SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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

You are not logged in. - Socal Aaron - Age: 21, 5’10”, 195 lbs, 9” Cut Cock

Madison Jones:
Jacksonville Beach Florida. I had hoped to have a rematch with Rod Jackson here, the same place he humiliated me two months ago, however he was unavailable. Instead I'm taking on a newcomer here in the SECW, a guy going by Socal Aaron. Sitting around in the changing tent with the Rainbow Speedo next to me, I notice you come in. Give a friendly wave as I've never been shy about my body. "Happy to see you Aaron, let's have some fun out there." I stand up letting you see my full body before slipping on the speedo, then starting to stretch out while the sounds of the previous match finishing becomes obvious.

Socal Aaron:
It is the day of my debut match in the SECW FED and I’m scheduled to wrestle the leader right now, Madison Jones. I have wrestling experience but haven’t locked up with him yet. I spent the day at the beach. Tanning my already golden brown Hollywood Actor/Wrestler body. I walk into the tent in my black designer trunks. And see you sitting with your speedo next to you as you display your muscled and I must admit sexy body. You greet me and I extend my hand to shake it. “ Great to meet you Madison. I think we are in for one hell of a night “ as I glance down at your naked body. Yr

Madison Jones:
I accept the handshake after slipping on the speedo having to tuck my meat away with my left hand while shaking with my right.

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"It's good to meet you, you really are a model huh? It shows." I crack a smile as the stagehand starts to gesture me towards the ring door. "I'll see you out there." Passing by the last two guys coming in, both naked, sweaty, and clearly exhausted, I nod to them while the announcer starts up. Head out a moment after.

Announcer:
"Making his way to the ring, from San Francisco California, standing 5' 10" and weighing in at 198 lbs. He is the rising star of the SECW. Madison Jones!"

Madison’s Entrance

Madison Jones:
An English cover of the song Alumina plays as I make my way there, the crowd cheering as I've gained a lot of fame as the man headed toward the championship here at SECW. I wave to the crowd as I strut down, showing off the new rainbow speedo as I do. Roll into the ring under the bottom rope as the late afternoon sunlight shines over my lightly lotioned body. Finally raise both hands to their cheers as I back away towards my corner waiting for Socal Aaron to come and join me.

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Socal Aaron:
You give me a nice firm handshake and ask if I’m really a model. Telling me it shows. I give you a wink.“ and respond thank you stud. I know. Have you ever thought about it yourself ?” We release the handshake and you head to the ring. I wait for your entrance music to die down. The fans are very loud. Clearly you are well liked here. Then the sound of “Celebrity Skin” by Hole starts up and I make my way to the ring. The crowd giving me polite applause. Not as loud as yours.

Announcer:
“Making his way to the ring from Hollywood California standing at 5’10 195 pounds it’s The Model SoCal Aaron“

Socal Aaron:
I step into the ring. Give a double bicep flex to the crowd as I give my muscled peaks a kiss and pop my pecs. Showing off my sexy muscled body. I’m wearing my black designer trunks and black boots with SCA stitched in white on the sides. Waiting for the ref to explain the rules and for the bell

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Madison Jones:
The Cute Ref calls us to the center of the ring and starts to go over the rules. Single Fall, Pin / Submission, Loser Gets Fucked.

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Madison Jones:
I'm looking you in the eyes as he talks, already figuring out how I'm going to do this. Once he finishes and backs away, with the ring of the bell, I bring up my hands and try to lock up with you in the class Collar & Elbow lockup.

Socal Aaron:
The ref explains the rules. He is cute, that's true. I nod in agreement and hear the bell ring. You bring your hands up for a collar and elbow lock up. We are similar in size so I decided to go for it. Reach up with my right hand to put in your right shoulder and my left on your left shoulder. And start to try to push you to the corner. Letting out a grunt as I do

Madison Jones:
You're right, it's rare that I take on somebody so close to my size. Same height, 2 lbs difference with both of us. The difference is that I'm 28 and you're 21, and I suspect I have a lot more experience with wrestling as I've been practicing throughout college since I was about 18. Anyhow, we lock up.

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Madison Jones:
You start to leverage me back, me digging my bare heels into the canvas, the joy shared amongst us of two people exchanging a struggle, something only wrestlers really understand. Neither of us are making much headway so I throw a knee into your gut, those models looking immaculate. I then fall to my back, knees still in your abs, and kick you over my shoulder with a Monkey Flip. I listen to see how you take the landing.

Socal Aaron:
A very even struggle. Neither of us got anywhere. I bend my knees and straighten up trying to get some leverage. When BAAM your knee slams into my bricks it stuns me for a moment but not enough to break down these muscles but you move fast. As you drop back your knees still in my abs and I flip over you as you go for a monkey flip. But I’ve experienced this move before and I arch my back up and plant my boots to lessen the impact and roll back on my shoulders as I try to roll back over you to bring my knees down into your chest

Madison Jones:
It does not go the way I plan, you managing to counter the flip, rolling back over me and bringing your knees down into my chest. There is a look of surprise on my face quickly replaced with pain as you come down on my ribs, my first holler of the match. I'm still fresh though, and I'm not about to let one misstep set the tone for the match. I kick up my legs, feet coming around your head. Veer a little to the left, then to the right sharply, using my own body weight to FLING you off me. I roll away on my side to the ropes afterward pulling myself up to my knees, left hand feeling the red marks on my chest.

Socal Aaron:
As my knees land I hear you holler. I know I have surprised this vet showing I am no slouch in the ring myself when suddenly I feel your legs come up around my head and you use your strength to knock me off you to my side. I roll up to my feet quickly. And see you on your knees rubbing your reddened chest. I approach you carefully from the side and I try to grab the arm you are using to rub your chest and twist it behind your back and if successful in this stand behind you to pull it up your back in a painful hammerlock

Madison Jones:
Grabbing my left hand, the pain of my chest distracting me enough, I quickly snap to attention as you begin to wrench my arm behind my back with a Hammerlock. I'm very familiar with hammerlocks as I use them a lot. When you start to twist it, adding the torque to my arm, I flip forward showing my athleticism, undoing the twist. I then swing my foot at your right knees, hoping to drop you to it, but more importantly, giving me the leverage needed to pull my arm free from your grip.

Socal Aaron:
I am both surprised and impressed as you do a flip. Untwisting your arm. Enough to distract me so your foot slams into my right knee. And I drop to my knee. Letting out a groan. Fuck that hurt. And I release your arm to rub my knee as I get up limping to the ropes as I look back at you

Madison Jones:
You seem surprised at my flip, well I am cruiserweight for a reason. Having caught you off guard with the kick, I now reach for the hand you were trying to hammerlock me with, grip it with both, and try to fling you across the ring with a Irish Whip. I make sure to target the corner furthest from us to make you run on that knee a little more.

Socal Aaron:
As I go to back away you grab my arm with both hands. And send me to the opposite corner. Putting pressure on that damaged knee which makes it impossible for me to reverse it. My back hits the corner hard and I arch it out holding onto the top rope with one hand as I reach down to tend to my knee.

Madison Jones:
As tempted as I am to try to spear you in the corner, that's too easy to counter and you may be playing up your pain. Hands come up defensive, I come walking to your corner, inching slowly at the step. I throw a kick to your gut, the second strike there if it hits, hoping to knock some wind out of you. If it works, I then climb up the turnbuckle, feet on the ropes, left hand grabbing your hair while I raise my right fist getting ready to start pummeling you.

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Socal Aaron:
Distracted by the pain in my knee you come into the corner delivering a kick to my gut. I let out a grunt as I rub my abs. And before I know it you are on the ropes. Grabbing my hair. My beautiful face is staring right into your big speedo bulge. Close enough to get a whiff of your manscent. And I feel my trunks tent up. Your fist up. I can’t let you gain control here. As much as I like this position I know what’s coming. And I suddenly wrap my arms around your legs and move forward and drop you onto my extended knee for an atomic drop

Madison Jones:
As I raise my right fist, there is actually a hesitation. You are a model, in Hollywood of all places, and so as I look at your face I worry that pummeling it would scar or mess it up. The crowd is cheering for me, wanting me to do one of my signatures that I'm so famous for. It takes too long... You wrap your arounds around my legs, carry me on your bad knee, and drop me over your knee with an Atomic Drop. Second time this match I holler as my hands come to my rear, feeling the pain shoot up through my spine. I stagger away falling to my back, looking at you with some growing concern. If you come close, I bring both knees to my chest and try to mule kick you with all the force I would normally use for a Kip-Up.

Socal Aaron:
I manage to lift you and drop you onto my knee with an atomic drop but not without a cost. As I watch you stumble back and grab your rear falling onto your back I wince and tend to my damaged knee. I feel I have some control now but as I come close I feel your feet slam into legs knocking them out from under me and I let out a groan of my own as I roll to the ropes. And to my feet. Shaking out my muscular legs as I move towards you my arms up “ Come on Madison let’s try this again “

Madison Jones:
I'm quick to match your resolve, the joy of our competition showing. Under the late afternoon sun, I bring my knees to my chest and kip up to standing.

Hands up defensive, watching you, I inch in closer with you still close to the ropes, some pain showing in my step from the impact to my tailbone. When I get in range, I reach forward to grab your shoulders, then try to throw my knee into your gut as hard as I can, hoping to get you on the rope.

Socal Aaron:
You come towards me and it’s clear your tailbone is hurting and you put your hand on my shoulder. And I bring mine up to yours, when your knee slams into my wide open gut. Yet again. My ass pushing back on the ropes as I lean down and groan Not wanting to be trapped I instinctively take my shoulder and attempt to drive it into your gut

Madison Jones:
Pushing you back against the ropes, I'm actively aiming to get your arms over it, you attempting to shove your shoulder into my gut reflexively. As you do though I step up to you pressing my lightly hairy chest to your smooth one, face coming up alongside yours. "Come on Aaron, you know you want some." I lightly nuzzle your head, our chests rubbing together as I try to seduce some... And then I grab your arm and fling across the ring into the other ropes. Crouching down, I prepare to jump and dropkick you if you come back my way.

Socal Aaron:
As I go to hit you with my shoulder you anticipate it and press your slightly hairy muscled chest against my smooth tanned muscled chest. I can feel the heat from your body as you nuzzle my head. I feel my cock throb in my designer trunks as you do. And let out a soft moan. When you suddenly grab my arm, whipping me to the opposite ropes. I come back toward you and see you crouched down. I think I have time to grab your head. But you suddenly leap up surprisingly and hit me with a big drop kick. I fly back onto my back, the ring shaking. As I arch up my back. A bit stunned by that move

Madison Jones:
You rebound, I jump, and dropkick connects.

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Falling to my side, catching myself as we both land on the canvas, the crowds at the sound of nearly 400 lbs crashing down. Having caught myself like any trained wrestler knows how to do when doing a dropkick, I rise up to my knees, and then to standing with you in the center of the ring. I see you throbbing crotch in your designer trunks, and as much as I want to strip you of them right now, I know I need to keep up the punishment to help incapacitate you. ...At least that is what I should do. Coming over alongside you, I flip you on your front, drop a knee down on your back, hands reaching into those trunks as I start to pull them down your legs revealing that hot model ass of yours to the crowd. "Let's get things going."

Socal Aaron:
You get to your feet fast. I look up at you and my cock is making my trunks bulge big. And you flip my body over on my stomach. And I let out a scream as your knee drives into my back. I feel your hands go into my trunks. As you try to pull my designer trunks down. No doubt you want a better view of my Golden Globes. I reach down to try to stop you as I start to press up on the mat to twist and knock you off. “ You aren’t going to get in my trunks that easy Madison “

Madison Jones:
Pressing up, you knock me off you to my ass, arms spread behind me as I setup looking at you with a dumb smile. "Can't blame me for trying can you?" I then reach for your am and try to pull it between my spread legs, flipping us around to your back. I try to lock you into a Cross Armbar.

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Socal Aaron:
I managed to get you off me. As you ask me if I blame you for trying. Playing to my HUGE ego. I smile and pull up my trunks. And flex my bicep. “ Not at all. I’m highly coveted by many adoring ….” When you grab my other arm and put it between your legs, quickly flipping me on my back. I paid for my cockiness which really was a ploy to buy myself some recovery time but it failed miserably as you have me trapped now in a painful cross arm bar. I yell out in pain. And try to punch at your thigh with my free hand but each movement puts more pressure on my arm

Madison Jones:
I pull your arm tight, grunting in pain with each punch to my thigh. Growl at you as you do, raise my heels, and bring them down in your chest to try and dissuade you. "Stop it!" I now hold your arm with my right hand, slide my left over to your abdomen, down to your crotch, ease up on the pressure while I sink my fingers into your waistband. "Come on... let's have some fun." I take hold of your cock not yet pulling it out for the crowd to see, curious if you will prioritize trying to get your arm free, hurting me more, or switch focus to stop me from starting to milk you?

Socal Aaron:
Hearing you grunt in pain. Thinking my punches are having an effect when you start to growl and slam your heels into my chest. I cough as you tell me to stop. I feel your hand slide down my muscled bricks and down to my crotch. It makes my body tremble and I let out a moan as your fingers go under my waistband. You grab my big 9” cock and I feel your grip on my arm loosen. “ Ahhh fuck. That feels good Madison don’t stop “ trying to distract you as I try to slide my arm free

Madison Jones:
I'm holding you there in one of my usual moves, the Milking Armbar now. I feel you tremble, pulling your hard cock out of your trunks as the crowd cheers to see the Hollywood Model prized possession out in the open for the SECW cameras. I start to stroke it now, big smile on my face, you trying to pull your arm free. I hold it, you will have to force it free and not ask permission, my eyes focused on your cock with a hunger for cum. I start to milk with my thumb on your cockhead, fingers sliding up and down your shaft.

Socal Aaron:
You take out my cock and start to stroke me like an expert. I moan out in front of the crowd as my free hand starts to caress your big muscled thigh. A look of pain in my face although you have loosened up on my arm. I still can’t force it out of your grip. When I run my hand up to your trunks and over your very sexy ass and when I get to the waistband I start to pull it hard. Trying to put some pressure on your bulge. Hoping to make you just uncomfortable enough that I try to pull my arm hard. I can break out of this hold.

Madison Jones:
While you start to pull on the Rainbow Speedo, trying to put discomfort on my bulge, the action makes it very clear my hard cock pressed against your forearm is fully aroused. You are trying to strangle it, choke it, but the end result is that you just stretch the fabric out as I focus in on your cock. "Rip it off if you want Aaron, I don't care if I'm naked." Ramp up the stroking aiming to make you cum unless you do something more drastic to stop me.

Socal Aaron:
My plan is not working and you start to stroke me even faster. And I moan even louder. This stud is making me feel really good and you tell me to strip you and I pull your rainbow speedo down under your ass. My ands gripe your ass now as you stroke me. My body starts to shake as you have my muscled body in control “ Ahh Madison if you don’t stop you will make me lose my load “ my eyes rolling back into my head. My toes curling

Madison Jones:
Feeling you grip my ass, the Rainbow Speedo pulled down my thigh some, the crowd cheering and getting more horny at the desire to see us both naked and grappling soon. I don't blame them, naked wrestling is basically the best thing ever. "That's the point Aaron." I say with a huge grin on my face watching yours. "Cum for me. For the crowd. Enjoy it." I stroke more and more, index finger lingering over your V Spot... you frenulum with each stroke. Sunlight shining down on our near naked bodies, I keep going expecting you to cum any moment now.

Socal Aaron:
I am totally caught off guard by your grappling and erotic style and you keep working me so expertly. Telling me to lay back and enjoy it. I just let out a loud MOAN. As my body tenses my muscles flex as I shoot load after load of my celebrity cum into your hand. I feel relaxed , exhausted. Embarrassed you did this to me in the ring in front of all these fans.

Madison Jones:
With that, with my expert strokes and history as a erotic wrestler, I stroke you now with a smile ear to ear.

You load is thick, the crowd cheering, once it calms I start to rub it over your abs with my hand before finally releasing your arm. I pull away from you, the Rainbow Speedo pulled down my thighs, and without hesitation, I drop it to my ankles and kick to my corner. "Come on Aaron, let's play." Crouch down, hands up, I gesture for you to join me in another lockup, knowing full well that orgasm is going to leave you feeling weak.

Socal Aaron:
I breathe heavily after being trapped so long. My beautiful model body is covered in sweat and cum. Exhausted after being milked. I see your muscled body above me. Stripping your trunks exposing that hot cock and ass. Telling me to play. I slowly get to my feet. And rub my hand down my abs and flick the cum onto the mat in disgust. I hate getting dirty. I smile at you and approach you. And this time I instantly go for a knee to your abs as I bring up my hands hoping to catch you off guard

Madison Jones:
Standing there fully naked, I don't have a care in the world for it. In fact, I actually seem to be relishing it, the crowd happy to see our bodies shine in this late afternoon sunlight moving towards sunset.

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Hands up looking for a lockup, your knee strikes my abs with me letting out a heavy gasp, me not clenching up in time. I stagger away, left hand on my gut, eyes looking sad you didn't lock up; though it's smart that you didn't. I then throw a kick at your gut in retaliation hoping to double you over so I can go on the offense again.

Socal Aaron:
Finally getting a blow in. My knee hits. I watch you closely for your response and see your leg come up and I grab your ankle. And try to pull it hard to knock you to your back

Madison Jones:
Pulled to my back, I feel like I'm starting to lose some of the control I just had, and am starting to feel foolish for not going for a submission now with the armbar. You having pulled my right leg, I bring my left leg up to my chest and kick it at you trying to get you off me. If I do, I roll on my side two rotations to the ropes, and start using them to get up to my feet.

Socal Aaron:
I am expecting that you will kick at me with your free leg. A predictable response so before you can I pull your leg to the side and I dive down to drop my elbow to your inner thigh

Madison Jones:
Elbow comes crashing down on my inner thigh, eyes going wide with some pain, my cock pressed against your shoulder. I let out a cry, more than a grunt for sure, hands grabbing your head with arms coming around your neck. I start trying to put a sleeper on you since you decided to fall between my legs.

Socal Aaron:
I feel your arms go around my neck. Foolish not to get up quickly. I start to throw elbows at you as I plant my feet and lift my owner body to drop my weight down hard on you hoping you will release me

Madison Jones:
Arms come around your neck as tight as I can, me looking to lock up a Rear Naked choke, a little extra excited about that as my cock is hard and leaking a little precum. Elbows to my side make me grunt in pain, me realizing that isn't going to be the best choice to keep your arms free. You start pulling free right as I slip my arms under yours and clasp them behind your neck, us both getting to our knees, You can feel my cock behind you. My head next to yours as I start to tighten up the Full Nelson, I whisper in your ear... "Don't make me end it this way."

Socal Aaron:
I feel you loosening your arms from the choke as I hear you grunt in pain. Feeling like you are going to let go when you suddenly your arms under mine I feel your hands start to clasp behind my neck as we get to our knees. I flex my biceps hard trying to pull my arms down. Feeling your cock behind my pressing against my perfect ass. I hear you whisper not to let you end it this way. I grunt loud as I continue to try to flex out of the full Nelson “ Ahh. You are going to have to get it locked in first “ and I bring my head forward and try to slam it into your head for a reverse headbutt

Madison Jones:
It is fortunate for me that I actually HATE this move. You don't know that though Aaron, and so when you start fighting with your flexing, I actually don't resist too much. When you throw your head forward ready to deliver that reverse headbutt, I let go and shove you forward to your front breaking off the grapple entirely. The crowd seems... confused, maybe even disappointed as it is so easy to fuck a person in that hold... the source of my hate for it. I rise up having evaded the headbutt. "Stubborn Aaron, you know that. Stubborn!" I grab the leg I've been working, lift the ankle, and slam the knee down into the canvas, some clear frustration showing.

Socal Aaron:
As I bring my head forward I feel you suddenly release the Nelson. Yes, my beautiful big muscles must be too much for him I’m thinking. But before I can connect with the headbutt you shove me forward. And grab the ankle of the keg with the side knee. Saying I’m stubborn. “ It’s a wrestling match Madison, what do you want me to do lie down and let you win “ and you answer by slamming my knee into the mat. “ Ahhh Fuck “ I howl as I as I grab my knee and roll away to the ropes. As I try to get to my feet my knee feels like it’s not going to hold my weight as I groan. Glaring back at you.

Madison Jones:
"You're right Aaron..." Much of the cheering crowd wanted me to go for the kill. "This is a match... I want you to struggle, to fight, to scream even." I your good leg. "Wrestling is supposed to be fun..." I say it more to myself, my newest mantra, that I'm starting to lose faith in. Twist your kneed around my leg, reach for the other that you are nursing. If I can get it from you, I cross it over your other leg and fall backwards, locking you into a Figure Four Leglock.

Socal Aaron:
I feel you grab my good leg as telling me you want to struggle to fight to scream. And you twist it around your leg. I do let out another yell and as you tech for my bad leg I make a desperate attempt to sit up “ time for you to scream Madison “ and try for an uppercut to your jaw

Madison Jones:
Reaching for your leg, you sit up and throw an uppercut at my head hitting me in my jaw. I drop your leg, stagger back two steps... eyes narrow at you. I step forward two steps, lift my foot up, and go to kick you square in your chest aiming to flattening you to canvas. A long growl of anger if I succeed.

Socal Aaron:
You stagger back dropping my leg and as you lift your foot I grab it your ankle and twist and yank it hard hoping to get you to lose balance and fall to your chest

Madison Jones:
I don't fall to my chest, but I do fall to my side next to you. Another growl. Kick my leg to get it away from you, then roll away on my side two rotations. Close my eyes for a moment and take a deep breath expecting you can't reach me that quickly with the hurt ankle... I'm letting anger get the better of me. Bring my knees up to my chest and kip up, looking to see where you are, hands up defensive just in case you are on the offense.

Socal Aaron:
You manage to get away from me but I do avoid the stomp and likely something bigger to follow it and you look a little frustrated. My knee hurts but I’m not doing too bad otherwise. Your hands are up and I come in to meet you. As I reach up as I bring my arms up I move closer and quickly try to wrap them around your core trying to apply a tight bearhug to press our naked bodies together. 400 pounds of sweaty muscle

Madison Jones:
Hands up defensive, you reach in to grab me, my hands coming up between yours to block your obvious grab attempt. Pushing your hands aside, you see a smile on my face again, more of my calmer collected self showing again. I twist us to the side in the direction of your bad leg, flipping us around, me hooking that arm on that side with my own. I then try to hoist you up on my back flipping you upside in the process as I try to lock into one of the latest additions to my move list, a Inverted Gory Special made famous by Eddie Guerrero.

If I'm successful, I yell at you. "Give up.... or else."

Socal Aaron:
As I go to grab you. You somehow manage to Hook my arms and twist and flip my big beautiful muscled body onto your back. I am upside down, my legs hooked on your shoulders. I have no idea what you are doing and never saw this move. I try to grab and pull at your hands holding my legs. We are sweaty and if you lose your grip maybe I can slide down your back and cushion the blow. But I know I can’t stay in this long. You are screaming for me to give up or else. “ No way. Just wait until I get free from this. You will see “

Madison Jones:
Stretching a person out on your back while putting their body on full display is the appeal of the Gory Special, especially if they happen to be naked like you are. The crowd loves it obviously. The inverted one stretches your chest and your legs, your cummy cock up against your abs. You are right though that in terms of a submission, this is more for show than actual pain. You pull at my hands trying to get free, your sweat threatening to get you loose; valid but I'm not intending to hold you here, this was merely a setup. "Stubborn Aaron..." I repeat from earlier and then perform my most devastating move. I fling your 195 lbs frame over my shoulders executing a Reverse Alabama Slam.

Socal Aaron:
I hear you say again I’m stubborn. I’m thinking to myself. This is not all that painful. I know my chiseled body must look just AMAZING suspended here. I can’t help but look up at myself to catch a glance. When I feel you suddenly fling my body up and over your shoulders. I’m flying face first to the mat. I put my hands out to protect my beautiful glamorous face from the impact but still my chest and cute hit hard knocking the wind out of me as I lay flat. My muscular bare ass cheeks bouncing on the mat as I moan out in pain. Feeling in trouble now

Madison Jones:
Looking down at you, if this had been 2 months ago, I would have been wincing from the impact. I'm over that, this move is routine now, part of my arsenal. I drop down on your back now, me having slung you into the center of the ring. You hold your face... I'm happy you saved it, I paid the price for sparing it once this match. On your back I pull your arms away from you and bring them up over my knees. Hands coming under your chin, I put you in a Camel Clutch. "Give up." I say clearly in your ear.

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Socal Aaron:
I really am stunned. My body almost limp from that slam when I feel you get on my back. My big arms pulled onto your knees and your hands under my chin. Your body is the same size as mine. The pressure on my back and neck is enormous and you have me kicked in so tight. I cry out loud in pain. This is such a dominating submission hold. A look of pain and panic on my face. I hear you whisper in my ear to give up. “Ahh fuck. Okay. I submit. I give. Let go. “ knowing I have no way out

Madison Jones:
The Cute Ref on his knees next to you waves his hands as you give, me immediately letting go of your chin. I rise up letting your arms fall to the canvas as he raises my hand in victory, the crowd cheering for the finish. Well most of it. I step away from the Cute Ref and drop to my knees alongside you, checking you. "You ok?" It's almost more of a courtesy, we both know what comes next.

Socal Aaron:
You release me and I drop to the mat on my chest. As I moan in pain. You get down next to me and ask if I’m okay. I give you a half smile. “ yeah man think I’ll be fine “

Madison Jones:
"That's good." I slap your sweaty back in a friendly manner. "How do you want it, nice or rough?" I've been asking lately as some people seem annoyed with me being such a nice guy.

Socal Aaron:
You pat my back. Asking me if I want it nice or rough. I think. Who does this guy think he is ? I look at you and respond. Give it to me rough Madison.

Madison Jones:
"As you wish..." I slide up on your backside, pull you up to your hands and knees, and then pull back my foreskin. Spreading your ass with my fingers, I press my cock to your hole, reach forward and grab some of that hair, your pretty body looking fantastic while I start to mount you. There is no more asking, Mean Maddy is in control, I THRUST into you inch after inch, slow at first, speeding up, full 8 inside right to your prostate. To the cheers of the crowd, I start to fuck you.

Socal Aaron:
You pull me up on my hands and knees. Slide behind me. I feel you spread my perfect ass cheeks and feel your cock press against my tight hole as you grab my hair. I let out a gasp as you pull in my hair and then groan as you push your cock in slowly. All 8” and it hits my prostate. You fill up my hole with your big cock and I start to moan as you thrust and build up your rhythm. My body is sweating. My 9” rock hard between my legs and starting to leak. “ Ahh fuck Madison. Harder. Feels so good. Keep going. Harder “

Madison Jones:
And I do, I thrust at full speed in... Stop..... Slide back...... THRUST HARD IN. It is not something I would want to experience, but you want it. "Stroke yourself Aaron." I give you an order while I'm fucking you, the act speeding up as I release your hair, both hands coming up to your face, and hooding your chin.

Socal Aaron:
You do go faster and FUCK it feels good. I moan louder and you order me to STROKE MYSELF. "Yes Madison" I answer you as I bring one hand down and start to stroke my hard 9" cock as I feel your hands hooking my chin. I am loving the feel of you dominating me right now and I can barely control my cock anymore. I secretly like to get fucked this way and In public giving the choice I'd rather the fans think I was forced into this than actually am enjoying it so the decision is a win win for me. I start to moan even louder. I can feel myself about ready to shoot as my ass starts to tighten around your cock and massage it as it thrusts in and out. "Ahh Madison you are going to make me cum. I want you to cum inside me Madison. "

Madison Jones:
I pull you up to my chest now, head next to yours, "Cumming..." THRUST "Right..." THRUST "Up...." FINAL THRUST.... I moan deeply in your ear. "Cum... Araon...." I start to erupt inside of you.

Socal Aaron:
you pull me up to my chest. Your head against mine as you tell me it's cumming and I feel your final thrust and and I feel you erupt inside me flooding me with your warm cum and then I hear you as you tell me to cum. Like I have a choice as this hot stud fills me with his load and is in complete control over me. My ass tightens as my body tenses up and I erupt load after load all over my abs and my hand and the mat. Unable to stop as I moan out loudly my body trembling

Madison Jones:
Holding you there, stroking, I thrust a little more lightly as the orgasm takes... you spraying the canvas in front of you.

Madison Jones:
With me inside of you deep, I pump and pump. 3... 4... 5...... Moaning..... 6......... Louder........ 7......... "Oh Fuck Aaron!" ...... 8...... Clenching "So tight..." ..... 9 total ropes unload inside of your perfect ass, a load so thick and full it seems like I haven't shot in a day. Hand comes up to turn your head to the side, and then give you a deep kiss as hormones flood my mind.

Socal Aaron:
I feel you as you keep unloading load after load into my perfect ass as I stroke away releasing loads of cum like a a fountain. I work my ass clenching and releasing on your cock milking it dry. I know it feels as good to you as it does to me. You Fuck like a pro and you are fucking my perfect Model ass. We both win here and I feel you turn my head and lean in and we lock lips, pressed together as I lick your lips and our tongues meet kissing deeps. My heart is racing.

Madison Jones:
And I feel the racing heart next as I bring my hand up to your left pec, that beat of a man who just got fucked in the ring. The crowd cheers the rough now turned tender display. Finally I pull out of you, my cum GUSHING out onto the canvas. Bring your arm on your leg side up over my shoulder, and I help you out of the ring, the Cute Ref collecting my Rainbow Speedo and your Designer Trunks to follow.

Published: 2022-06-30, viewed 77 times.