International Pro Wrestling

Previous Parts: Madison vs. John, New Year's Eve Fucked Fight, Presumed Expectations

Characters:

You are not logged in. - Madison Jones - Age: 28, 5'10", 198 lbs, 8" Uncut Cock

You are not logged in. - Eugene Scott - Age: 32, 5'11", 214 lbs, 9" Cut Cock

You are not logged in. - Jay Jones - Age: 28, 6'0", 200 lbs, 7" Cut Cock

You are not logged in. - John Page - Age: 38, 5'9", 205 lbs, 7" Uncut Cock

The Author:
International Pro Wrestling is having a special PPV event, and the main event is a huge follow-up to the New Years Eve event that was held in London. The rematch is underway, Eugene and John Page meeting again in the ring, but this time it's a Tag Team Elimination match. Two mentors and their proteges will face off against each other, Eugene Scott and Madison Jones vs John Page and Jay Jones.

Unknown to the rest of the world, Eugene is Madison’s father, however both John and Jay have learned this through their interactions. Likewise John and Jay share a more surrogate parental relationship, and so in its own right, this is a Father / Son vs Father / Son match.

There has been much preparation on both sides for this match. Budding friendships and romantic love, all set to conclude here with the winners taking the loser in front of a sold out crowd. With everything set, and all the previous matches on the card clear, it’s time for the main event.

Eugene Scott:
I look over to my son, proud at how big he has become. We've been on the mend for months, but this will be the first time we will be actively watching each others backs. Win or lose tonight, this is sure to pull us closer, and if I'm being honest, wouldn't mind getting close to John either. Got a few things lined up for him, both in the realm of pain and pleasure. "Alright boy, it's time for us to put on the show." I slip up my blue trunks head towards the stage door.

Madison Jones:
I won't get into the complicated matters here, this is about wrestling tonight and family bonding, none of that other nonsense I dabble in. This man, a guy I call my father now, how he came around back into my life isn't important. What's important is that we are doing this together. I finish gearing up as well and join my dad over at the door. "Yeah dad. Let's give them something they won't forget." And with that we head out.

Announcer:
"Making their way to the ring, a combined weight of 412 lbs. Teaming up for the first time tonight, they are Eugene Scott and Madison Jones!"

Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance

Madison Jones:
The lights dim as we make our way down to the ring side by side, both waving to the crowd with a spotlight trailing us. Many of our fans are already recording us on our phone, cheers fill the arena as we get to the ring. I slide in under the ropes, my dad choosing to step through the instead. I take one corner, he takes the other on the same side of the ring, both climbing to the second rope and holding our arms up for the crowd. The crowd begins to die down and we come to our corner as we turn our attention to the backstage entrance waiting for John and Jay to make their way out.

John Page:
Since the new year’s match between Eugene and me, we have become fairly close and while at this stage we do not know how far our feelings for each other will take us, we do know however that we are already more than buddies. I am also pleased that following a private match Jay and Madison seem to have let’s say become friends with a little rivalry added into the mix. In other words this tag match tonight should be competitive and maybe a little brutal at times but we all know that whatever happens in the ring tonight will be left there.

You are not logged in. - John Page

I keep talking to Jay as it is so obvious that the magnitude of this match has gotten to him and he appears very nervous. We change into matching red speedo style trunks with matching red boots.

You are not logged in. - Red Trunks and Boots

“Just enjoy the match Jay and put on a good show for the paying customers”. Personally I cannot wait to get back into the ring with who I think is the best looking guy in IPW and his hot son.

We listen to our opponent’s entrance music and announcement. I rub Jay’s tense shoulders as we jump up and down. And then our music starts, a song I have chosen especially for tonight.

A Way Old Friends Do by ABBA

Jay Jones:
I never thought I would ever feel this nervous before a match but I guess it is because I do not want to let John down, he does his best to calm me down and I am wondering if Madison feels the same but our music starts and I know that once I get out there, that everything will be fine.

The Announcer:
"And now making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 405 lbs. Also teaming up for the first time tonight, they are from London England; please give a warm welcome to John Page and Jay Jones!”

You are not logged in. - Jay Jones

The lights start flashing and we walk down the aisle towards the ring, John has his right hand on my left shoulder, gripping it almost too tightly. We jump up onto the apron; I spring over the top rope landing with a thud while John makes a far more conservative entrance by stepping between the middle and top rope. We acknowledge the packed arena, shake hands with the referee and then head over to your corner exchanging genuinely warm handshakes.

Madison Jones:
Handshakes are exchanged along with a few pleasantries. The ref takes the time to go over the rules with us gathered. The big kicker here is that it is Tag Elimination by Pin, Submission, or Emission; and of course all the erotic action we want in between. I respect both John and Jay here, they have shown they are a force to be reckoned with. Dad and I decided to have me out there first, that way he can course correct depending on what happens, and he knows that I'm real fierce at the start, so giving opportunities to rest and regain my edge is going to be a big help. I nod to Eugene and stay in the center, starting to bring my hands up for whoever they decide to send out first. "Good luck guys."

You are not logged in. You are not logged in. - Madison Jones and Eugene Scott

Eugene Scott:
Handshakes exchanged, I go on and double up on that by pulling John into a hug. "Next one's gonna hurt partner." Give a big old grin and pull back away as the ref goes down the list of dos and don't for our match. Basic stuff of course, clean fight, no low blows, elimination, the usual... oh and that little bit at the end about losers get fucked. Madison and I have this thought out though, he's going in all aggressive, pulling back to me when he needs a break, and of course I'm on lookout duty. My concern is that the boy is going to try and carry too much of this on him, for all of his bolster, his wins lately might be going to his head. I pull back to our corner now so this rodeo can start up, step out to the corner, give a good old salute to the folks in the front row, and turn back to keep an eye on the action.

John Page:
We get the niceties out of the way but the hug I will not forget for a while “I have more than a hug planned for you Eugene before we leave this ring” WINKS. The referee goes over the rules using the microphone so that the fans are also clear on the rules. I keep my arm on Jay's shoulder while we listen to the instructions and I notice a real buzz around the IPW arena. I am looking forward to this match knowing that I have lost to you both and Jay only scrapped a win against Maddy so we are the underdogs and that relieves us of some pressure at least. I am worried about Jay facing Eugene so I decided that I would start and this will also give Jay a chance to get rid of them nerves. However it looks like Maddy is starting but it is too late to change my plans now. I give Jay a hug and he heads out of the ring and stands in our corner watching intently.

Jay Jones:
I am starting to calm down now as I concentrate on the task in hand. It is great to see Maddy again but Eugene looks tough and I can see what John sees in him. He is as sexy as Hell. We assumed that Eugene would start the match for your team and that has thrown our plans into disarray before we even start, John would never change plans at the last minute so it looks like John will start against Madison. John gives me a last reassuring hug and I walk back to our corner and step out of the ring, lean on the ropes watching Madison and John get ready to open up proceedings.

You are not logged in. Jay in the corner

Eugene Scott:
In my corner observing how they react, smile a little bit as they do. I've seen that look a hundred times, then all the plan gets wrecked. They probably thought I was the big threat here, going first doing as much damage as I can, and there ain't any doubt that I can dish out plenty. Thing is Madison has been getting real aggressive lately, anybody paying attention to him noticed, not to mention he's been getting bigger, just in the higher end of cruiser now. I stand there in the corner, eager to see my boy tear things up. John knows what he is doing for sure, but Madison has the edge with a little extra height and a 10 year age advantage, plus his ring awareness skills are strong. "Come on Maddy, you got this!"

Madison Jones:
Looking you in the face John. "Mr. Page... John. Good to see you again." Hands come up as the bell rings, me starting circling. "Bigger now, stronger too." Wiggle my fingers, ready to lock up in the collar and elbow. "Good luck."

John Page:
Well here we go. Friendships and budding relationships are put aside for the duration while we attempt to inflict some pain and humiliation on each other until we establish the winners and losers. I noticed how much bigger you are now while I was watching you and Jay wrestle, I have also been following your results since new year and I must admit, they have been impressive. You are every bit as polite as normal with your greeting even though it seems more confident than before, maybe even a little cocky. I am all business as you say “good luck” I nod “Same to you man” while you look to lock up with a collar and elbow I go along with it or so you think until my right knee comes up into your abs followed by my quickly grabbing your head in a standing guillotine choke then I jump up and scissor your waist. Going for a quick submission elimination here and the best thing about it I am staring into Eugen’s face.

You are not logged in. - Standing Guillotine Lock

Jay Jones:
As the match starts I notice a total change in the ring atmosphere, gone is the friendly banter, replaced by a tense pure competitive atmosphere. I get a warm feeling as John brings his knee up into Madison’s abs and then quickly applies a standing guillotine choke. Personally I would not have added the scissors. I would have kept my feet firmly on the ground but John must know what he is doing and could get a quick tap here or even put Maddison to sleep and that would be the perfect start. “That’s it John, put him out”

Eugene Scott:
See the lock-up go off just fine, John aiming to soften up Maddy's bricks with that knee of his. Watch then as John goes for the Guillotine scissor and all. Probably a mistake on his end, me looking right into his eyes as he jumps up on my son's body like that. Maddy's been bulking though, John clocked in at 205 lbs this morning, and I know Maddy can carry that. I slap the turnbuckle right next to me.

Madison Jones:
I'm looking you in the eyes John and I see the friendliness drain away as we both get serious about what comes next. Hands lock up, real fierce. You take the first offense, aim for a knee to my gut just like I tend to. Manage to flex up abs in time to absorb the hit, but your next move takes me by surprise. Hop up on me locking in a Guillotine Choke. You know I'm strong, though it might be hard to believe I was about 20 lbs lighter when we fought months earlier. You start attacking my airflow while I manage to keep your 205 lbs frame off the ground, and so I pivot turning towards my corner. It's a good thing I'm fresh, I wouldn't be able to do this later on for sure, but for now I RUSH towards the corner letting out a roar as I do, crowd Cheering as they see me carry you. Not sure the look on your face, but RAM your back into the turnbuckle right by my dad.

Assuming that loosens your hold on me, I try to throw your arms over the top ropes, grab the second ropes alongside your ribs. Pull back my shoulder, try to start ramming it into your gut while you are there, giving Eugene a wonderful view of you taking some hits.

John Page:
I noticed that my knee to your abs was not effective. I also noticed how hard your abs are these days but they can be softened up during the match. It is when I try to apply my guillotine choke that I really notice the difference in your body, firstly I struggle to put the choke on real good and secondly I get the feeling you could power out of it if you really wanted to. I then make the biggest mistake when I jump up and scissor your waist. When I look at Eugene, he does not seem to look that worried and you soon show me why. You easily hold me up and turn us. I then feel you rush me towards your corner *BANG* my back thumps into your turnbuckle. I GRUNT, release the choke and the scissors as I feel the initial pain in my back. I have been in this situation before and had the partner's knee rammed into my back and thank God I have no worries about that type of tactics today.

You throw my arms along the top rope then grab the second rope, drop your shoulder and start ramming it into my abs. ONE TWO THREE and I already feel my abs wall breaking down. I am groaning and gasping for breath. To make matters worse I can almost feel the grin that Eugene must have on his face. You are relentless with your devastating shoulder barges FOUR FIVE. I need to stop this before my abs are totally wrecked. I remove my hands from the top rope, raise my arms and ink my fingers together. I attempt to deliver a double axe handle as hard as I can between your shoulder blades.

Jay Jones:
I knew John should not have added the body scissors to his guillotine choke as he made it easy for Madison to hold him up and counter. I also told John how strong Madison has become and now I watch in shock as Madison rams John into his corner and that’s the worst place you want to be in a tag match. I have seen guys get brutalised by illegal double teaming in that situation but thankfully I know full well that our opponents are not into that shit. However Madison is doing a damn good job on John’s abs all by himself. The crowd seems to love Madison and cheer him. I watch John lift his hands up, the pain on his face is clear but he brings his hands down towards Madison’s shoulders. I cover my eyes praying that John gets out of their corner and fast.

Madison Jones:
The Ref is next to me observing as I pound your abs with my shoulder over and over. I do it twice, ready to move on, but hear my dad really getting into it, encouraging me to continue, so I go for third... a fourth... even a fifth one. I hesitate, which is just what John needs to recover, bring his double axe handle down on my back. I let out a grunt as I drop to my knees, but I see Eugene right by you, the look in his eye to get some action with you clear. I pull back, slam it into your gut adding to the abuse, and then I hold out my hand and tag him in. With the double team move started, I grab John by the head and pull him away from the corner and set him up in the position Dad and I practiced. I pull John into partial abdominal stretch, pull his arm back behind mine so he is exposed, ready for some more punishment.

Eugene Scott:
Me John, grinning at you taking some hits? Nah, I'd never do something like, don't mind watching though. Madison rams his shoulder in you some more, each time he does, I nod, encouraging him. Boy needs to harden up if you ask me, he's too nice to his opponents and often pays the price, just like now. He eases up for a moment and John takes advantage bringing a double Axe handle down on his back. Not blaming John here, he was in a bad spot; but we are about to put him in a worse one. Madison's hand shoots out towards me and make the tag, him headbutting John in the gut with all those hits adding up. I'm gonna have to make this up to John tonight for sure.

You are not logged in. - Madison's Ab Stretch

I climb in through the ropes, look at John's body nice and exposed. Ref is giving us the stink eye though, clearly wanting Madison to get out of the ring, he starts his little count. I run my hand down John's core... chest... to his red abs.... to his cock... I cup it, checking how hard it is, imagine it is growing as I feel. No pain, just feeling it. Ball up my other hand, and slam the fist into John's open defenseless gut. Madison releases leaving the ring as John probably falls over in front of me. I get into my fighting stance now, hands coming up defensive, all while I give a nod to Jay over there in his corner.

John Page:
My double axe hammer connects perfectly and Madison drops to his knees but this is why in a tag match you should avoid being trapped in the opponent's corner, I get no time to escape, I receive a hard head-butt to my already part destroyed abs, I grunt lean forward and try to gasp in some air as Madison leans in a tags Eugene. Madison and Eugene have obviously been practicing for tag matches as they work efficiently, They know the double team time is ticking so while Eugene is entering the ring Madison is already pulling me out of the corner and setting me up in abdominal stretch “AH SHIT” my sore abs are now being stretched, the pain already making me groan and sweat. My abs exposed and Eugene appears in front of me, boy do I know what is coming for the next few seconds. I look up and see the eyes that I have fallen in love with looking at me.

You run your hand down my chest and sore abs then you cup my cock. I “GASP” my brain getting mixed messages, my mouth goes dry and I am 100% sure you can feel my first huge glob of pre-jizz leak into my red trunks. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” your fist sinks into my abs, spit shoots out of my mouth and I let out a silent scream. Madison releases me and I fall to my knees, my head level with those hot blue trunks and I can see your manhood is already hard. Madison leaves the ring and I desperately need to tag but even though I know that sooner or later Jay will need to face you I also feel that I need to put that moment off for as long as I can. As I start to get up I rush you with my shoulder into the ropes and start to give your abs some of the treatment that Madison has given mine. Jay gets the crowd going and they start CHANTING the number of my shoulder barges ONE TWO THREE FOUR ….

You are not logged in. - John rams his shoulder into Eugene’s abs.

Jay Jones:
My joy at seeing Madison drop from the hard axe handle is soon replaced by a feeling of dread when I see Madison head-butt John and tag Eugene. They then act like a well-oiled machine, Madison uses John's weakened condition to set him up in an abdominal stretch, I hear the pain in John’s voice. Eugene then starts to erotically run his hands down John’s core then cups his cock. Fucking Eugene is using John’s feelings against him well Eugene is handsome but I do not love him so he will not get away with that if he tries it on me in fact I would love to be the one to eliminate him. I feel like jumping in to save John but I am under strict instructions that I can only enter to save if we are in imminent danger of losing a fall. He then punches John so hard in his abs that when Madison lets John go poor John just drops to his knees. Eugene gives me a nod and I just GLARE back at him.

My own cock twitches as I watch Madison’s cute ass climb back through the ropes looking very pleased with the way things are going for Eugene and himself and why not they are off to a good start. I then look back to see John rush Eugene into the ropes but it is obvious that John is not running on full power. John starts to ram his shoulder into Eugene’s midsection and I get the crowd counting each shoulder barge that John delivers ONE TWO THREE FOUR. I so want to get some action.

Eugene Scott:
I see the stink eye coming from Jay over what's happening to John. For the record, nothing wrong with copping a feel during a match; half the fun if you ask me. He might not realize, but I'm giving John the chance to make the tag if he feels he needs it right now, of course he would have to crawl across the ring to make it. Maybe not the most dignified tag, but I'm not judging. John sure does surprise me though, he not only doesn't go for the tag, but he gets up and rushes me in the ropes while I'm having my little eye to eye with Jay. OMPH, wasn't expecting that, knocked some wind out. John's looking for payback wanting to bust up my abs, start to clench up while he has me. One... Two... Three... I get my breath back while he's ramming my wall, chipping away at them bricks. He goes for the forth one and I counter, gonna make him regret being so greedy now.

He's got his hands alongside me on the rope trying to trap me. When his head comes towards me, I shift to the side best I can and bring my left arm down off the rope and around his neck followed by... you guessed it, a knee to the gut. Almost feel bad about how much punishment he's taken there. I use that pain then to weave his head out from the ropes, under the top one, arms coming back over the top of it. "Want some... rope punishment... John?" Right hand comes under his chin pulling him back so his body is on display to the cheering crowd, his arms pulled back and locked up nicely. I look down into your eyes John, give you a quick upside down kiss as I hold you like this, then my left hand starts to beat in your sternum my knuckles. Crowd starts counting... 1.. 2.. 3..

You are not logged in. - Rope Bound Chest Beat

Madison Jones:
I know dad can take the punishment from those shoulder hits to his core, he's completely fresh this match. I can see him clenching, and fuck, I have to admit his fucking hot. Try not to think about how sexy my dad is, even if we are all thinking about how hot he looks taking some punishment. As to be expected, he counters, and then shoves John through the ropes pulling his chest back wide. I remember when I did this to John in my match with him... but I was milking him instead. Anyhow I gotta stay focused, dad pull back his fist and start pounding, so I count out loud with a holler, clapping my hands, getting the crowd to count along. "One! Two! Three!"

John Page:
It feels great having Eugene against the ropes with my shoulder sinking into his abs. Jay is getting the crowd going while I ram away at those tight abs. I get carried away, I should have stopped at three but I make another mistake and I go for a fourth. Eugene grabs me around the neck and knees me right into my busted up abs. Fuck I feel sick knowing and my legs wobble, my abs are just about fucked I will be a sitting target for a submission or have a real problem kicking out of a pin if it included my body being folded, FUCK I WISH I HAD TAGGED.

Eugene then has absolutely no problem weaving my head under the top rope, uses his right hand under my chin to pull me head back, locks my arms in the ropes, I am fucked no way out and my body is on display for the crowd. Eugene looks down into my eyes and surprises me with a kiss; this messes up my thought process again. Then I GRUNT as his fist hits my sternum taking my breath away and making my chest red, then he delivers a second and a third while Madison leads the crowd in counting the punches, after three punches my chest hurts like Hell. I really need to get out this ring for a breather or we have no chance. The referee is in Eugene’s face about having me in the ropes and counting, I am praying to be released as I have no plausible escape. I feel my legs getting wobbly but unbelievably my cock is showing the crowd that it is somehow getting erect.

Jay Jones:
I have done a good job of getting the crowd going as they count John's shoulder barges but it all comes to a sudden stop as Eugene traps John and gives him a knee to his demolished abs. I can tell it hurts by the noise John makes and his legs appear to wobble. Eugene then has John all secured in the ropes looking out at the fans. I see Eugene kiss John and I have no idea why because then he starts thumping him in his chest while Madison takes his turn working the crowd. John is now visibly in trouble and I am so tempted to rush in and hit Eugene but the referee is stepping in. I am standing on the bottom rope getting ready to tag as soon as John gets over to me but I am not sure he will be capable of a double team. “Come on John, we need to tag. I am ready for Eugene!”

Madison Jones:
It's one thing to see footage of dad being mean, but outside of the match we had back on Christmas, this is the first real time I've seen him in the ring since I was a 10 year old boy. I'm keep the crowd counting as he continues, but part of me hopes he doesn't. John is looking pretty hurt like he wants to vomit maybe. Jay might even see the concern on my face, there is a reason I can't bring myself to be this brutal, in part because I wouldn't want that to happen to me. Maybe's dad's mindset is something like, if he can do it to others, then he'll accept it when it comes his way... I'm the opposite in that regard, I only do to others what I am willing to receive... My mind wandering again, I realize I gotta stay focused in case this gets turned around on Eugene.

Eugene Scott:
I can't help but to grin about how I got John tied up here. After the 4th hit, I look down in his eyes. "One more partner." Grin and shake my head, then bring my fist down again as I see him wobbling there on his knees. Wonder if John here is smart enough to go for a tag, or if he wants me to put him out of his misery for the match already? I let go of his head, pull him out of the ropes, and toss him down to the center of the ring, ass up under the lights. "Fight of Tag John, your choice. These here though..." I reach down and grab your red trunks by the hips and start to pull them down. "These here are mine now." I leave the option to him now, he can crawl his way to Jay and make a tag while I strip his ass naked, or he can try to fight me off. Either way, there should be barrels of fun.

John Page:
I have now taken 4 punches to my sternum and I am feeling wheezy. Eugene looks down at me just for a split second. I thought I was getting another kiss but he says “One more partner” then delivers a fifth punch that would have sent me to my back had I not been held up. You let go of my head then pull me out of the ropes before tossing me down in the middle of the ring. I am down on all fours my ass in the air.

You are not logged in. - John in Trouble

Eugene seems to want to play games with me asking if I want to tag or fight. Sure as hell Eugene knows full well that I need to tag out and that I will look like a pathetic jobber crawling across the ring to be saved by my younger less experienced partner. I then feel Eugene grab my trunks at the hips and start to pull them off. I have a fucking choice fight Eugene in my weakened condition or crawl in shame towards Jay and lose my trunks.

Oh Eugene you are going to pay for this later partner. But I am not taking that cruel, crawl of shame while losing my trunks just to tag in Jay when I am no condition to double team with him. I pull myself to my knees and nod to Jay knowing that he knows what to do. I start to get to my feet and bring my right elbow back just as hard as I can below Eugene’s ribs trying to stun him. With no time to turn around I grab the back of his head, pull his chin onto my shoulder and drop to my arse in a kind of stunner.

You are not logged in. - Stunner

I have no time to look and find out how much damage, if any, that I have done; I stumble towards Jay who is already climbing the ropes from the outside. He puts his hand and I make a dive trying to tag Jay in.

Jay Jones:
It is hard for me to watch John taking such a beating. I have never seen him take quite so much punishment to his abs and chest and he looks like he may even throw up. Some may wonder how a guy with emotional feelings towards another guy can inflict so much pain on the other but my future husband is a wrestler and when we wrestle in public we are able to put that behind us until after the match when the making up is amazing. What does surprise me is the look of concern on the face of Madison, I was expecting to see a big grin on his face but he looks more worried than I do. John is hurled into the centre of the ring where Eugene embarrasses him by starting to pull his trunks off and publicly telling him to fight or lose his trunks while he tags me in.

I want to fuck Eugene up so bad right now and then John gives me the indication I have wanted to see as he nods at me. I start to climb the corner ready to make a grand entrance into this match. John elbows Eugene in his upper midsection and then gives him what looks like a stunner. Then at last John stumbles towards me looking in a real bad state but at least he still has his trunks and he is not crawling on his hands and knees. I reach my hand out “Come on John I got this now”

Madison Jones:
Ok, this is pretty hot. Making John give up his pride to go for the tag, or stick around and probably tap shortly. Knowing Dad and how much he is crushing on John, probably make him cum for the fall. John surprised me again though, fighting to get out of it, going and landing a Stunner. The guy turned things around on me plenty in our match, embarrassed me even. I almost cheer for it if it wasn't for the fact my ass is literally on the line in front of this crowd. I start hollering as John goes for the tag. "Come Dad! Get up!" He's already rising up, guess that didn't affect much. I hold out my hand in case he wants to tag out.

Eugene Scott:
I'm already pulling down those trunks, John's ass crack starting to show as the crowd cheers for the first sign of nudity outside of my own cock barely able to contain itself in my trunks. God I love wrestling. John nails me with an elbow in the gut, got ahead of myself there and left an opening for him. Now he comes up and lands a stunner on me, my jaw crashing down on his shoulder. Recoil causes me to bounce falling to my back, the lights shining over my body giving the crowd some real good pictures of my dick sticking up like a telephone pole. Shake my head side to side as I lay there, smile my face because I love that fighting spirit of his, even if I plan to fuck him hard here in the ring. He's probably reached Jay by now, bringing my knees to my chest, Kip-up here under the lights showing off my body, maybe only a slight layer of sweat on me at this point.

Get up to my feet just in time to see John lunge forward and make the tag, Jay up on the ropes looking to spring at me with a some sort of Aerial attack. Know I don't want that to happen, and these two have proven resourceful and cautious, so they don't fall for the usual counters me and my son use. If I prepare to catch the boy, he's probably not going to jump. Instead I rush forward aiming to ram my shoulder into the turnbuckle, and if I'm lucky, make poor Jay fall down with his that coming up between his legs. In my book not a low blow if he can't keep his balance, just a real unfortunate consequence of trying high flying maneuvers.

John Page:
I breathe a sigh of relief when I feel my hand touch Jay’s hand. I roll out of the ring and onto the arena floor, praying that Jay will be able to hold his own as I will be of very little help for a while. I clutch my abs coughing and spluttering, still feeling like I need to vomit. I have no choice but to leave Jay with the responsibility of trying to get us back in the match while I try to recover.

Jay Jones:
By the time John tags me and gets out of the ring Eugene is up, taking away most of my options from the top rope. Eugene has been around the rings for a lot longer than me and even I know that diving at a man on his feet is like a suicide dive. Oh shit Eugene moves swiftly towards our corner he lowers his shoulder. He is going to ram his shoulder into the padding and knock me off the top rope, maybe injuring me and I cannot let that happen. At the last second I jump over the approaching Eugene and land perfectly with both feet Thumping on the ring floor. I turn around hoping Eugene is really pissed at me. I want to get some hot body contact with Eugene but I need to break him down some first. I rush towards him lifting myself up and aiming my feet at his upper chest as I try to land a dropkick.

You are not logged in. - Dropkick

Eugene Scott:
I go rushing forward towards the corner, knowing Jay is already to leap. It's a shame he jumps over me landing behind, but maybe a good thing so I don't have to hear people complaining about him taking a low blow. Shoulder hits the turnbuckle like I planned, the shock of the impact shaking the ropes. Turning around I see Jay there also turning, standing facing maybe to his surprise. You might be hoping that I'm pissed, but I'm quite the opposite actually, grin on my face about this consensual exchange of mutual violence on each other, all in the name of entertainment and sex. Really looking forward to that second part of course. You then jump up to land a dropkick, me not having the space to dodge on the way, so your boots connect solidly with my chest throwing me into the corner, arms over the ropes.

John is probably there alongside me now, getting a close up of some red marks on my chest. Shake my head some push out of the corner, with Jay down on the canvas still. Raise my right boot, and try to stomp it down on the back of his right knee. If he's gonna be high flying, I want to nip that in the bud real early. Plus, maybe a little upset how much he humiliated poor Madison in their private match, not that I saw that or anything.

Madison Jones:
Looks like Dad got himself in trouble. Let's see if he can get himself out of it. I know he is tough as nails and have seen him shake off some hits before, so even with the dropkick to his chest, cheer when he comes forward to stomp on Jay's knee. I know what he is angling to setup for... but for now I just watch while listening to the divided crowd cheer their team.

Jay Jones:
My dropkick lands well and I am pleased to get the first offence in against one of the best wrestlers in the fed, As I fall to my back, stunning myself a little I watch you fall back into the corner with your arms over the top rope. I roll over to get to my feet and follow up but unfortunately apart from an elbow and a stunner from John, you have taken no punishment; you are out and on me in a second. As I start to rise you stomp on the back of my right knee. The stomp was done very hard with a lot of aggression behind it and my SCREAM is loud. I roll around lifting my right leg and clutching my knee. Look up at Eugene “FUCK YOU MAN”.

I get to my feet and fined I can still put some weight on my right leg, I rush Eugene back towards my corner with my shoulder, climb onto the second rope and shove my red speedo bulge into his face, remembering how Madison used this on me totally stunning me with head punches albeit after several other head shots. And so I start to punch the sides of his head while rubbing my pouch in his face “I bet my pouch does not smell as good as Johns Eugene” The crowd start counting the punches ONE TWO THREE FOUR. I start to wonder if John would be up for a little double teaming about now.

John Page:
I kneel on the arena floor with my elbows on the apron watching the action while nursing my sore abs and trying to control my breathing, the nausea subsiding. Feeling proud of Jay as he delivers what looks like an almost perfect dropkick, though his landing was not as perfect and I know he needs more training in that regard. I then WINCE as Eugene comes back at Jay with a very vicious looking stomp to the back of Jay's right knee which by the sounds of his scream hurt like hell and will have set that knee up for more treatment and knowing Eugene and for that matter Madison they have that all planned out. Jay gets up though and so far the knee is holding up as he rushes Eugene back into our corner giving me the best view in the house of Eugene’s ass so snugly fitted into those sexy blue trunks and no ass in this world turns me on like Eugene’s does. Jay shoves his pouch in Eugene’s face making me feel a little envious. I start to feel like I could just about get back into the ring.

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Eugene Scott:
Jay rushes me back into the corner with his shoulder, trying to show me who's boss. Let out a deep grunt as I hit the turnbuckle again, arms over the ropes. I know if John can get his ass up here, they're gonna put a world of hurt on me with something nasty for sure, need to do something to stop that. Jay then climbs up and shoves his crotch in my face, plenty firm it seems, same move Madison uses on people and plenty hot too. Don't mind the smell much, you get used to it when you've been doing this as long as I have. Both fists raised you start to rain them down on me, that stunner John did plus these hits starting to show. Grunt and jostle with each one, hands coming up to your thighs.

Need to get out of this, so I do something ornery. Right hand up to your rear, finger starting to dig into your cheeks, left coming up your hip, gripping your trunks. I need to distract you just enough that I can pull this off, so I do something I don't do very often, slide my index and middle into your rectum, pushing that fabric in with it, good old move you know as an Oil Check.

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Crowd is cheering for you, counting with the blows, a few suddenly stop gasping as I penetrate you with my fingers. You using both fists to hammer me leaves you less stable than you might like to be. With me trying to use that Oil Check as a distraction, crowd capturing it on their phones clear as day, I then try to lift you up, take a few steps forward, and Spine Buster you in the middle of the ring.

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Madison Jones:
Another clear difference shows now between my dad and me. In my match with Jay, there was a point in which I accidentally penetrated him with my fingers, and I was SO worried about it. I didn't want him to think I was trying to take advantage. Here though, Eugene clearly did this on purpose, shoving his fingers in as deep as he could to get that Oil Check in. It's clear he is trying to distract Jay, probably get a good grip for what comes next too. I see him grunting and struggling as he tries to lift Jay 200 lbs frame up in what I imagine will only be an incoming Spine Buster.

Jay Jones:
I am enjoying rubbing my pouch over Eugene’s face, my cock is getting harder all the time, I think I am even leaking a little pre and that would be nice for Eugene to get some rubbed on his face. My punches are going home and I plan on stunning Eugene real good before tagging John in and having some fun with him. I FREEZE feeling as he pushes his fingers into my rectum. Pushing the material of my trunks deep inside my fuck chamber. I let out a high pitches SQUEAL that sounds like it comes from a schoolgirl as Eugene publicly humiliate me, some would say he violates me but this match was accepted with erotic moves allowed and sex is expected.. The material is forced against my prostate and in spite of the pain I shoot more pre into my trunks. I hear John complaining to the referee but it appears to fall on death ears.

I am totally unable to prevent Eugene lifting me carrying me out of my corner and away from any chance for me to tag in John. Then the stuffing gets knocked out of me as my back and then the back of my head crashes onto the canvas. I am now totally dazed both sexually with my trunks still touching my prostate while my back and more importantly my head are throbbing. I know from my match with Madison how head shots can affect me and quickly take the fight out of me. I lift my head and see John leaning over the ropes begging me to tag but my head falls back to the canvas. I am not sure if John is ready but he is now in a better condition than me. The crowd starts chanting my name and I start to roll back towards my corner.

John Page:
I am so proud of Jay taking the fight to Eugene who on paper could whip Jay’s ass any day of the week when I clearly see Eugene do an oil check on Jay and the deepest most forceful oil check I have ever seen. I can see the absolute distress that Jay is in and I complain to the referee but I knew it would be ignored before he simply waves me away. I then watch in horror as Eugene slams Jay to the canvas with a hard spine buster. I am concerned about seeing the back of his head hit the floor after his back. I have shown him so many times how to land and avoid the head bang but I guess in the heat of the match he cannot remember everything. I see him lift his head and look at me then lay his head back down which tells me he is very dazed. I get the crowd going, chanting Jay's name “JAY JAY JAY JAY” the crowd do seem to have taken to him. It seems to work and he starts to roll towards me.

Eugene Scott:
Speaking of head shots, I've been taking a few myself. Hands on Jay's chest after dropping him in the middle of the ring, I push up off him and shake my head as I could use a breather myself. Notice Jay seems to be looking to make a tag, so the question is do I torture him a bit or go for a tag myself? Considering how I feel about him shoving his crotch in my face, I think a little payback is in order first then I'll let Madison take a crack at him. He's probably looking for some payback for all that edging Jay did to him a few weeks ago. Before I go though, I raise my boot and stomp on the back of his knee again, same one as before.

After I'm done with my parting shot, I finally make my way to my corner where I slap my son's hand so we can trade places, him looking pretty fresh overall right now while I hold my head like I ate myself too much ice cream on a day in August. Nice to hear the crowd cheer as the boy steps in though, crowd cheering him makes me proud is all.

Madison Jones:
I wince as Dad stomps on Jay's knee again. He probably didn't need to do that, but I trust his judgment. I'm not sure if he is planning to stomp some more, but I wave my hand hoping to catch his attention, stretch it out in the ring showing I want in. Dad turns towards me holding his head, comes over and then TAG, I hop over the rope looking for action. Crowd is chanting Jay's name as he makes his way towards John. I rush forward hoping I grab his good leg and drag him back to the center of the ring before he can tag. If anybody is going to strip that man in front of the crowd, it's going to be me.

Jay Jones:
As I try to roll towards my corner Eugene Stomps the back of my right knee again and this time it being the second stomp on the same spot, really hits home. **FUCK** I yell loudly as my tag plans are shattered and my knee starts to throb real bad. There is no point trying to get to my feet as in all likelihood my knee would give way and I would fall on my ass, embarrassing myself. I hear a loud cheer and turn to see Madison entering the ring. “Oh shit he looks fresh and ready to put me away”.

I try again to reach our corner with John egging me on when I feel Madison grab my left leg as he pulls me back to the centre of the ring. I panic knowing how tenacious Madison can be when he gets the upper hand and with my trunks wedged in my ass and my right knee taken out for now I sure am in trouble. My erection will not go down while my trunks are stuffed in my chute and brushing against my prostate so I feel every inch of the canvas as Madison drags my cock over it, I try to reach back with my hands and pull the material out my crack.

John Page:
I am shouting for Jay to tag and he starts to make his way towards me but Eugene stops him by delivering another nasty stomp to Jay’s right knee and this time I just know it did damage, I am sure Jay will not now be doing any climbing the ropes or for that matter any lifting of our opponents. Eugene tags in Madison who looks very fresh, even jumping over the top rope, a complete contrast in the conditions of the two younger team members is clear for all to see but Jay is a tough cookie and given half a chance he is capable of turning things around. He tries again to reach me but Madison is fast and grabs his left leg. I feel bad for Jay when I see the look of sheer panic on his face as he is dragged back to the centre of the ring. I can see he has no possible counter at this stage but at least he is trying to pull his trunks out of his ass and that will at least make him feel a little more comfortable in that area.

Madison Jones:
"Let me help..." I say as I stand over Jay after pulling him down, his hand trying to pull that fabric out of his ass. I reach down with both hands grabbing his trunks by the hips, then PULL them off him, out of his ass, and down his legs. The crowd is cheering as we have our first naked person in this match, and so I hold up my hands holding them like a trophy, taking a few steps away from Jay. He might not realize it, but I'm giving him a breather as I showboat, the crowd loving it. I then toss the trunks out to the crowd for whoever to catch, slowly start to turn Jay's way again, hands coming up defensive. "Come on, get up." I say with a wave of my hands.

Eugene Scott:
Holding my head behind the rope in my corner, I watch Madison step up like a predator to Jay, pull the boy back to the center of the ring while John looks real concerned. Don't blame him, he probably realizes he's gonna have to save Jay soon, especially if Madison plays his cards right and keeps the pressure on that leg. Course one of the problems the boy has is that he is too soft, too kind, he hesitates when doing stuff like that. Hell I do too, just better at hiding it. We're in the business of borderline torture here, all with sexual thrill for an audience of voyagers. Crippling a person isn't what we do, or I should say, isn't what we are supposed to do. Injuries happen though, I think all four of us know that real good by now, even if Madison's big injury was more psychological in nature. Anyhow, excuse me for monologuing, back to the action.

Shaking my head like I said, watching on with some pride as the boy strips Jay and holds up those trunks. He really has internalized the need to please the crowd just like I did back in Star Federation Wrestling when he was young. Those hits to the head are affecting me, starting to clear up a little now that I have myself a breather. Notice John is looking better too, at least I think so. I want to get my hands on him more both in and out of the ring. I think I'll start planning on how I'm going to make him cum in front of this crowd right now since I have a few minutes while Madison works on getting some payback for a few weeks ago.

Jay Jones:
Madison says let me help you. He grabs my trunks at the hips and although I try to stop him, he has my trunks down and over my red boots in no time at all. I MOAN as the material is unceremoniously pulled out of my asshole. I feel pretty low about now being the first to get stripped, the cheers and hoots from the crowd do not help as Madison holds them up and then throws them out to some lucky wrestling fan. I lay on my stomach hoping my erection goes down before I need to stand. I am getting more and more pissed off while I suck in as much air as possible. The crowd have taken to me but they seem to like Madison every bit as much and why not because he is a good looking clean cut face with an attractive smile. I see Madison heading back my way with his hands gesturing while he says "Come on, get up."

I have to stand up knowing my erection has not diminished at all. I get to my feet the sharp pain in my right knee tells me that my holds and moves are going to be very restricted from now on. I try to hide my limp but I guess I am not successful and it’s too late anyway. The crowd have great fun screaming and cheering when they get a view of my rock hard cock. As I approach Madison I see his defensive stance, I fake a punch with my left hand while I thrust the palm of my right hand hard and fast into his solar plexus.

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I then push Madison against the ropes and start to take out my frustration, delivering left and right hand chops aiming just under his ribs ONE TWO THREE…... My cock is swinging from side to side with my body’s movement. I hear John shouting “TAG JAY” and I will just as soon as I give Madison a couple more chops I can then trap his arms in the ropes and that should set him up for a double team.

Published: 2022-04-07, viewed 158 times.