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You are not logged in. - Madison Jones - Age 28, 5’ 10”, 198 lbs, 8” Uncut Cock

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Madison Jones:
It came without warning, a simple letter from IPW management dictating to me that I'm to have a match with my boss Ahmed. He's always looked out for me to some degree, especially when Carter was gunning for me months ago. Something about this letter has me worried though, as though perhaps my time rolling around with the SECW has led to some sort of conflict. I'm basically on the road to becoming the champ there, and maybe Ahmed is angry about my devotion to that federation. It's not like I abandoned IPW or anything, I put out matches here from time to time. Regardless he seems upset because this letter tells me that if I lose, I get fired. I fear he may be wanting to force me into an exclusivity contract… The letter also tells me to wear the Rainbow Speedo I've been showing off for Pride at the SECW.

Basically, I think he wants to beat me, strip me, fuck me, then fire me in front of a huge sold-out crowd. That isn't going to happen, plus I love using this place for my private matches in the mornings.

Come the night of the event I'm in the locker room early, as usual, starting to gear up. I look at myself in the mirror while wearing the speedo, admire how good I look, but realize this might be the last time I wear this thing. It was expensive too, custom fit, high-quality material, not that I couldn't afford a replacement. I start to lace up my blue boots afterward as I see Ahmed come out of his office. "Hey, Boss," I say trying to be friendly.

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Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Watching some reruns of old IPW matches, back when we were the top federation in the business. Marcus Steele hoisting me up on the top turnbuckle for a humiliating wedgie & flying inverted atomic drop combo...yeah I can still feel that one. But damn the fans went wild, where are our bigshot wrestlers now? How has the competition fucked us up the ass so hard lately? I turn to another channel and see SECW...and it's...Madison Jones! My face is getting red with anger, that traitor's taking money out of my wallet and shoving it into my mouth as he flexes on me! I see him dominate Dangerous Dev and show off that cocky pride flag speedo of his. He should be wearing his USA flag speedo and wrestling in IPW! I get to work writing an angry letter. No one humiliates Ahmed and gets away with it...I think to myself as I switch back the channel and see Marcus Steele pinning me with his big black balls in my face. I'm gonna get that boy Madison in the ring and make him LOYAL to IPW.

I strap on my classic Egyptian flag speedos. Some things just don't need to change! They still fit perfectly on my body, showing off my big brown bulge and my thick brown ass on the back. Grinning as I flex a bit in the mirror. Madison may have some more experience now, but I'm still the top dog. I'm gonna put that boy on a leash. I come out of the locker room and see the chippy fucker trying to be friendly. "Hey, fruitcake. I thought you were an American, not a faggot." I say grinning and sizing you up.

Madison Jones:
So much for being friendly, "Hey, I get that I'm supposed to represent the USA around here, but this..." I slap my thigh showing off the rainbow stripes. "This is who I am and I'm fucking proud of it. I've seen you have plenty of sex in that ring too sir, so don't act like this is somehow an offense. People get shot because they wear these colors. If you plan to fire me because of it, well I'll wear that as a badge of honor." My tone is more aggressive than usual, defensive. "I'll see you out there Ahmed." It's still a little early but I abruptly turn and head towards the stage entrance.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I see you slap your muscular, meaty thighs to show off those pride speedos and my cock bounces a bit. But as you start calling out my hypocrisy, it starts pissing me off. You tell me off then try walking away with that smug attitude of yours. We still have a few minutes before the match, so instead of letting you go, I smirk and grab you by the back of the neck. I throw your back into the brick wall and close in on you. Our pecs grind together as my face is inches away from yours. "Sex is sex and wrestling is wrestling, gay boy. You're fucking with MY business. I don't give a fuck about that rainbow shit, but I'm not gonna let YOU and SECW fuck with IPW. Do you think I LIKED going jobber and getting humiliated in the ring? Getting forced to scream 'I SURRENDER TO ISRAEL!!' as my flag gear got jammed up my ass? NO. But I did it for the business. And so will you. You belong to ME, boy." I say as our bulges start grinding too.

Madison Jones:
Taken by surprise you press me against the wall, eyes locked as you talk. I didn't realize there was this much animosity brewing... I've seen the matches and yeah Ahmed has stepped up to lay a lot down for this company. It's no secret that I started off more of a jobber, but since I started training with my dad around Christmas, that's changed. As for this behavior, I don't let it slide. Hands pressed against the wall, I thrust myself off pressing our bodies against each other forehead to forehead, I push you back to the other wall behind you.

"With all due respect sir... I know how much you've done around here. There isn't anything with my contract that prohibits me from getting involved with other federations. Frankly, I just wanted some space away from my old man, though I could make a name for myself in someplace new. It's not my fault what's happening around here." I press forward a little more, and our lips almost meet. "As for getting fucked in the ring, I don't do shit like shoving flag poles up somebody's ass. When I beat you, Ahmed, I'm going to fuck the daylight out of you. Maybe I'll even make you scream that you love me doing it to you, got it?" Another shove as I turn to make my entrance to the ring.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My eyes locked with your sexy blue-grey eyes, that cocky American smirk to let me know you're in control of the situation. I try keeping you pinned against the wall but you overpower me. I push back to avoid getting pressed against the wall behind me, as our lips get closer and almost kiss. I pull back to avoid the potential humiliation of you leaking photos of a candid kiss if I DO lose tonight. You start talking, speaking some sense to me, I can't argue with the facts, you're in SECW to spite me and it's not your fault that the fans love seeing my brown ass on display.

Just as I let my guard down and start feeling bad for you...you take control and push me back more...my back now pressed against the wall submissively. Your big American rod might be covered in that pride flag, but it's still in there. I cringe as you mock my match flag pole match with the Italian...and my eyes go wide as you threaten to publically plow my ass and make me scream like a faggot. Fuck...he might even make me wear those pride speedos as a mask as he does it. Just as I fear you going in for that kiss, you turn to walk into the ring. I breathe a sigh of relief as my cock is still rock hard in my trunks. I regain my composure and flex my big brown muscles, now furious and determined to DOMINATE that American fruitcake...waiting for my entrance.

Announcer:
“The first competitor, standing at 5' 10", weighing in at 198 lbs. Madison Jones!”

English Cover of Alumina

Madison Jones:
I make my way down to the ring wearing the Rainbow Speedo while an English cover of Alumina plays. The crowd cheers for me as a spotlight follows me, them and me fully aware that this might be the last time I walk down this ramp. As I get to the apron, I slide into the ring under the bottom rope and then do something new... I climb the turnbuckle and hold up my hands letting the crowd take their pictures of me, me wanting to give them one last good picture of me just in case I end up losing this.

Finally drop down to the canvas, back against my corner with elbows over the ropes, I turn my attention to the backstage waiting for Ahmed to make his entrance. It's time to lock up with The Egyptian Dominator.

Announcer:
“Annnd his opponent! Standing at 6'1" and weighing 190 lbs...Ahmed the Egyptian Dominator!!!!”

Eish besho'ak by Tamer Hosny

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I strut towards the ring as the fans boo me. A popular Egyptian song playing in the background as I revel in the hatred. The fans already know I'm the bad guy here and my cocky display of patriotism is only making it worse. No grin on my face, just a classic cocky Arab grimace as I show off my big brown muscles the whole way down. Not quite tall enough to step over the ropes, but I sleekly go through the middle and point at you with my thumb backwards...laughing as I mock you. Turning towards you and giving you another double bicep flex. "Look at what my opponent is wearing...he's hardly even a man. What should I fear? Egypt fears NO ONE!!" I scream as I flex towards the crowd and they boo me.

Madison Jones:
I don't think I've ever seen Ahmed like this before. In any case, the ref brings us to the center of the ring and starts going over the rules on his mic. Simple single fall match, Pin or Submission, loser gets fucked. While he is talking about it, even given the animosity, I continue to play the Face. Hold out my hand for a handshake. "Good luck."

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Normally I would trust my opponent to take the shake, but today with the way you are acting, I'm on guard. My left hand gets ready to block in case you try to sucker punch me or go for a low blow.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Acting even cockier than I normally do. Usually, I just go for the "arrogant buffoon" act, but since the crowd already hates me anyway, I might as well dial up the arrogance and throw in some vengeance. "And a fruitcake like YOU, wearing rainbow speedos like THOSE is gonna LOVE taking THIS up his tight little ass," I say as a point at my cock and raise my eyebrows. "We'll make that a float at your next parade," I say as the crowd boos me even louder. I see you going for a handshake...I smirk, the little American faggot face is trying to 'kill me with kindness'...I accept your handshake firmly...but then go for a boot to your nuts with my legs spread wide open!

Madison Jones:
I'm looking you in the eyes, I can see... what I can only call hate brewing in them. Still on the lookout though, your words are not distracting me. See the shift of your knee as you go for the low blow, my left hand coming down to cradle my balls protectively, absorbing the hit as my knuckles pop on impact. The crowd BOOS loudly as a wince from the hit crosses my face. Our hands locked up, I'm quick to react, spin away from you and go to Irish Whip you into a corner as hard as I can, almost knocking the ref over as I do.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I can already see my taunts starting to get to Madison, I know the only thing that pisses him off more than hatred is hypocrisy. But I don't care if the fans think I'm a hypocrite, I want this win...and I want his ass too. My low blow gets blocked, but no way he blocked all that damage to his balls. The crowd booing me again as I smirk at your wincing face. Suddenly you WHIP me hard into the ropes. I turn my back to absorb the blow as I land in the corner. My eyes locked on you, waiting for an attack to dodge as I pose in the corner at you.

Madison Jones:
I'm not dumb enough to fall for that Ahmed, in fact baiting my opponents into that charge is straight out of my playbook. Anyhow, I shake my left hand, bring my right up to it, and pop the knuckles out. Yeah, you kneed me down there, but my hand did absorb most of it, an uncomfortable jolt but not the pain that leads to me falling over. "That was rude." Both hands come up defensive now as it is clear I'm playing with a man who doesn't mind dirty tactics. Inch my way towards you on the lookout for strikes. When I get close enough, I reach out with both hands to grab your shoulders, then try to knee you in the gut as hard as I can. If it works, I then go to throw you in the corner arms over the ropes.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My low blow did some damage, but not enough to capitalize. Unfortunately for me, I know Madison was on the lookout for low blows, it's in his American blood after all. I expected you to get mad and charge at me in the corner, but instead, you start inching toward me. Shit. He's got me cornered and he's closing in. Just as I'm about to retreat and get out of the corner, you get too close. My arms are raised up ready to block strikes, but I can't block that BIG knee smashing into my gut! I groan and double over, then get my arms thrown over the ropes! My legs spread and my sprawled body aching...every gay man's dream, a cocky homophobe helpless in the corner!

Madison Jones:
With you there in the corner spread open, there is an all-business look on my face. You might be upset with me for everything that's been going on, but to me, this is another match and I will break you down all the same. Hands grab the middle ropes alongside your abdomen, bending over in the process, then RAMMING my shoulder into your gut hard to start compounding the damage on your Egyptian Bricks you are so famous for. After all, it is the starting trade resource in 7 Wonders for your nation.

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Anyhow, I ram my shoulder into your gut hard. Pull back my shoulder, and try to do it again as I lay in with some shoulder checks.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Can't break free! The mighty American has me locked in the corner and he's ready for business! No chance of him taking it easy on me after all the trash talk I've dealt him so far. Before I know it, you start SMASHING your shoulder into my gut! My face contorting as I groan with each shot!! Your thick, muscular shoulder blades SMASHING into my body and digging it in deep. "And the cocky Arab isn't looking so cocky now...the prideful American SMASHING those Egyptian bricks...breaking up his trade route and isolating him in the corner!" the announcer adds as the fans go wild. With you still bent down, I interlock my fingers and go for a double axe handle smash down onto your back!

Madison Jones:
Double axe handle hits my back dropping me to my knees, my face pressing against your abs and sliding down to your Egyptian trunks. Deep growl from me, hands coming off the ropes to the back of your knees, middle fingers digging in behind the kneecap. I stand up while pulling on your legs now, hoping to drop you to your back while I drag you from the corner center ring, securing your ankles under my armpits as I do.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I manage to drop the American down onto his knees. Grinning as he's inches away from my flag trunks. I should be capitalizing right now, but I can't miss the opportunity to do this! I start TRUSTING my flag speedo bulge into your face as I teabag you over and over again. "You like my big Arab balls, fruitcake? If only you were wrestling in IPW and wearing the stars and stripes, then you'd be a respectable man!" I say as the crowd boos me. But I get too carried away...you grab the back of my knees and DROP me onto my back. The crowd is laughing now as you pull me to the center of the ring.

Madison Jones:
Looking down at you, you see anger rising in my face. I can't hide the fact that my cock is growing inside in the Rainbow Speedo, me turned on maybe a little too much by you thrusting your bulge in my face over and over. Your ankles under my armpits, hands secured behind your knees, I then drop to my back flinging your 190 lbs frame overhead towards the turnbuckle behind me with a Slingshot.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Getting dragged around helplessly, no way out of this one. My cock raging hard within my flag speedo, hoping no one in the crowd notices. But then you lock me in, hoisting me upside down with my bulge dangling. Seeing the fans booing me upside down before you LAUNNCHH me up towards the turnbuckle! My head SMASHING into the top one, barely managing to stay on my feet for a few seconds as my head spins...before I faceplant down on the mat, face-down and ass-up! The crowd laughing their asses off as the announcer adds "That'll knock some sense into the cocky Pharaoh!"

Madison Jones:
Laying on my back from doing the slingshot, I bring my knees to my chest and Kip-Up to standing, burning some stamina to get up quickly.

The crowd cheering for the clear hero in this match, but also because I look fucking hot when I do it. The Rainbow Speedo showing off my hardening bulge while I see your ass up in the air, I come walking up behind you, grab the back of those Egyptian Trunks pulling them high in a nice tight wedgie, all while the other hand comes up on your shoulder. I pull you up, then I try to THROW you shoulder first into the steel post.

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Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I feel the ring shake as you do a classy kip-up and show off those rainbow flag speedos. As my vision starts to clear, I try to get away, I feel you grabbing the back of my flag trunks! My eyes going wide as I HOWLLLL and I O-face!! My brown ass on display as the crowd laughs and snaps photos. "OOOOH looks like the American is prepping the homophobic Arab's ass for the post-match fun! Funny, the pride flag is still flying proudly as the Egyptian flag SODOMIZES Ahmed's ass and pounds his prostate! Based on that expression, I'd say it's in there pretty deep" the announcer adds before I get LAUNCHED into the steep post, my shoulder smashing into it as my exposed ass grins at you.

Madison Jones:
I step up behind you now, reach under the middle ropes and grab your wrists, holding you there with your face against the post still ropes digging into your armpits. Mounted behind you, I shove my hard bulge against your ass, the fabric of the Rainbow Speedo and your own trunks tight between your cheeks keeping my cock at bay, but I make sure the fans get their pictures of this position for sure. "Nobody talks shit about my sexuality Ahmed, not even my boss. This is WHO I AM! ...and I'm gonna teach you to respect it." I start to thrust here, your shoulder pressing against the steel post some more with each one, me dry humping you while the crowd starts to laugh as this homophobic bully gets punished.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Feeling you coming up behind me with a vengeance. My head is still past the post and my shoulder is still aching. Now every guy in the audience has a new picture of my wedgied ass too and probably a gif of it getting lodged up there! Just as I think things can't get worse, I feel your big, hard pride-flag bulge GRINDING against my ass! I shake my head no but I have no way of stopping you! Your massive cock DRY humping my wedgied ass hard. The crowd going absolutely wild...fuck I knew I should have held off on those homophobic jokes! "Now THAT'S a display for a pride parade, Ahmed!" the announcer adds. I can't just stand here and take this shit! What about MY pride? In a last-ditch effort, I swing my leg up and try to smash it into your massive package!

Madison Jones:
While I'm grinding your ass, I start to get caught up in the moment. "Fuck Ahmed... I might have to breed you twice, this feels so good." And sure enough, my cock must be rock hard, a little dark spot of color showing now as I pull my hips back and thrust forward. That's when you swing your leg up, calf hitting me right between my thighs, my boys hanging down low for you to take advantage of. I let out a cry as your low blow lands, release your hands, and fall backwards, both hands coming to cup my balls as I'm wracked with pain.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I hear you getting cocky behind me, talking about breeding me twice, I can't even blame you, I'd do the same if I had a man in this position. But right as you're about to pound my ass yet again, I swing my leg up and SMASH your big balls. I feel the pressure releasing and hear the crowd booing me. Bullseye! Shocked at the crowd's hypocrisy..."Hey, that faggot flossed my ass and then pounded it! That's not legal either!" I scream as I painfully remove my flag from my ass. I see you down on the mat, cupping your balls in pain. I growl at you before I jump up and SMASH my down on your neck!

Madison Jones:
Laying there holding my boys, I start to worry when you come out, taking in every breath I can to try and recover faster. You're so focused on trying to preserve your image, you yell at the crowd giving me precious time, not to mention you take a moment to pull your trunks out of your nice ass. Coming my way you come in jumping to smash your leg down on my neck, me managing to roll to the side quickly while still holding my balls. I'm not that helpless yet, and a blow to the neck is something that could take me down for the match if done right. Pushing myself up to my hands and knees, I reach for that left arm the shoulder I threw into the post.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I spent too much time yelling at the fans and fixing my proud flag speedo. As I go for that brutal leg drop to your neck, you roll out of the way and I end up smashing my ass down onto the mat! The pain shoots up through my spine, but I can deal with it! I see you pushing yourself up and going for my weak left arm. Can't let you capitalize...I use my free arm and start SMASHING punches into your gut! Trying to break through those thick American abs of yours!

Madison Jones:
Hands grab your arm, then POW, you start hitting my gut over and over. Clench my teeth and try to power through, try to tighten my core to help defend and take the blows. Problem is, I'm still reeling from the low blow. You get your second hit in, a grunt coming from me as my eye bulges some. Release your arm now and roll away on my side two rotations on my back, left hand feeling my balls still. My right hand presses against the canvas as I start to push up to standing.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My punches breaking through your muscular abs, clearly, I'm still heel material! I see you rolling away and clutching your manhood, as I stand up and smirk a bit. Gotta get the crowd going again..." Aw your little rainbow balls can't handle being in the ring against a REAL MAN?" I say as they boo me. As I see you standing up, I lock my arm around the back of your head and stand you up in a DDT position. "Not like you need balls anyway, fairy," I say as I raise my eyebrows at the booing crowd...I SPANK your ass and go for that DDT!

Madison Jones:
Twice now in this match, you've resorted to using Low Blows, first trying to sucker punch me at the start of the match, then again to get out of my... well I'll be honest, I kind of deserved it the second time. STILL! You broke the seal, and with an incoming DDT coming my way while you waste time spanking my ass, I grit my teeth for what I'm about to do. I am not going to let you fire me here today. I am not going to be degraded for being gay. I am not going to be fucked by a homophobe who wants to teach me a lesson. And I'm not going to let you DDT me here. I throw my forearm up between your legs connecting with your balls, and you rising up off the canvas a couple inches. I nail you with a Low Blow of my own.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Getting cocky now as I continue SPANKING your ass. I just love seeing that rainbow bubble butt bouncing up and down with each spank! I nod at the crowd and grin like a douchebag. I grab the back of your speedos, about to add a payback wedgie to that DDT, as I scream "I AM A PROUD EGYPTIAN MAN...YOU ARE A WEAK, AMERICAN FA---aaahHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I scream as your forearm SMASHES my balls! Making my whole body BOUNCE up as I O-face yet with a high-pitched squeal! I drop the hold and bounce around on my toes as I cup my balls. Jumping around before I finally end up face-down and ass up, this time cupping my balls as I spread my ass. "I've never heard a 'Proud Egyptian Man' sing soprano before! Well...maybe he would if he gets into bed with Madison here!" the announcer adds as the crowd cheers, chants, and goes wild!

Madison Jones:
Low blow delivered, I look over to the Ref and realize for the first time, he just doesn't fucking care about Low Blows. Maybe it's because the boss is in the ring? Well, whatever. I got to take back control while I have a chance, my speed wedgied now showing off my cheeks some... not that I mind the crowd being able to see that. I rise up to standing now, see you clutching your balls. "How do you like it!" I yell at you, reach my hands down, and go for some more humiliation. I grab your legs and flip you on your front, hands digging into your waistband as I bend over, me giving a nice big TUG on them trying to pull them down your thighs. If I do, I give another pull trying to get them off you, not carrying if I tear them to shreds like they are a soiled rag.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I look over at the ref and he just shrugs his shoulders...how dare that motherfucker start acting fairly? I clutch my busted balls and moan on the mat as you taunt me and the crowd cheers. You violently spin me around to face you. Even I can see that sexy white bubble butt of yours bouncing around back there. But I can't let you rip off my trunks!! I can't be NAKED in the ring with a man wearing a pride flag! I already got dry-humped! I start tugging back, as hard as I can trying to fight you off. Fighting back as hard as I can...until I see you grin at me for a second...then as you release your pull...I end up TUGGING the front of my trunks up to my nipples!! SCREAMING as my nuts get absolutely crunched at the front! Half of each ballsack dangling out as it gets CRUSHED by my frontal wedgied gear. "Madison doesn't even NEED to low blow Ahmed...this hot-headed Arab will neuter himself!" the announcer adds...

Madison Jones:
I'm starting to get ahead of myself, Ahmed is my boss after all even if he is wanting to fire me today. I still need to take him down and it is clear even this homophobe cares about modesty. Would have expected that to have gone away some time ago. I step forward with you stretching out your trunks like that, a testament to the quality of fabric they are made of. I wrap my arms around your core and pull you up into a Bearhug, tight clasp of my hands behind the small of your back. I'm not done yet, turning towards a corner, I start to rush aiming to ram your back solidly into the turnbuckle.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
The main surging through my balls as I basically end up wearing my proud flag gear as a leotard, but at least I didn't get stripped naked! At least I still have my pride, I think to myself as the announcer replays the clip of you wedgie-ing and dry-humping my ass from earlier in the match on the big screen! My face is getting red with anger, but as I raise my arms for a strike, the gear TIGHTENS down on my nutsack and I squeal a bit! You quickly MANHANDLE me hard into a bearhug and lock it in tight! Raising us up as I flail there helplessly...and you RUSH my back towards the turnbuckle! SMASHING it hard as I howl out in pain!

Madison Jones:
Big smile on my face as I firmly have control of you. I now lift you up on the top buckle and sit you there as I turn to face the center of the ring. Go to lift your legs over my shoulders taking hold of your ankles. Hoping you are stunned, I take two steps away pulling you off the top buckle so you are hanging down over my back, body on full display for the crowd, cameras, and that huge 8k display showing this in the highest quality footage available. I then try to fling you over my shoulders face-first into the center of the ring with one of my most devastating moves, The Reverse Alabama Slam.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Seeing your cocky grin as you have my back crushed and you hoist me up onto the top buckle! Fuck, I shouldn't have underestimated this gay boy...it's still Madison Jones after all! My legs over your shoulders confidently as you drag me off the top turnbuckle and SUSPEND me upside down!! My arms flailing, but no way out! "The mighty Arab homophobe's in trouble now! Wearing his proud flag trunks as a LEOTARD as the cameras get a good look at his crushed little falafels up there! Let's hope he lands on em too!" the announcer says as you FLIINNGG me hard! Screaming as I fly forward...my face, chest, and, of course, groin SMASHING onto the canvas as the crowd goes wild!

Madison Jones:
Chest rising and falling as you SMASH into the canvas, huge cheer from the crowd for the sheer violence with the announcers talking it up, I look down at you with a layer of sweat on my body. That's when I notice it, a tear in the stretched fabric of your trunks, right there under the ass. "You're afraid to show your body Ahmed, I embrace it." Thumbs come into the sides of the Rainbow Speedo, pull them wide, and I drop them down to my ankles to the cheers of the crowd, my rock-hard manhood on that big display for everyone to see.

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I step out from my speedo while pulling back my foreskin, then drop to my knees over your legs, hands coming down to the back of your trunks and RIPPING them open in the back to expose your ass. "I said I'd breed you twice today, and I meant it." I grab your hand and WRENCH them behind your back making sure to do the Left Hurt one first to help keep you under control. Double hammerlock applied, I press my cock to your exposed cheeks. "Give up, or get fucked by a gay man Boss."

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Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
After getting my face, chest and already crushed nuts SMASHED down onto the mat...I feel you coming up behind me. You toss your sweat down onto my body and I'm in too much pain to fight back. Can't even roll over from the pain of getting my already frontal-wedgied nuts SMASHED into the canvas. But I look at the big screen in horror as I see you STRETCH those cocky rainbow speedos wide and DROP them down as the crowd goes wild! I try crawling away but you reach down and rip a cock-sized hole right underneath my flag!!! I start frantically panicking...but then I hang my head in shame knowing I can't break free..."I'LL...NEVER SURRENDER TO YOU...YOU FUCKING DISGRACE!" I scream as my cock is still rock hard down there. I have to take one for a team like a good Egyptian soldier. Feeling your big cock PRESSING against my ass as you painfully JERK my arms back.

"Now this is EVERY worker's dream...pinning your jackass boss' arms behind him and claiming his ass! Bonus points if he's a cocky Arab homophobe and you've got a BIG American dick like Madison does!" the announcer adds as I struggle underneath you.

Madison Jones:
I'm a little surprised just how into this the commentators are... and maybe that is the thing that causes me to go through with it. "Have it your way. Time to Get FUCKED!" I yell that part to the roar of the crowd as I then PUSH IN. This isn't the nice sensual fucks I do to my opponent when I win, this is in the middle of combat, I thrust in deep, not instant, but slow enough that you can feel Every Single Inch enter you. Once inside I start to thrust into you like a prisoner of war, this war between homophobes and men wanting the freedom to fuck whoever without shame. I start to fuck you Ahmed with you laying face down, every thrust right into your prostate, arms pinned as I speed up my rhythm starting to lose myself to the action.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Those commentators have always had it out for me, I guess we don't pay them enough or something! I hear your battle roar then feel your big, uncut cock start going into my ass, inch by inch just so I can feel how massive it is! He has me down like a prisoner as my face grinds against the sweaty mat and I start MOANING. Looking out into the crowd and hearing them laugh at the homophobe getting his just desserts...and I can't help but let out a moan. "The homophobic Arab's getting his PROSTATE pounded by the proud gay American...and by the looks of things, BOTH men are enjoying it!" the announcer says as the cameras flash...my face getting red with anger. "FUCK YOU...FUCK YOUUU...NO ONE HUMILIATES EGYPT LIKE THIS!" I scream as my arms are still wrenched back and my legs kick and flail...

Madison Jones:
You start kicking and flailing as I take you like this... and maybe you start to realize a dark secret about Shiny Madison Jones... He's loving every moment of this. I thrust again, HARD, full 8 inches into your prostate. Again... Again... AGAIN. Deep Moan as I take you, camera recording and displaying every moment of it.

One FINAL THRUST up into you and I let out a deep long moan as I start to erupt... I seed you Amhed. My balls pump and pump... 3.. 4.. 5... 6... LONNG MOAN.... 7....... I pull out, two more ropes my cum shooting out on your ass soaking your Egyptian Flag Trunks. I try to hold your arms there with my dominant arm, bring up my Left, and Flex that Bicep for the perfect photo opportunity.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I feel your massive American cock digging into my ass. I can feel every single inch plowing into me. I have to hide the excitement on my face so the crowd can't see just how much I'm loving this. But FUCKKK it hurts too. All eight inches smashing into my body over and over again...until...you finally MOAANNNS out a load! I have no choice but to MOAN with you as my eyes bulge out of my head. Another brutal MOAAAANNN as you blow two more humiliating loads up my ass...and all over my flag speedo! "That'll humiliate Egypt alright!" the announcer adds as my flag is covered in cum! My head down on the mat as you pose for the camera and humiliate both me and my flag!

Madison Jones:
Right hand holding your arms best I can, I now try to humiliate you more... and also weaken you. I thrust my cock hard back inside of you right into your prostate, my left arm comes around your waist and starts to stroke your Egyptian Cock in your trunks. I don't reach in, I just rub the outside of the fabric wanting you to blow your load and make a huge dark spot for the crowd to see. I want you to cum while a gay man is inside of you, that's the price you pay for offending my sexuality during pride month.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Still holding my arms tight with your strong muscles, I can't break free! Getting held down by some fruitcake in pride gear...so fucking humiliating! You reach around and start jacking off my cock...I shake my head....fuckkk...FUCKKKKKK!!! I know what he's trying to do. He's trying to make me soil my flag trunks yet again! I start squirming around trying to break free!

Madison Jones:
Feeling you trying to get free, I release your arms and SLAP you alongside the back of your head, more for insult than an attempt to injure. Grabbing your long hair, I PULL your back up to my chest and wrap my right arm around your neck while I keep stroking you. "You hit my biggest button, Ahmed." I give another hard THRUST with all 8 inches into you, some overstimulation on my cock, but I endure because I am making a message today. "People get killed because of these colors. I'm going to make you respect it now. Surrender or I will make you soil that flag on your trunks you love so much Boss." And with that, my hand slips into your trunks and I start stroking your cock directly now.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Feeling myself starting to squirm free when you SLAP the back of my head hard! FUCKKK. Bending my spine as you LOCK me up by the back of my hair. Locking my whole body upwards as you CHOKE me hard with your bicep. Your cock digging deep into my already sore ass. My body sweating and cum leaking onto my back as I start getting fucked in my own signature submission hold!! As you start to JACK off my cock fully now I start moaning loudly..." Ahmed's in trouble! He's getting fucked just like his men did in the Six-Day War!" the announcer adds as the crowd laughs at my humiliation..."NO...FUCK YOU...I WON'T SURRENDER...AHHHHHH!!" I scream trying to hide my face from the humiliation...as I start BLOWING loads into my flag speedo and the crowd cheers...

Madison Jones:
That dark spot is showing clear as day on that ultra HD screen, I do something usual for me, I SNEER at the camera while I hold you like this. "You should be happy Ahmed, bar gossip says that people love it when I HEEL... when I Dominate."

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I pump your cock till I feel you running on empty then throw you face down finally pulling out again. I stand up tall like I've already won this, both hands up in the air, crowd cheering, your Egyptian cum glistening on my left. I look down at you and start to line up my finisher... giving you only a brief moment to get clear before I go for it.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My eyes ROLLING to the back of my head as I blow the humiliating load all over my own flag speedos. The crowd taunting me and treating me like some kind of pathetic jobber! I lay there on the mat moaning and trying to catch my breath...getting up to all fours after you pull out. "IS THIS IT FOR AHMED? ANOTHER UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER FROM EGYPT TO A STRONGER, PROUDER MILITARY FORCE?" the announcer says...but I glance back and see you flexing up behind me. I KICK back to smash one of your knees. Then as you fall down to one knee, I launch back my legs around your neck!! Pulling you in close for a FIGURE 4 HEADSCISSORS! Your face SMOTHERED against your own cum!

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Madison Jones:
As I start to lean forward to grab your leg, the commentators talking about military strength... and if I'm honest, the global bully that is the United States government. You surprise by taking out a leg. I fall as you pull me into your figure four headscissors, some of my come from your ass getting on my face. strangely, I don't seem to mind that, because unlike you, I accept what I am without fear; I'm a queer. Legs wrapped around me. I start to struggle, but in the process of this, you left yourself very vulnerable. I reach up and grab your hurt left arm from the steel post, and twist it with one arm as TIGHT as I can. I growl while doing it, hoping to feel your legs ease. If they do, I shoot my arm between your thigh and my neck to secure an airway for myself.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Just as I start GRINDING my ass in your face, trying to humiliate the gay boy, I realize you're not even phased! What is this??? You've been humiliating me all match and I can't even make you blush! How can a man be this prideful?? You WRENCH back my already hurt arm and I start to scream. Feeling the pain shoot up through my shoulder and towards my left pec. But this is my only shot, I need to distract you somehow! I reach back with my right arm...trying to grab my own waistband! My ass is still covered in your cum...so I PULLL UPPP...with my newfound flexibility from your hammerlock!!! I JAMMMM my own flag speedo up my ass...but start LEAKING out your own cum all over your face!! Trying to loosen your hold on my arm!! "AHMED'S FLOSSING HIS OWN ASS WITH THE FLAG...TAKING FRIENDLY FIRE TO TRY TO SLOW DOWN THE AMERICAN!" the announcer says.

Madison Jones:
I have to admit, this is a creative... if not incredibly gross... counter to what I'm doing. Like I said though, with your screams of pain, I shoot my hand up and secure a breathing passage so you can't choke me out. Now with my used cum draining onto my face, I let out a deep growl as the crowd actually starts to turn on me if only for a moment. I hear them start to chant your name, the "IPW Jobber Champion '' having his fans. I need to stop that momentum no matter what, and given the situation, what's on the line, and the fact you are perfectly okay with low blows... my right hand releases your arm and grabs your balls. I don't ask, I SQUEEZE those fuckers hard, then use that pain to throw you off me freeing me from your disgusting legscissors.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Desperate times call for desperate measures...I thought this fairy would start moaning or something at the sight of cum...but instead, you manage to lodge your hand in there so I can't choke you out! But I certainly slowed you down...just as I'm about to capitalize and start smashing your skull into the mat. I feel you reach up and GRABBB my nutsack!!! My face CONTORTING yet again as I'm helpless...I start to unravel my legs submissively. My scream starts turning high-pitched and the fans start laughing and chanting your name instead!! "OOOOH and another foreign enemy has Egypt BY THE BALLS! Ahmed's plan backfired!" the announcer says as you squeeze my balls hard enough to throw me off of you!

Madison Jones:
I get you off me, hand feeling my neck as I take in some much-needed breath. A moment later, sweating like crazy, I push myself up to my hands and knees, then my feet, eyes watching you reel from the low blow.

I've bred you once already, rather than give you more chances to come back with me weakened from that, I decide to move in for the kill. I come up behind you, reach for your legs, and grab hold of your ankles. Wrap up your legs around one mine while pulling your arms back, lifting your chest off the ground for a beautiful shot of your sweaty chest and face on display. I go to lift my boot behind your back and try to stomp you down hoping to keep you under control so I can finish you in a moment.

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Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I writhe on the mat after that brutal low blow. Clutching my balls as my eyes cross and I moan out in pain. How...how could a gay man...be THIS strong. How did I underestimate Madison Jones THIS badly? Just because he was wearing a pride flag? But before I can roll away, I feel you come up behind me quickly. You grab up my ankles and WRAP my legs in a tight little bow around your foot. LIFTING me up so that my entire body is on display. "Ahmed's gear is JAMMED up the back and crushing his nuts at the front! The American has him RIGHT where he wants him...he's gonna KNOCK some sense into that homophobic skull of his!" the announcer screams...all I can do is squirm as my arms are wrenched back...my brown bubble butt on display, still covered in your cum...the dark wet spot on my flag speedo shown to the crowd yet again..." FUCKKKK...FUCKKK ...I'M SORRY, MADISON...I'M SORRY!!!" I scream out in desperation...

Madison Jones:
You're screaming out, begging basically, right as I'm about to deliver the stomp. Chest heaving, covered with sweat, some of my own cum on my face, seething with anger and adrenaline, I see on the big display exactly what I'm about to do as people are cheering for it. Wrestling is supposed to be fun... I press my boot to the back of your head and lower you forward slowly to make you fully aware of what I could have done, press your face against the canvas, and show that there are lines I won't cross. I release your arms for a moment, your legs, and stop on the back of your knees while wrapping your legs with my own. Finally, reach forward and reach for your arms trying to set you up for my finisher, the Romero Special.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
The crowd booing me and laughing at me as I start begging for mercy...but fuck them, he's about to SMASH my face into the canvas! But usually begging doesn’t do me any favors in the ring...I brace myself for the impact but...then I feel you slowly press my face against the canvas! The crowd is confused by your kindness...and I am too. I try breaking free...but you quickly GRAB my arms and legs. You grab my legs up and STEP down hard on the inside of my knees! As I scream in pain, you GRAB the back of my arms and pull them back!

Madison Jones:
You are right that the crowd, as bloodthirsty as they are, is confused by my kindness. A few even boo as I release, but that quickly changes as I come up over you for setting up my finisher that IPW fans almost immediately recognize. I start to rock back, building momentum, the first rock pulling your face barely off the canvas. The second almost pulling you up to your knees. The third does just that, pulls you to your knees, but then up into the air, your lean toned body fully on display under the lights, your soiled Egyptian Rag barely able to hide the shame of your manhood under it. I transition into the second part of the Romero Special, a Suspend Surfboard.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
You ROCK me back and forth as my face bucks off of the canvas. My wedgied brown ass is on display as it bounces up and down with each movement. But with each rock, I get higher and higher...until I'm finally SUSPENDED UP IN THE AIR!!! I start SCREAMING as the crowd goes wild! My head tilting back as I scream in agony! That brutal frontal wedgie barely covering my thick Egyptian rod as my nuts are still CRUSHED at the front by my gear!! I shake my head no...NOO NO NOOOO!! "Egypt's getting HUMILIATED on the global stage by a proud man wearing his pride flag!" the announcer adding...

Madison Jones:
I hold your 190 lbs frame up in the air for a good moment longer, plenty of cameras taking pictures of you with one cameraman, in particular, taking a panning shot of you as he circles around the ring. You are yelling NO, clear defiance as the ref asks you if you give. I cannot hold you like this forever, and so I lower you to your knees, my hands slide up your arms, right first then left, and clasp under the chin. I pull your head back now, every muscle on your torso stretched clear as day, the audience able to count everyone if they wanted. As I pull you back, I bring my head alongside your ear and tell you... "Say you Love the Fags! YELL IT!" I hold you in the third part of the Romero Special, a Constricting Chin Lock.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
The cameras flashing as my glistening brown body is on display for the entire crowd to see. I can even see the camera panning around me from the corner of my eye, adding to my humiliation! I just keep screaming NO over and over again as the crowd claps, cheers, laughs, and goes wild! Trying to tire you out...but as you lower me down to my knees, I feel you GRAB my chin tightly and JERK me backwards! My entire body on display yet again as my abs, chest, and back get STRETCHED! My arms flailing around as I hear you whisper your order me to praise your homosexuality!!! I gasp for air in your chin lock..but I desperately try to shake my head NO...NOOO...NO NO NO...my back getting BEENNNNT backwards so hard!!! I almost considering surrendering...

Madison Jones:
"I'll make you scream it... SCREAM IT!" I yell in your ear as loud as I can... "When I'm fucking you." I release my right hand from your chin and slide it over your head, your face in my armpit so you can smell this queer's sweat as it s trickles over your face. I bend your back even more with the torque compressing your spine as I transition into the final part of the Romero Special, a Dragon Sleeper.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
You SHOUT into my ear and I can hear the aggression in your voice as your hot breath passes my ear and your sweat chest GRINDS on my back. Your bicep WRAPPING around my neck as your armpit SMOTHERS my face!!! I SCREAM but the audience can only hear it muffled since your armpit has my face covered so tightly! I scream and flail...my wedgied bulge at the front on display for everyone to see...just how hard I am! My cum stains and my balls spilling out as my spine gets BENT BACK AS FAR AS IT'LL GO!! The pain SURGING through my whole body...as I finally SCREAMMM..."OKAY...OKAYYY...I LOVE FAGS...YOU WIN...I SUBMITT...I SURRENDERRRR!!! I GIVVEE UPP!!" I scream helplessly into your armpit as my arm flails against my own body for the tap out!

Madison Jones:
I uncover your head now, hold you there for a moment longer, the torque of your body threatening to sling you forward like a catapult into the canvas in front of you. "I don't think they heard you..." I growl in your ear. "Say it one more time..." The crowd looks on, the commentators waiting to see if you comply, and the Ref warning me to let go under threat of disqualification.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My face finally uncovered as I gasp for air...my back still TORQUED back to its max as I'm still screaming out my submission..."I'M SORRY...I SURRENDER...I GIVE UP...I LOVE FAGS...I LOVE FAGS SO MUCH...I AM A FAG...I WAS JUST TRYING TO INTIMIDATE YOU...I-I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME SO HARD...THAT I WON'T BE ABLE TO WALK TOMORROW!" I scream out as the commentators burst out laughing...the ref calling for the bell as I continue tapping out over and over again...

Madison Jones:
You actually say it, loudly, clearly while the crowd is a mix of cheers, whispers, and shock. I slowly release you now, letting your chest come forward softly against the canvas without any real pain. I unmount you and rise to my feet, clear pride of my naked body as the Ref raises my hand. I then drop down to my knees alongside you and finish removing that Egyptian Rag from your body, your brown cum covered bubble ass visible to the crowd. With heavy breaths, I rise up again pulling you to standing, and then start dragging you to a corner where one of the cameramen is.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Expecting a brutal slingshot down to the mat...but you slowly let me down and allow me to writhe on the mat in agony. The crowd is going absolutely wild for you, but some are in absolute shock of what I've just revealed. As you stand up they start cheering your name as the announcer screams out the winner..."ANNNND YOUR WINNER...BY WAY OF EMASCULATION, BREEDING, AND SUBMISSION...MADISSSONN JOONNNESSSS!!!". You RIP my flag gear off of me and I moan as you dig it out of my ass..your cum still smeared onto my skin. I get PULLED up quickly and dragged to a corner...the cameraman smiling at me...

Madison Jones:
I throw you into the corner again... but not as hard this time. This isn't about pain anymore.

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Coming up behind you, you know what is coming. Knee comes up between your thighs to spread them open, your hole and spread for the taking, Pressing your head up against the turnbuckle, I slide myself into you, my chest against your back, my cock inch after inch into your rectum, full 8 inches. Lips next to your ear again you can hear me breathing, my breath hitting the side of your face. "I'm gonna fuck you now Ahmed...." Gravelly deep tone filled with lust and desire. I start to breed you again, sliding my cock back and forth inside of you punching that prostate, right hand coming around to feel your heart while my left stokes you for the crowd to see.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
Getting thrown into the corner with less aggression this time...Madison already knows I'm all his for the taking. And I already know what's coming from what he did to me earlier in the match! My ass is still sore from that brutal manhandling! My proud flag, ripped and covered in two different men's cum, on the mat as my brown ass is spread wide open with my head against the corner post! I feel your sweaty chest GRINDING against my back as you go into my ass without hesitation. You taunt me yet again but this time I can't even hold back...your cock SLAMMING into my ass as it dominates my prostate. I remember this feeling...and I love it. I feel you reach around and you start JACKING off my cock as I moan and the crowd cheers.

Madison Jones:
That cameraman is getting all the best close up of this action while I take you, your sweaty chest, your messy hair, defeated eyes, and of course your swollen cock as I fuck you. I speed up, fucking hard and harder, each shot to your prostate while my thumb slips around on your cock head through whatever precum is there, lingering over your v spot... you frenulum. "Shoot that fucking load, Ahmed."

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
The cameraman all up in my face getting every single shot he wants...grinning as the loser gets what he deserves. My body is a sweaty mess and I pant for air as my tongue sticks out of my mouth. You start fucking me harder and harder and POUNDING my prostate as I MOAN loudly and my eyes start crossing! "FUCKKK...FUCKKKK...OH FUCKKK..." I scream as you pound my ass even harder than last time...my pre-cum SPRAYING out onto the camera ...as I nod my head and I SCREAMMMM out..." I SURRENDER SIR...I SUBMITTTT!!" and I BLOWW a massive load out....the crowd going wild as I PUMP out ONE...TWO...THREEEE more loads...

Madison Jones:
And so make you cum again as I'm fucking you, the camera getting all the best shots.

Thrusting more, your yelling excites me, and a moment later you feel me erupt again deep inside of you, this faggot's load painting your insides all over again. I bring up both hands and FLEX while doing it, showing all my pride for this crowd in the best damn month of the year.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
My face contorts as my eyes roll to the back of my head...my vision blurry as I can barely see what's in front of me. But I can feel you THRUSSTTING a massive load so deep into my ass I feel it fill me up! Creampie-ing my brown ass as I SCREAMMM yet again. My hands involuntarily tapping out as the mighty gay American fucks the homophobe's brains out! I feel you FLEXING behind me as I hang my head in shame over the ropes...

Madison Jones:
Leaning over your back I whisper in your ear... "One more thing..." I then pull out of you, an eruption of my cum shooting down your leg from my second load. Turn and toss you down on your front in the ring as I slide out to the announcer table grabbing a pen, mic, and a piece of paper on a clipboard. Swinging by that Camera with your cum on the lens, I dip the tip of the pen in scooping up your DNA nice and thick. Slide back into the ring next to you and slam my new contract down next to your face. Hold the pen out for you. "Sign it." I say into the mic explaining the situation, "It's my new contract to be signed with your cum, one that prevents me from getting fired in any way like you tried to pull today. I'm a free bitch allowed to breed wherever whenever the fuck I want. SIGN. ...or I'll fuck you again." Glare at you expecting you to do as you're told.

Ahmed The Egyptian Dominator:
I hear you whisper another threat into my ear...my body tenses up...terrified of what painful humiliation could come next! I feel your cum shooting against my ass and down my legs, as you pull out...then I get tossed down to the mat. My bare brown ass on display as I gasp for air...the fans taking their photos as your cum leaks out of me and I try to hide my face from the shame. Then you come back into the ring and shove a pen towards my face! "A contract? I-I have to read it first..." but then I see your big bulging American muscles...and that angry look on your face as you glare at me. I can still feel the soreness of my ass...my legs and arms still aching...my back still bent out of shape...and oh god my balls. I sign it quickly as the crowd cheers!

Madison Jones:
I take the new contract from you right away, leave you face down with your cummy pen, and scoop up the Rainbow Speedo from the ring. To the cheers of the crowd, I slide out of it and head back to the locker room ready to wash your filth off me and return to the gay bar where I work.

Published: 2022-06-23, viewed 344 times.