
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Aslin Lyons: Curled back up into a ball, my own feet over shoulders, legs flexxed to the max!!! OOOOWWWWW! spine stretched & then getting humiliatingly wedgied & groped with little room to squirm, oooohhhh!!! MY NUTS!!!! My dick swells & throbs, it wants to shoot & my body sweats & quivers, totally over heating... hands trying to pry myself free uselessly, moaning & groaning... trying to withstand the PAIN!!! uuuughhhh uuuugghhh, COME ON MAN! BREAK... BREAK... LET ME GOOOOOOOO! UUUUGHGHH!!!
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brian mack: STRIPS UR TIGHTS DOWN AND smacks ur asss HARD STICKS 2 FINGERS IN HOLE AS I KEEP UCRADLED TIGHT LIKE MY NEW wrestle toy boy and rubs one smelly sock to ear as other one massages urface and stillfish hooks ur mouth other hand twsits balls and crunchin em untilu shoot hot load for me pistoning fingers into urcradled asss
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Aslin Lyons: OOOHHH wwowoooooowwww!!!! ooohh my ass!!! SMACK! MMM, mmm, hmmmhhmmm, i muffle, face smothered & mouth full, cock & balls squashed, body squriming & cheek pinned to the mat... sucking sock toe... tights down & dick throbbing, starting to spill at the tip... if you don't stop I'm gonna blow my load, my hand want's to slap the mat sooooo bad & tap out, my spine hurts & my asshole's on fire from you poking fingers into it... i wanna give in, i wanna quit, i'm gonna blow... uuuugghh, aawwhhh!!! i wish u'd stop taunting me, I squirm & writh around my torso as much as it can move... then you poke my hole again... OOOOOOWWWWWWWHHH!!!! hand slaps the mat rapidly tapping out & my cock blows it's lid!!!!! Cum all over the place & body spasims out of control... AAAWWWWHH OOOOWWWWAAA AAAAAAAGGGR NO!
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César Méndez: nice job brian!
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brian mack: yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa dammmmm ura toughs crapper bro very hot war on mats, all respect u may be one of toughest ive faced dammmm proud to finally MILK UR HOT CUM AND HEAR TAP TAP, NOW SUCK ME BRO
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Aslin Lyons: oooohhh, collapse... breathing hard, sperming myself humping onto the mat, shaky & weakened... not enough energy to pound my fist in the mat with anger at the loss, beaten & blowing... nothing to do but finish cumming & crawl away humiliated hand limply shoving your leg away as i quiver & cum, face down... nooo, nooo, naawwwhh... enough... i quit... please nooo i tap out, man, i can't take no more... nooo please nooooo! pant pant pant...
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brian mack: shoves my dic in ur ass as i roll around and mounts ya underhooks shoudlers and pulls arms back hard like whenu strted this brawl fuckker
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Aslin Lyons: whhahaaa!!! ooohhh shit, nooooo man ... nnooooo!!! rolled over in pulled back arms like straps & bent up by your hips shoving against my ass & thick cock squeezing it's way inside me... forcing my gap to spread & making my hard dick twitch & spray... I howl & shake my head, face in the mat, helpless to pull free... ooooohhh!
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brian mack: pumpin u like im a jack hammer DRIVER U LTTLE SLIPPERY WRESTLESTUDDD THOGUHT UD NEVER QUIT IRAMS U HARD AND READY TO BREED U AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH yesssss
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Aslin Lyons: jerk at my shoulder sockets, twerk my ass, howl into & bite the mat, press my forehead against it & whine... oooowwwww, uuuuuhhh, ooowwww, uuugghhh, ooowwwww, aaawwww, uuugghh, oooohhhh... shifting mere centemetres on my knees, unable to significantly change position... asshole convulsing, heart pounding, sweat pouring off my skin all over, mat soaked underneath... oooooohhhhHHHHHHHH! Dink 7 inch of twitching & throbbing, cum leaks out of the cut head & my whole body hurts sore aches underneath a layer of numbness.
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brian mack: rammin ass and gonna spew inu reaches low to tug ur balls and milk a second load from u as i SHOOT IN UR ASS
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Aslin Lyons: AAAAAARRRGGHHH! AAAAAARRRGGHHH! AAAAAARRRGGHHH! MY NUTS!!!! OOOOOOHHHWWW!!! Feel you explode inside me & still cumming slowly from before, start flowing huge loads full streaming outta me again. My whole groin, ass thru cock tip on fire & washing itself inside out with juice... OOOOHH, body tenses hard as a rock as you freeze up & water blast my prostrate & we're like techtonic plates crushing up against their fault line causing a violent earth quake... OOOOOWWWW!!!! Sweat pours down my face, clenching my teeth, making fists... all i can think is ooooohhh my cum vein!!! it feels like it's gonna pop like a balloon!!! all i can do is wait for it to stop... uuuugghhhh! grrrr!! grin & bare it...
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brian mack: tickles cum vein and tugs balls lower as iwants ur fulllsticky load i moan and slams my face to ur neck and EXPLODES A HUGE LOAD IN UR ASS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH sweet
brian mack: dammmmmm WHEWWWWWWWWWW
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César Méndez: oh yeah brian, own him
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Aslin Lyons: sprawl flat down belly to mat as you press into me & my knees slip out in the sweaty mat to escape you but get followed by your cock deep inside & lie there shoved into clawing at the mat with both hands wishing i could find the strength to crawl away but feel stuck like glue to the ground & crushed under your weight & pinned on your cock like a skewer... my head twists to one side & mouth howls WWWWWWWhhhaaaaaa!!! my dick pulses a little more milk & is squashed into the mat. I pull my hands back, sliding the back of my hands on my ass cheeks & palms up under your hips to provide some cushion... some relief... you dick's so long inside me though, it'd doesn't help take off any pressure... i just slump & moan, all most passed out. uuuuuhhhhhh...!

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This is the Sleeper Hold!davey123's blog

How does a Sleeper hold feel?
Somehow being trapped and held in a rear naked choke is a weird and wonderful thing. Maybe it is an acquired taste. Does it depend on who applies it? I don’t really know. Of course you can’t see the guy who is applying the hold. But I guess, knowing that he is powerful, muscled, determined, mean and strong with a body which is hard and solid makes it more of a totally overwhelming submission. You know, once he gets behind you and however he does it, you feel his chest against your back as he fights to get your arms out of the way of the choke, that you are going to go under. The end is inevitable, but you are determined to fight it as long as possible.
On top of you, flat on the mat, he has tight hold of one or your wrists but is using his weight to crush you. Trying to resist means that your other hand and arm is occupied pushing against the mat uselessly. You feel him sliding his hooks into position to control your hips and upper legs, this effectively lets him double the weight on top of you, already forcing the air out of your lungs. But worse than that, it means he can slide the blade of his free hand over your throat and begin to wrap it onto your shoulder, deeply encircling your neck with his thick, striated forearm. He is experienced…you sense this. He tucks your larynx deep into the welcoming crook of his elbow. This will not be a quick choke, crudely bruising your larynx and making you gag as your airway is shut. No, no. This, you already know, is going to be a blood choke, and already you can feel his bicep swelling and hardening against the side of your neck.
He wrenches his other hand out of the grasp of your hand. You can feel him thrusting his hips deeply into you to keeping total control, flat against the mat. He shakes your head a little – it is aggressive but also has the effect of removing any lingering looseness out of the encirclement which that brawny arm, with its hairy forearm, has accomplished. Now you start to beg instinctively, ‘no, no, please no. Please…. don’t put me out…please, no, no!’ But the reply that comes gives no hope, ‘shut up boy, you are going under now, I am gonna crush you into sleep, fucker’. He is now sliding his other arm behind the back of your head. You struggle furiously and the pair of you locked together roll onto your sides, which at least relieves you of his heavy weight – he is bigger than you and all that weight on you was both crushing and exciting. Instantly he changes his leg position to hook just one of your legs with both of his. This means that despite your struggles you cannot turn in the hold to escape. He clamps his powerful thighs down on your leg so hard that it makes you yelp, but you soon have something else to think of.
That arm behind your head is pushing past the back of your head, making the hold punishingly tight. You are trying to punch the arm which is now tight and hard round the front of your neck. It is so thick with muscle and so hard, that your punches have zero effect, though you keep pounding on the arm which is killing you so effectively. You can feel his breath on the side of your face and head, his mouth is right next to your ear. He is saying something to you, but you cannot take it in because your mind is now going to that place where it knows nothing but the pain and torture which this hold is inflicting on you. You are being taken over wholly by this hold and this man.
With a clunk his arm behind your head slots onto the shape of the nape of your neck and he joins his hand to his own bicep behind your right ear.
Yes. This guy knows how to apply this. Now with a surge of power he pulls you back so that you are lying on top of him, completely trapped now in the fully applied rear naked choke. He is tightening up powerfully pulling his shoulders back, and you feel his chest flexing against your back. Speech is no longer possible, but you mouth ‘no,… please, please, no, no’. All he hears is your contorted breathing. He is inexorable in tightening the hold. He will not stop until you are out now. You pull uselessly at the muscular coil of arms around your neck and marvel at how wonderful they feel, even whilst they deal out this weirdly exciting agony. Your peripheral sight is going. You have only seconds to go before passing out, but those seconds seem to take minutes. It is like coming with a shudder of climax…..the arrival of total unconsciousness. You are limp. Defenceless. You are overcome. You are completely at the mercy of the power of the man who has trapped you. You love it. It is wonderful. The warmth and trust and pain and ecstasy of this hold, of this moment. You have been forced to trust another man’s arms to hold you tight, to the point of this mini-death and now all your limbs and your whole body are softly held in his arms whilst he waits for you to come back. The moment of passing out is the most alive you ever feel. And it is also the thing which fills your loins with the most urgent lust and animal pump. Almost as soon as you are aware of your surroundings and can begin to re-orientate yourself, losing that fleeting sense of confusion and other-worldly quality you want it to begin again. You are aware of your hands lying loosely on his now relaxed but ever-powerful huge thighs, you run your hand over the muscle appreciatively. Now instead of being the brutal determined source of the hold which delivers total domination, your man is all concerned soft intimacy asking, ‘you ok?’. You moan and mumble back ‘Yeah’ even whilst remaining folded into his still hard body which instead of now holding you in a steel embrace, is warm and comforting. There is no place which is as secure as this. There is no way of being closer to another guy than to allow him, which is actually what you do, to take you over so wholly that for a few brief seconds you are unconscious at his demand. This is the Sleeper Hold. Brutal, effective, one of wrestling’s arsenal of devastating holds for overpowering and subduing and opponent. Yet somehow in the doing of it, bringing two men closer in intimacy and shared understanding than you would have thought possible. ‘Give it up boy…or I’ll put you out.’
Warning: If you have never tried the Sleeper hold, either receiving or giving, be aware of the obvious…that it is potentially dangerous. Best would be to find someone with experience who can show you safely how it is done. But in any case always make sure that you are not cutting off your opponent’s air. The larynx does not need to be compressed, you are cutting of the victim’s blood supply to the brain with your bicep and forearm at the sides of his neck. Properly applied you don’t need to squeeze much, just bring your elbows together and draw your shoulders back and he will go out in less than ten seconds. ALWAYS MONITOR YOUR OPPONENT CAREFULLY AND LET GO WHEN HE GOES LIMP! Usually he will come back round in as little as a couple of seconds, but if he doesn’t, elevate his legs so that blood flow to the brain is helpfully restored. Sometimes you need to give him a tap to bring him fully awake. The man may be temporarily confused about where he is and what is happening (which can be quite funny!). When it was first applied on me, I was totally astonished at how little pain there was and had no idea where I was when I came round. But now I am the one doing the applying usually. It’s a great hold, but be safe.

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Romper RoomSubrever's Blog

Aslin Lyons: In a king size bed motel room, standing off with you at the foot of it only in grey calvin kleins thigh cut cotton briefs covering 138 lbs of 5'8 body pumped up ready to match up in this square off battle for 1st to j.o. the looser with low blow submission humiliation, reaching out to lock up against your much bigger musculature.

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R.J.: flexing my big muscles, 6'2 231lbs, pumped up, white Calvin Kleins. locking up with the young champ.

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Aslin Lyons: Pushed downward hard right away overpowered & struggling arm & collar bone, going to one knee & grunting aloud.

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R.J.: have a huge muscle advantage, pushing you down with one arm, flexing with the other.
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Aslin Lyons: Crotch in front of me, head butt your bulge & stumble you back a step, comming back up with a following knee between the legs to loosen your grips & free my arms & use my hands to cock & ball squeeze a hand claw clamped on you & shove you back down on the bed by the chest with the other hand. YRREEAHHHGHH!

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R.J.: arghhhhhhhhhh. thinking i was going to have an easy time of it with my superior strength, my manhood is suddenly and viciously attacked. clawed by one of your hands, i'm forced back on the bed with your other hand. i struggle mightily.

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Aslin Lyons: Lift one of your powerful legs up high over my shoulder & slam my foot into the inner thigh of the other, stretching the groin sockets apart & spaddle you from a standing position, torquing the crotch wide open. "Here you go big guy! Feel the burn! Yeah! You take it like a man! Yeah!"

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R.J.: wtf? my huge legs being spladled! argggggggh. feeling the burn as you torque the hold. my crotch burning in pain. i try to power out.

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Aslin Lyons: Thorwn off balance stumbling by the strong quad down to catch my fall by hands on the floor with the one leg still up between yours, drag my foot top across the groin, digging my toes into your brief & slapping down on your swelling cock inside before I push myself back to a stand & jump at you with a knee on top of it & one on your stomach, pinning you down & double pec clawing you with my hands.

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R.J.: arghh. almost escaped from your holds, but now i'm trapped in a triple hold. moaning from the pain.

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Aslin Lyons: "Fuck stay down dude!" Twist my knee into the abs & steady my balance & then twist my knee into your package too. "GRRRRRR!" Squeeze your pec muscles in my fingers, digging deeply & leaning over you.

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R.J.: you're knees are working my abs, but i lift one leg suddenly, powering out and sending you flying across the mattress.

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Aslin Lyons: "Arrrghh!" Rolling back to matress, tossed aside off your torso, scrambling to recover my steadiness, both hands grabbing on to your left arm & grappling it... SLAM my toes into your underwear hardon as you turn to face me & press them digging deep into your tool.

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R.J.: ignoring the pain, i rise to my knees. lifting your 138 pounds with one arm. a quick punch to your abs should slow you down a bit. Bam!

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Aslin Lyons: Fall away from side to back & hold my gut with both hands, rubbing & moaning, sore... "OOOOOHWWWW!"

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R.J.: now, i go on the offensive; picking you up over my head, then bodyslamming you down. follow that with a big elbowdrop on your crotch.

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Aslin Lyons: Scooped up & flopped bouncing back down, unable to stop it with kicking arms & legs "OOOOHHHHWWPPPHHFFF!" then jacknifing all 4 wrapped around your head when your elbow returns the nut crush, & cling on to you humping the arm sorely, tearing at your mask as it grinds.

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R.J.: put my knee on your crotch, pressing down with my weight as i try to straighten out my mask so i can see.

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Aslin Lyons: Yelling out loud as you pull away your elbow easily & replace my crotch pin with a heavy knee grinding it's anchor down on my growing bulge. "AAAAHHH!" But as you straighten up your mask I'm able to wrap one leg up around your hips flexibly & foot slam the soul into your member, kicking & knocking you back down off of me so I can curl up & rub my sac freely. "oooowwwhhhhhwww..."

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R.J.: ooooooooooof. i double over in pain after your kick.

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Aslin Lyons: Moaning beside you & moving into a guard position, strike out at you again & smack down a barefooted gas peddle press into your groin, squashing your dick with sideways motions, trying to crush it underneath the ball & toe nail grips alternatively & hold you pinned in agony on the spot. "Oooww my fucking COCK man!"

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R.J.: my manhood being crushed, as i'm being pinned in agony by your foot. trying to muscle out, but the pain is too much.

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Aslin Lyons: Scootch up closer to leverage more weight down from the leg clawing into your cock pressing down above you so I can really grind it in hard & over & over again start to curl my toes into a ball & press the tops of them down like a jabbing fist against your prick, then relax them back to a stretched out grip, jerking your tool around & making your strong body want to go limp except for the pulsing heart rate forcing your cum to formulate & build pressure. "Yeah Rick, you feel that one don't ya? You like that? Making your big ass my little bitch!" GRIND & THRUST!!!

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R.J.: my super-strong body begins to go limp under your relentless pressure. my crotch being manhandled by the young stud.

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Aslin Lyons: Kneel up over top of your thighs with the toes curled & their tops twisting into your package & lean down to grab your waist band & pull it up to wedgie you at first & then slide them down as you roll over & curl holding your manhood. Tear them right off of you & lean over your back side & elbow your stomach a couple times but you don't roll back until I ram a fist in your bare penis & force you to as I push it in there against the hardness of my knuckles grind & once you lie back, stretch out a leg to put my barefoot up underneath your chin & choke you a little with it while continuing the hand on cock assault, then finally slap your face around & smush your mouth under foot slaps & tramples, feeling totally in control of your weakness moaning & grunting along the way.

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R.J.: your fist crushes my resistance as i'm rammed by your punches and choked by your foot. finally, my face is slapped around in further humiliation. moaning from multiple pressures on my muscle bod at same time.

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Aslin Lyons: Grab hold of you dink in the palm of my hand grip & jerk it tugging hard up & down & press my size 8 foot squashed against your mouth until the toes push inside & fish hook your inner jaw & cheeks, forcing your head shook all around until your face pinned to the matress & suffering my whacking you off with little more than a protesting muffle & throbbing hardon.

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R.J.: i protest weakly as the crescendo in my crotch builds. meanwhile, my big bod starts to go limp from the beating i've sustained.

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Aslin Lyons: Making you feel like a helpless wuss as your forced to pump precum in my strong grip & I toe rape your mouth, grunting aloud & humping my hard on against your stomach hip, weighing down on you all my body strength. "Yeah take that suffering son of a bitch! Punk out boy, you know you wanna tap & cum 4 me! Fucking blow your man load all over & submit!"

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R.J.: nooooooooooo. please. i'm getting weaker as you dominate. can't hold on much longer; the pressure to emit is excruciating.

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Aslin Lyons: Twist around my whole body to face you better & with one foot pushed up against your face, slam the other one into your almost cumming dic & grab it squeezed between my big toe & the second one to jack it up & down around the head & see the control of your lips breathing smother, freeing my hands so that one of them can fist at your chest & abs with a series of hits as the right one grabs & pulls my own hard pud, about to shoot it's hot white spill all over you! "UGhh, uuuhh, aawwwhh... oooohhhhhh fuck!!!"

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R.J.: nooooooooooooo. can't take the pressure. i submit, as i do there's a huge emission from me and i pass out from the beating.

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Aslin Lyons: seeing u loose your sperm & feeling you go limp makes me blow my wad also & it sprays all over your stomach & chest mixing with your milk too... we grunt & cum shot tensly, then go limp spooning togeather in curls & fall asleep.

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