International Pro Wrestling

Nikkiman: After my humiliating defeat, I had only one idea: to stop fighting or at least take a big break. My manager was able to remotivate me and offered me a fight against an old friend: Thomas. A fight between French people is something that excites me enormously even if I know that Thomas is an exceptional fighter and that I must be wary of. I'm in the dressing room in black boxer and silver boots. The room fills up.
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I hear the advertiser start talking
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TONIGHT FOR OUR MAIN FIGHT BETWEEN TWO FRENCHMEN. IN HIS BLACK BOXER, PLEASE WELCOME NIKKIMAN, 6'4", 202 LBS.
I enter the room greeting my fans and doing higs fives and get into the ring to wait for my opponent.You are not logged in.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I'm in the locker room next door I hear Nikki's announcement and prepare myself on my side behind the curtain. Nikki is a friend and her humiliating defeat works a lot, I do not intend to let myself be done but I hope that our fight will help her to overcome and move forward. My music resonates in the arena

I cross the curtain and enter. I'm in speedo outfit and blue boots, I run to the ring direct and slide under the ropes, straighten up looking at you, get on the pole and contract the muscles for the crowd, I go down and get into the corner of the ring.
Nikkiman: I see you in front of me in the ring. I greet you with my head and I find you even more impressive here. I know from the outset that the match is not going to be easy and that I will have to fight like a lion against an opponent of your level. The referee asks us to approach to explain the rules: no low shots, victory by submission, Ko or pin in the ring. He asks us to shake hands. I hold out mine and say to you: "Really nice to meet you and proud to face you Thomas"
Thomas_-_Hasmot: grab your hand and squeeze it tightly, "shared pleasure Nikki, let's have fun a little and give a nice fight", I give my agreement from the head to the referee, bite my lip when at the low shot step because my mind a little vicious likes to jostle the fights, but hey I would do with it. Contract my pecs again right before your eyes before returning to the corner waiting for the bell, with a small smile in the corner.
Nikkiman: I'm in my corner ready for the fight. I am focused on my goal and I want to give the most beautiful show possible. I look at your body and it makes me want what can be seen at the magnifying bump in my boxer. The bell rings and I step forward putting myself in position for a strength test, my feet well planted on the ground, my muscles contracted and my mind focused on the fight.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: approach you, arm raised, take your hands and start the strength test, I feel your power and give you mine, growl and smile at you "not bad for a guy who lost not long ago"
Nikkiman: Your words destabilize me. I didn't expect this kind of attack in a fight. I have to be wary of you and it reinforces my rage. I plant my left leg firmly and press on it to try to make you back towards the post. My anger is growing and I don't know if it's a good thing I'm using it. It may backfire. I try to use it to increase my potency.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I feel your strength grow and take a step back, my words have had an effect, I break the test so that your strength leads you to me, I go behind you and belt you before wearing a good German suplex in the center of the ring
Nikkiman: I thought I had enough strength to take you to the pole and without really understanding what is happening you break the grip to go behind me and belt me. I feel my feet take off from the ground and I find myself quickly projected into the center of the ring. I can just try to fall as little as possible and roll towards the ropes to get up. I lose my hand from the beginning of the match... Lots of bad memories come back to my mind... "Stop Nikki! Concentrate" I breathe a big blow and shake my head and get up with the help of the ropes.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: straighten me up when I see you, approach you taking your head in your hands, "I wouldn't give you a gift have forgotten you?" takes you to the pole and crushes your head in the corner, turns you back to me and and pushes my shoulder into the abs 1 - 2 - 3 times before backing up and admiring my work on you
Nikkiman: The blows of this fighter have a devastating effect on my body. My head is crushed and I feel a significant pain in the abs. My body starts to burn me. "It's not possible! You have to react." I take a little breath and I stay glued to the pole to calm down. I see you in front of me. You look proud of yourself and I have to show you pretty quickly that I can resist your blows. I take a little momentum despite my exhaustion and go to you quickly to try to explode on the ground with a brogue kick

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I make the mistake of putting down and contracting my muscles for the show, but the audience loves it, I turn to you and see you running towards me before I can react, your foot hits my face hard and I collapse to the ground, I roll and hold my skull, "aaaaaaarrrrggghh!!" I crawl towards the ropes and straighten up in the corner "haha you are not completely down"
Nikkiman: I see you crawling towards the ropes and straightening up in the corner. I tell myself that I still know how to fight and that my blows are having the desired effect. It's your turn to be in a situation that I experienced earlier. It's my turn to damage your pretty fighter face. I grab your head and start hitting it on the pole at every intersection of the ropes. "I, too, know how to hurt"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: "aarrrgg arrrgg" I feel your rage to fight, but I will not let myself be done, you send several elbows in the stomach and abs to free you, straighten me up and chain you with a powerful clothesline
Nikkiman: I see that you are a tough and resilient fighter. Your elbow necks are devastating. You straighten up and I see you preparing a clothesline. I have to counter it if I don't want to collapse. When I see you rushing with your arm outstretched, I position myself so that I can grab it and make you fall by making you a kimora on this arm with which you thought you would make me fall
Thomas_-_Hasmot: your skill and your technique make you grab my arm we fall to the ground heavily, I try to free myself but you hold me firmly, I crawl to the rope painfully and grab it so that the referee makes you let go of your grip
Nikkiman: I am forced to let go of you when I could have weakened you. The referee asks me to step back to give you time to get back up. This match is very physical. Once you are up I approach you to distribute a series of european uppercuts to continue to weaken you. I don't want to give you a minute of respite. I know that's the only way I have to achieve this victory.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: As soon as you get up you chain me without respite of blow, powerful, I entrench myself in the corner of the ring, catching my breath and taking my ideas, you approach me again to hold me under your blows, but this time my foot arrives right in your face, a good 46 of size come to hit your face to push you away, "Haha afraid that I will damage your beautiful little mouth?"
Nikkiman: Your wide and massive foot comes to crush my face and I feel the pain invade my head. I am forced to step back a little to take the blow and prevent you from taking advantage of this weakness that is mine at the moment. I run my hand over my lips and see that they are bleeding. It makes me want to make you suffer even more. I look at you and say, "I hate to have my face damaged! You're going to bite for that, Thomas" I'm in the opposite corner. I hold my face. I have to be quick so I don't give you time to recover and don't take too much risk because I know your power. I rush towards you with a clothesline to try to get you over the ropes.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I see you running towards me for this clothesline, but I had time to recover a little, I rush from my corner also and I bend down, you try a clothesline me it's a spear, powerful that welcomes your abs, you impale yourself on my shoulder, I lift you with a roar and then violently plate you on the ground.
Nikkiman: Putaaaiiiinn The shock is violent and I can only collapse to the ground. The referee starts counting while you cover me, 1... but I quickly lift a shoulder.... You are obliged to let me come to my senses.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: the shock resonated throughout the arena, 2 powerful fighting beasts that clash, you feel my power and my body on you but your fighting spirit quickly takes over, relieved to know that you are not broken, gets me up and watches you get up too. "haha hasn't abandoned you already, perfect we'll work on it too" grabs your throat and lifts you up with a powerful chockslam and throws you back to the ground, followed by a powerful elbow descent on your pecs
Nikkiman: I am totally suffering the blows of this beast. I don't want to be destroyed like I did in my previous match and I have to quickly find a way to regain control or at least breathe. When I see you that you are trying a descent of the cup to explode my pecs, I have only one solution if I do not want to know a new defeat... I roll fast so that you go and explode yourself against the carpet.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I grab you by the ankles and pull you towards me, place your arms above your head, torso against torso, pecs against pecs, powerful breathing and smell of male between the two of us
Nikkiman: I see you grabbing my ankles. I must avoid being locked in this blow where you risk crushing me with very 40 kg more. I have only one way out. I contract the abs and give you a violent headbutt to make you let go of this grip. I don't want to let myself be locked up especially today.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I was distracted by our close contact, I felt the heat rise in me, forget for a moment the fight, you get out with a ball in my nose I get up and hold my nose, I check that I do not bleed
Nikkiman: I get up as quickly as possible. You have just shown me your power and I believe that I must show you mine in return that you understand that I am not yet exhausted despite your strength and power. I stand behind you, grab you by the armpits and with all the strength I still have I lift you up to throw you on the ground so that your pelvis explodes on the ground.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: you still have reserve to lift me, I am surprised because for the 1st time you lift me and find that you have enough strength to tear me off the ground, my back breaks on the ground I hop and hold my back screaming in pain
Nikkiman: I see you weakened by this blow and a smile crosses my face quickly even if I have to stay focused on the fight; I know I have to be fast. I rush towards you and just before being near you I take my momentum to try to smash your face by a busaiku knee kick and hope to send you to the mat.
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Thomas_-_Hasmot: barely back on my feet, a little groggy, see you running knees towards me, hardly the temp to protect my face, I put my hands on my face but take the impact with full force and fall to the ground, I try to recover a little my breath
Nikkiman: I have to hurry and I'm getting tired of you. You're on the ground and I see you catch your breath a little. I quickly analyze the situation to find the attack that will do the most damage. I grab your legs and put you in the center of the ring. I jam your legs around mine. I let myself fall violently to try to make you submit in a figure 4.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: "aaaaaarrrgg not this priiiiiiiiiiiiiisse !!!!" I scream in pain and remember a previous fight, the trauma tells me to give up right away, contract my abs and straighten myself savagely hit your thighs to make you break the grip
Nikkiman: The pain on my thighs is huge when you start hitting them. One of my legs is free and I send you blows in the pecs so that you stop hitting me without loosening my grip too much.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: "arrrrrgg !!!" you hold me and send me back to the ground, no choice but I have to give up I hit the ground frantically the ground to make you let go.
Nikkiman: The referee asks me to let go of the catch. I don't quite understand what's going on because I'm so focused on the fight. I only understand when I hear the crowd cheering my name and I see the referee raise my arm. The announcer speaks: "And the winner of this match is by submission Nikkiman, for his 90th victory." I approach you and help you get up. I ask for a microphone and raise your hand saying "And a triumph for this outstanding fighter that is Thomas!"
Thomas_-_Hasmot: hold my legs in pain until the announcement of the winner, I see your hand stretched out and grasped, lean on your exhausted shoulder, raise your arm and whisper in your ear "bravo man, nice fight"
Nikkiman: "Are you allowing me to enjoy my Thomas reward?"
Thomas_-_Hasmot: rolls you a big shovel in the middle of the ring "we're in the shower?"
Nikkiman: I leave the ring to the cheers of the audience and happy to have achieved this goal: to reconnect with victory and have fun. I take a few selfies with my fans, I sign autographs but I only think about one thing: that moment in the shower that Thomas promised me. I loved the huge shovel he rolled for me in front of the stunned spectators. My excitement is visible: my nipples are already hard and my boxer is well swollen. Some fans point this out to me.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I pass in front of my fans too, pose for some photos despite the defeat, he supports me and directs me first to the dressing room, you take the opportunity to control what it will belong to you soon yt
Nikkiman: I can't help but shout "Fuck, that ass." All the fans are smiling knowing very well what we are going to do in the showers. I'm starting to feel the pain of your beatings and violence but I know that now the rest is just going to be fun. Thomas_-_Hasmot: smile when you hear you shout your admiration of my ass, between the 1st in the dressing room and sit on the bench, hold my leg and knead the muscles, start to remove the boots by stretching
Nikkiman: I see you and look at you with envy. I see your power and I understand better why I suffered so much during this match. I drink a little water to hydrate myself by observing your musculature totally different from mine but which makes me want so much to own you
Thomas_-_Hasmot: get up, take a sip of water and come and kiss you languorously, giving you some water on the same occasion, look you in the eye, "bravo champion"
Nikkiman: Your kiss drives me crazy. I tell you: "Come in the shower, we will be quieter". In these locker rooms, the other wrestlers of the evening, our managers are present and I want this moment just for us
Thomas_ _Hasmot: take off my speedo, revealing my already hard dick, then yours, discovering your shell, laughing at me "hahaha and say that I was tempted to play vicious" puts my hand in your shell, and caresses your big dick "it's a little cramped here right?
Nikkiman: "Yes release it!" I turn on the hot water and put with you in the shower. We are just the two of us. I put my back against your powerful torso: "Savonne me and make less moan from the nipples Thomas!"
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Thomas_ _Hasmot: kiss your neck, put my hands under your arms and caress your powerful pecs, pinch the nipples, caresses, re-pliers and languorously lick your neck, rub my hard dick on your ass, "you're hot as the baby embers, but it's your turn"
Nikkiman: You stroke my body to make me harden. I turn around to kiss you and let our muscular pecs be against each other
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Thomas_-_Hasmot: lean on the wall of the shower and pull you towards me, kissing you passionately, pec against pec, tail against tail
Nikkiman: I turn you against the shower and start soaping your back, then I go down along your spine and approach your muscular buttocks so I can open them and see how I will give them pleasure.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: huuuuuummmm I bend down and show you my ass, "go baby, take it"
Nikkiman: I lean your body a little and grab my stiff and wet dick of precum. I approach it from your puck from your ass and put it on it.
Thomas_ _Hasmot: I groan, take your free hand and put it on my pecs, tilt my head back, "take me well"
Nikkiman: "I will give you all the pleasure I can give you. You deserved it." In saying this, I tenderly penetize you so that you can feel each of my 24 cm.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: I moan every inch, put my hands on the wall and savor every penny
Nikkiman: Once I feel that I was able to insert what I could put on, I stay for a few moments and start looking for your prostate with small dry strokes. When I found it, I pick up the pace to give you as much pleasure as possible.
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Thomas_-_Hasmot: ho putin yes!! Go ahead!! the!! take me!!!
Nikkiman: I'm going faster and faster. I see your face distorted by pleasure. I love it so much! Your ass is so good. I start to moan louder and louder.
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRFSpw9Nub3iT70Gp_U5wMjFwJOaUW1pO2q_A&usqp=CAU Thomas_-_Hasmot: I'm just moaning at each of your dicks, "fuck yes!! YES!!! take me!!"
Nikkiman: I'm going deeper and deeper. My shots are slower but more brutal so that each time I can hit your prostate to try to give you more and more pleasure.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: man I'm going to!! fuck me again!!!
Nikkiman: I want you to have the most fun and I just want to do you good. I continue more and more intensely and with more and more vigor.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: haaaannn!! hann!! haaaaannn !!! putin yes!!!!!
Nikkiman: "Hold back Thomas, a little more". I withdraw and ask you to put yourself in front of me. "I want to see you and want to enjoy at the same time as you." You cling to the shower wall and put your feet on the wall opposite and I start to smash you with all my strength.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: hooo !!! hooo!! Yes!!! push me down!!! impalle !! me!! all my muscles bounce at each of your dick strokes, I also give myself to your tail, my dick about to explode slams my abs
Nikkiman: I speed up the pace and feel my muscles contract as I go. My breathing is accelerating and I am very hot. I'm not far away "Thomaaaaas, let's laaaache together?"
Thomas_-_Hasmot: ouiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii !!!!!! je viiiiiiiiiiiiiiiennss !!!!!!!
Nikkiman: Me tooiiiiiiiiii! I feel my powerful jets crash into your ass as I scream with pleasure.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: my dick explodes my juice flows on both of us
Nikkiman: I see the semen gushing out of your abs and mine. My body convulses with pleasure. I slow down the pace but I continue to do you good and I know my sperm flowing on your buttocks
Thomas_ _Hasmot: don't stop your baby!!!!
Nikkiman: I keep going into you slowly but energetically. I want to hear you moan again with pleasure.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: put my legs on your shoulders and get me high again
Nikkiman: I pick up the rhythm and start to penetrate you, I spread your legs so that I can enter better and that you feel my power again.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: oh yeah oh yeah!!
Nikkiman: I just want to see your dick sink as quickly as possible. I want to dry you out completely dude and you become addicted to Nikki... I put all the strength I have left in these last dick strokes.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: oh yes I grab my dick and jerk me in front of you let go of my 2nd juice on my pecs in a beastly rale
Nikkiman: I feel like I'm not going to delay and my face is starting to deform... The fun is immense...

Thomas_ _Hasmot: come to me again give you to me!!!
Nikkiman: The scream I let go of is so powerful that the staff members get into the shower. They can only see me emptying myself into you with enormous pleasure and desire. I lie on top of you so that you feel each of my jets. I just want that moment never to stop.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: hug in my powerful arms, "putin keum yes !!!" takes your head and kisses you languorously
Nikkiman: Our bodies exhausted by this fight and by this moment so pleasant, we collapse into each other. I don't want to leave your ass just yet. I want this moment to last as long as my dick is good at it
Thomas_-_Hasmot: look you in the eye, you've been awesome
Nikkiman: You too Thomas. I think we haven't finished meeting...
Thomas_-_Hasmot: slams your ass one last time, no it's on
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Published: 2022-10-09, viewed 67 times.