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. - Dal Jobber - Age: 24, 6’1”, 181 lbs, 9” Cut Cock

Madison Jones:
My second match of the SECW Southern Scream Tours is here in Savannah Georgia. In the back locker room of the location, I'm sitting around as the make-up artist works on my face paint for the night. This evening I'm going out there against one of the regulars who swings by the bar I work at, Dalla aka DallJobber. I'm actually already rocking a hard bulge while I'm thinking about the grappling holds we will be in out there as the artist is finishing up. It's around this time I notice you in the locker room as well and give a casual wave from the chair.

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DalJobber:
I enter the locker room, getting ready for my first SECW match against one of my favorite bartenders who always treats me well. But today, the friendship is set aside and I'm on a path to work him over. I get to my locker and strip out of my shirt, pants, and briefs, bending over to put on my red trunks, giving Mady a closeup view of my ass and 9" cock. I sit on the bench waiting for my turn for face paint

- Dracula Facepaint

Madison Jones:
I do take notes of that 9 incher that comes out of your pants. While you are getting our face paint done, I give a simple "Good Luck." as I don't want to disrupt the artist by causing you to talk. I merely finish up my stretches and then head out.

DalJobber:
I finish up my Dracula face paint and get ready to head out to ring waiting for the announcer to call me out.

Announcer:
"Ladies and Gentleman, the following is a single fall by Pin or Submission, loser gets fucked! The first competitor, making his way to the ring for San Francisco California, standing at 5'10" and weighing in at 198 lbs. He is the rising star of the SECW! Madison Jones!"

Madison’s Music

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 in my blue trunks, many of them taking pictures of me in the facepaint. Rolling into the ring under the bottom rope while the crowd is cheering, I rise to my feet and climb a turnbuckle. Raising both hands, a shower of lights from cameras flashes over me before I finally drop down to my corner looking for Dallas to come and join me.

Announcer:
"And his challenger, from Dallas TX, strutting in at 6'1 181 lbs, the new guy on the tour, Dallas!"

DalJobber’s Music

DalJobber:
The Dallas theme song plays and I run out of the locker room, blue and silver lights spinning around as I make my way to the ring. I slide into the ring through the bottom rope. I hope to my feet and stand in the middle of the ring, flexing and stretching in the center before making my way to my corner.

Madison Jones:
Once we are both in the ring I look you over in your finished face paint. The crowd is loving the theme. The ref calls us to the center of the ring and starts to go over the rules talking about a clean fight. While he does, I hold out my hand for a shake.

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DalJobber:
I walk to the center, trying to put our friendship aside during this match, I'm hungry for a win in my first match on this tour. I extend my handout ready for a fun fair fight.

- Handshake

Madison Jones:
The show of respect is received warmly. Breaking it off a moment later, the bell rings and I go to lock up with you with a collar and elbow, us starting to feel the joys of our muscles pushing against each other in a way that only wrestlers truly appreciate. I then start trying to push you toward a corner.

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DalJobber:
The bell rings and I quickly lock up with this stud in front of me, planting my back foot down to get some leverage to keep you from pushing me back into the corner. I lower my shoulder and push into you harder, using every ounce of strength I have.

Madison Jones:
The collar and elbow still locked up, you double down on your resistance pressing your shoulder to my chest. I can't help but smile at it as I take advantage, calling to my back while I break off the lockup. I throw my boot into your gut in the process and proceed to kick you over my shoulder with a Monkey Flip towards my corner listening for how you take the landing.

DalJobber:
I'm making some good progress pushing you into the corner. I can see us getting closer to the spot I plan to smash your back into. Suddenly you let go and I stumble forward a bit before your boot slams into my abs, and air flies out of my mouth. Before I can recover, I'm flying over, everything blurry around me until my back smacks into the canvas BOOM! The whole ring shakes and I lean up holding onto my back

Madison Jones:
Hearing the clatter of the canvas, I can tell you took the impact instead of rolling or somehow preventing it, good. I bring my knees to my chest and kip-up to standing now, using some energy to get up quickly so I can keep the advantage.

Turning your way after, I move in looking to keep up the assault. I reach for your arm with you on your back and pull it away from your body, my boots against your face and ribs while I stretch the joint out.

DalJobber:
I feel you flip back up to your feet and try to army crawl away from you to the ropes so I can pull myself up. Just as I reach out to grab onto the rope, I feel you grab my arm and apply a brutal stretch, My face pressed into your boot, the other crushing my ribs. Groaning as I reach out to the ropes with my free hand, so close to grabbing it and breaking free

Madison Jones:
The ref sees you grab the rope and I immediately release it before he even has to declare the rope break. Knowing the damage has already been done, I get to my feet and back off, hands coming up defensive as I move back toward the center of the ring. "Come on Dallas, show me some bite." I gesture for you to come join me while I get ready to counter a grapple if you start one.

DalJobber:
Thankful that I reach the rope before you pull my shoulder out of the socket. I pull myself up using the ropes. Get back up to my feet facing you, I walk closer to you, my back and arm still aching. I fire a kick to your right ankle to distract you followed by a higher kick up into your side.

Madison Jones:
The kick to my ankle causes me to wince, but it being the first hit I've taken, is something I can brush off. Your second higher kick however doesn't go ignored, it lands solidly against my right side. My right-hand wraps around the limb though, hand bracing behind your knee, me growling from the impact. I then fall backward and toss you behind me performing a Dragon Screw, me hoping to work that knee and land another blow to your back from impact.

DalJobber:
I land my first powerful kick to your side but am surprised when you hook my ankle, I bounce on my free leg trying to stay balanced. I try to throw a fist at your face but I'm out of reach and instead, I'm flipped back over onto my back. Still trapped in your leg lock

Madison Jones:
The blow you did to my side did hurt, it shows the power of your legs. I however am still very fresh, barely any sweat showing while the wolf make-up showing clearly for the camera. Still holding your leg, I now reach for that arm I was pulling on earlier. If I get ahold of it, I ram my boots into your back and start to stretch you out as I pull both joints, aiming to lock in a grounded Bow and Arrow.

DalJobber:
I reach out for the rope but instead, you grab the same arm that you pulled on earlier, putting me in a bow and arrow. My leg and arm are being pulled and stretched beyond their limits. I use my other arm to reach for the ropes as I yell out. "ahhhh shit!!" slapping and banging down on the canvas

Madison Jones:
This time the ropes are a little out of reach, you instead banging down on the canvas in pain while I continue to stretch you out putting you on display. The crowd is enjoying the view for sure with some pictures being taken. I give you another good pull of your arm and leg and then let go causing the limbs to rocket forward. I then rise to my knees next to you reaching for your arm and trying to pull you up aiming to secure that good arm into a hammerlock.

DalJobber:
My hard body and rock-hard bulge in my trunks are on full display for the crowd, my Dracula makeup starting to run down my face and onto the canvas. I keep banging the canvas until you finally release me. I fling back face-first into the canvas, groaning and holding my shoulder. I'm laid out unable to counter before you pull me up, I stand there holding my arm until you wrap me up again.

Madison Jones:
That arm behind your back, I hold your back to my chest allowing you to feel my bulge against your ass. You can tell I'm hard. With your hurt arm being free, my free hand comes down to the front of your trunks and feels your bulge. "You're loving this aren't you Dallas?" My fingers slip inside with a few whistles from the crowd and I feel your cut cock, then I go to pull it out giving it a couple of strokes. Let's see how you respond as I expose you to the crowd.

DalJobber:
You wrap up my good arm, leaving my bad arm hanging down. I can feel your hard bulge rubbing against my ass, making my cock twitch in my trunks. I hear you taunt me and my cock pulses a bit listening to you whisper in my ear. You whip out my 9" cock, stroking it, dripping precum onto the canvas. The crowd gets more excited and starts snapping more pics. I know I need to get out of this hold so I swing a head back trying to headbutt you.

Madison Jones:
Taking hold of your cock well, I start to stroke it while precum drops from your tip. I'm about to taunt you again when your head slams back into mine causing me to cry out. I fall backward releasing your arm, then bring both knees to my chest as I try and slam my boots into your back as hard as I can.

DalJobber:
I finally break free from your hold, my head takes a little of the impact but not as much as your head does. I quickly reach down and pull my leaking cock back into my trunks. I get ready to lean forward to the ropes before you slam your boots into my aching back. I fall forward face down on the mat, holding my back and trying to crawl away from you

Madison Jones:
You start trying to crawl away from me. My knees to my chest, I kip up again with sweat showing on my body, the makeup starting to run on my face. I reach down to grab the back of your legs as you crawl and flip you on your back while dragging you back to the center of the ring. I then raise my boot and try to stomp on your back leg I worked earlier hoping to debilitate you.

DalJobber:
Reaching out for the ropes, the crowd can see the look of pain in my eyes, I'm grabbing at the canvas as you pull me back to the center. I'm flipped over and I can see the remnants of the wolf's face and a look of terror in your eyes, not the same bartender I've been going to for a while. I see you lift your leg like you're in slow motion but can't move in time and you stomp it down hard on my hurt leg. I roll over holding my leg screaming in pain

Madison Jones:
You're right, you are seeing a competitive side of me, something far different than the guy who makes you a drink with a smile. Feeling you are properly debilitated now, I go to heat things up as I reach down to grab your trunks, then go to pull them off your body. The crowd cheers as I expose you, me dropping them behind me as I don't care to collect trophies.

DalJobber:
I feel you grab onto my trunks but I have little strength to fight back, I try to kick at you while you pull them off by my legs and do little damage. I'm laying there completely naked, and my cock springs up and slaps my abs. I roll to my side trying to cover up my exposed cock and balls

Madison Jones:
Your embarrassment and modesty brings a smile to my face, it's rare to see around here. I then go over to your back while you roll on your side trying to cover your manhood, the crowd cheering as I reach down to grab that good arm. I then pull it off your chest stepping over you, dropping to my back while pulling it to my chest with my legs around it. I go to apply a Cross Armbar, and in the process put you on display.

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DalJobber:
I'm curled up in a fetal position trying to keep the crowd from seeing my hard cock and leaking balls while trying to protect my body. My good arm is pulled into an armbar, and my other arm is barely able to move after it is nearly pulled out of the socket. My cock throbs and moves off my abs and points straight up into the air for the whole crowd to see. precum is dribbling down my cock the tighter you pull.

Madison Jones:
While I'm holding your arm, I ease up on the pressure instead now aiming to restrain more than hurt. One hand holding the arm still, my free hand comes down to take hold of your cock. I start to stroke you again as the crowd cheers, many of them taking video recordings with their phones.

I monitor your face while doing this, my fingers coiled around your cock with my thumb slipping around on your cockhead through the precum. I wait till you come to the edge to see how you handle this.

DalJobber:
I get a little relief as you let go, my other arm still trying to reach out and break free. I feel you grab onto my cock and start to stroke me, I've been rock hard this whole match and know I won't last long like this, my cock throbbing and pulsing, body jolting up ready to spew my load all over the mat, and my body

Madison Jones:
I consider edging you now, my stroking stopping while the crowd starts to call for it. They want you to cum, they want the rising start of this federation to do what he does best, dominate his opponent and make him spew. How can I refuse them? I continue to stroke you now Dallas until you shoot your load or stop me from doing it.

DalJobber:
I continue to moan and groan as you stroke me. I feel you stop right before I shoot my load. "ahhh fuck let me go!" my cock continues to throb and pulse. You stroke it a few more times before my cock erupts in your hand. Shooting cum all over my body, your hand, and the mat. The crowd goes insane seeing you milk my cock. It continues to pulse and dribble out cum. My body almost collapses releasing all of my energy with the loss of my load

Madison Jones:
I stroke you a little bit more making sure your load is full out of you, a smile on my face as I feel your warm juice all over my hand. I then release your arm and get up to my knees alongside you, and start to rub that cum all over your abs and chest almost like it is a lotion. Once I have you coated in white, I then stand up and drop my trunks with the crowd again cheering, my own hard uncut 8 incher coming out to play as I get ready to end this.

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DalJobber:
I lay out on the canvas, and my cock releases the last bit of cum before it starts going soft. I'm laid out spread eagle as you start to rub my sticky cum all over my abs. it begins to dry quickly adding some humiliation to your beat down. I see you pull out and start to jerk your massive cock over me. The crowd is cheering encouraging you to end this match and take your prize

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Madison Jones:
Your cock starts to soften and that's something I don't want. Next to you, I take hold of it and stroke it a few more times before sliding myself on top of your chest. My cock hanging over your face, I slip my foreskin then reach back and grab your legs. Pulling them forward under my arms, I lean forward with my cock pressed to your face. I can feel your cock pressed against my back, your legs spread with your hole visible to the crowd. The Ref slides into place and starts his count while slapping the canvas. "One... Two..."

DalJobber:
I'm still breathing heavily, gasping for air, trying to catch my breath from releasing my built-up load. My cock grows hard again as you stroke it and from the view of your beautiful body and cock. Your ass falls on my chest and face staring straight up at your alpha cock. I know you're going for a schoolboy pin but I don't have the strength to stop you. Your cock pressed into my face as you lift my ass giving the crowd a perfect view of my tight shaved hole.....I hear 2 slaps but am unable to break out and the final ...3 count as he bangs his hand into the canvas. DING DING DING. The bell rings and I am toast.

Madison Jones:
I feel you struggling, fighting the pin, your legs straining as I hold you there helpless. It's intoxicating, the process causing my cock to grow harder and leak a little on your face. Once the bell rings, I hold you there a little longer and then release your legs letting them fall with your cock against standing straight up while I stay mounted. I slide my legs down alongside your ribs, reach for your wrists, and pull them down alongside your head. The cheers as I then thrust my hips forward and rub my cock all over your face ruining whatever is left of your makeup. "Open up, get me ready for your ass."

DalJobber:
The bell rings and my body is laid out looking up at you with your wolf face mostly gone from the sweat, the rest of your body covered in sweat, your abs glistening. Trapped underneath your body with your cock and balls rubbing all over my face. My Dracula makeup covers your cock in different colors. Your ball and cock sweat smearing my makeup around and giving me a manly scene to take in as you grind all over my face. I know I've been defeated and must accept my fate. I open my mouth giving you access to my open throat.

Madison Jones:
Taking my cock into your mouth, you can taste a mix of my precum, sweat, and makeup. I start to thrust into your mouth, fucking your face, the many pictures and footage being taken of the scene for promotional material of the SECW.

After a good amount of thrust, a long moan coming from me as some sweat drips from my face onto the canvas above your head, I start to ease up as I move so close now to my orgasm.

DalJobber:
I open my mouth thinking I'm going to suck you off and get you wet and lubed up. Instead, you thrust your cock into my mouth and down my throat. All 8" lodged down my throat, I start to gag and choke, looking up into your eyes filled with lust. My legs bucking underneath me trying to grasp for air while your cock blocks it. I see cameramen out of the corner of my eye making sure to capture every moment. My cock is rock hard again and so close to shooting, completely turned on by the powerful throat fuck I just endured.

Madison Jones:
Breathing heavily, I pull out of your mouth now so you can breathe, then on my knees, come around to your legs. I pull you up to your hands and knees and come around behind you, one hand closing your sticky cum covered abs, the other holding your shoulder. My cock pressing against your hold, I put you in the Referee's position.

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And then I start to push into you fucking you in the position fitting the makeup I was wearing, I go to fuck you doggy style.

DalJobber:
You pull out of my mouth and I roll over onto my side gasping for air and coughing, trying to recover from the throat fucking. I know this isn't over and I'm pulled up to my hands and knees, I feel you behind me your cock rubbing against my hole. I instinctively tighten up but your meaty cock easily pushes through, opening up my hole and making me take you in balls deep. As you enter, I let out a loud groan "oooohhhhhgfffff....fuck" my ass stretching around your cock opening up so you can pound into me.

Madison Jones:
I enter slowly too, letting out a moan as you tighten up, making me Force my way in. "Oh fuck." I say I am thrusting into you, each one aimed at your prostate. I pull you up to my chest and whisper into your ear. "Stroke yourself... shoot that fucking load while I claim you." I then start to suck on your neck.

DalJobber:
My cock is already rock hard when you slide in and out of me "uggggh Fuck Maddy!" I scream out as you slam into my prostate. I hear you whisper in my ear and I grab hold of my cock and start to stroke. Moaning with each thrust into my prostate. The crowd is loving this, snapping photos, watching me about to blow a second load today

Madison Jones:
My hand slides down over yours while you stroke yourself, me sucking on your neck while my thrusts slow. I wouldn't want to erupt before you after all... Gripping your hand I give you some strokes with my thumb rubbing your tip again, then once I think you are close I bring my hands to your hips and start to thrust harder and faster.

DalJobber:
"ohhhh damn Maddy your cock feels so good" the camera zooming in on my face as I moan out. I feel your hand start to work my cock and my hips start rocking back and forth in line with your thrusts. I'm getting close to releasing another load but just before I do, you start slamming hard and fast into my prostate. This makes me yell out in ecstasy and my cock shoots 6 huge shots of cum all over the canvas in front of me. My head falls back onto your shoulder as I release.

Madison Jones:
And so I fuck some cum out of you while you spray the canvas, my head nuzzling yours affectionately as you lean back against me afterward.

I then go to lower you down on our chest still plowing away into you. I'm so close now, I want to moan long and deep, but I surprise it for as the rising star of this federation, the man who is likely to become the champ at this point, a show of strength is needed. I bring up my biceps and FLEX for the crowd while fucking you.

DalJobber:
My chest and face pressed into the canvas, laying in my pool of cum that now covers my face and mixes with the dried cum from my first load. I continue to leak cum as you thrust into me. The crowd roars when you give them a double bicep flex behind me. The screen split between a closeup of your flex and the look of immense pleasure on my face

Madison Jones:
With one final thrust into your prostate, I let out a LOOONG moan with my eyes rolling up while still flexing. I start to cum. 3... 4.... Another moan.... 5....... 6...... OH Fuck Dallas..... 7.... Thrusting again...... 8....... FASTER....... 9....... Clenching up...... 10..... total ropes flood you and start to leak out. I load so thick and full, it is as though I have not shot in days.

I lower myself on you, hands pressing against your back as I almost collapse from the intense orgasm. Arms then wrap around your chest while I start to thrust more, slow and deep, my cock now gliding through you lubricated with my seed. I lay there fucking you a bit more passionately while nuzzling the side of your head.

DalJobber:
I feel your cock start to pulse then unload over and over deep into my ass. I let out a long moan right along with you. Your body collapses on mine, our sweat rubbing together. Your cock feels amazing inside my ass, I can't hold myself up anymore and collapse onto the canvas with you on top of me.

Madison Jones:
I lay there for a moment, the thrusting slows... then stops. "Oh fuck Dallas, that was good." I whisper in your ear, then I pull out with some cum leaking out of your hole. I push up to my knees then rise, me reaching for your shoulders. I pull you up and with a final show of strength, I sling over my shoulder to the cheers of the crowd, then go to take backstage.

Published: 2022-10-22, viewed 75 times.