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. - Fearless Freddie - Age: 25, 6’1”, 181 lbs, 8” Cut Cock

Madison Jones:
Another match in SECW's Southern Screams Tour, tonight against Fearless Freddie in Tallahassee Florida. We've had a few good matches before, tonight is a simple one, single with the loser getting fucked. I'm sitting in the back in my blue trunks and boots while the makeup artist is finishing when I see you around. "Hey Fred." I give a wave while the arts gets annoyed at my sudden movement.

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Fearless Freddie:
I enter the ring in Tallahassee for a Southern Screams fight with my old rival Mads ... see you getting made up ... 'Ah Mads is a cute little puppy' ... I am behind you but you do not see me in the mirror ... you turn ... and I snarl

- Dracula Face Paint

Madison Jones:
Strangely I seem to know you are there having waved to you. "How did you..." The artist sighs as I talk. "It's good enough, gonna come off under the lights anyways." I hop up out of the chair and stretch my arms. "How did you make your reflection disappear, Fred?"

Fearless Freddie:
“It is my Transylvanian roots Mads ha ha ha” I laugh ghoulishly

Madison Jones:
"I see. I'll remember to add you to the Red Russian list at the bar. Anyhow, see you out there Fred, they are sending me out first." I smile and head out as I hear the announcer starting up.

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

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 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 Fearless Freddie to come and join me.

Announcer:
“And his opponent, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 181 lbs. Fearless Freddie!”

Fearless Freddie’s Music

Fearless Freddie:
The organ sounds up. I walk to the ring black cape covering black speedos and black boots ... hop the ropes with a cape flourish ... crowd gasps as it seem like I flew over the top rope ... remove cape and my stare silences the crowd ... but I recoil to my corner from the flashing lights ...

Madison Jones:
With both of us in the ring, the Ref pulls us to the center so he can go over the rules. While he is making it clear he wants a clean fight with no dirty fighting, I can't help but to smirk thinking about your entrance. "Nice touch with the organ music." I hold out my hand for a shake.

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Fearless Freddie:
We are called to the center ... ref goes over the rules ... you offer your hand for a shake ... I grip it with mine that is like ice ... snarl as we are sent back to our corners...

Madison Jones:
Cold to the touch too... You see maybe a little concern in my eyes with that. I hope you get warmed up during this match, the idea of fucking a corpse is less than appealing to me. Anyhow, you back away while I stay there in the center, the bell ringing as I bring my hands up and invite you to come lock up with the collar and elbow. I get ready for you just in case you come charging at me.

Fearless Freddie:
The bell goes ... we move out and circle ... you seem wary then I lunge into a tight collar and elbow lock up ... twist and work you.

- Collar & Elbow

Madison Jones:
All the unusual stuff aside, we lock up and you see a smile come to my face from the joy of muscle working muscles here in the center of the ring. You've always been a little lighter than me, a little taller. During that struggle, I grab your arm and go to flip you over me with an Arm Drag, holding you on the canvas under me working your left arm with your chest on display. I go to rest my knee over the side of your face starting to smear that makeup of yours.

Fearless Freddie:
We tussle ... the /i am grabbed arm rolled and slam on my back ... you try to smear my face ... as you do swing a forearm smash into yours.

Madison Jones:
You throw your right arm up into mine holding you down, me wincing from the impact. I growl in response, a low almost animalistic one. I twist your left arm some more giving it a tight twist aggravating the joint then release, me rising to my then trying to drop down with a knee to the side of your ribs.

Fearless Freddie:
You work me on the mat ... holding me down pinning me ... after the forearm ... you set me up then rise up ... I roll lke lightening to avoid the knee drop and you drill the deck.

Madison Jones:
My knee hitting the canvas, I let out another growl as you get away from me. No matter, I rise to face you, hands up defensive up front. Moving towards you I reach for your Left Arm, and then go to Irish Whip you into a corner.

Fearless Freddie:
I scramble up but grabbed a whipped into the buckle OOOOOOOFFFFFFFF winded in the corner.

Madison Jones:
That's fortunate as I'm rushing right after you, jumping as I get to the corner and landing with my feet on the second rope. Standing tall over your, my bulge just an inch from your face, I raise my right hand while grabbing some of your hair with the left.

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I then start to rain down punches against your head smearing that vampire makeup while the crowd counts along. "One! Two!"

Fearless Freddie:
Sprawled into a corner ... you leap ... pushing your massive tent into my face ... 'This dog has some bone' I think ... then head pummeled in the corner ... I slump ... the ref starts to count ... you are standing over me ... I flick my head to to deliver a head butt into your lower abdomen.

Madison Jones:
The count continues while I hold you there. "Three!" That's when you headbutt me to my bricks. With a grunt, both hands grab the top rope to stabilize me to prevent me from falling, and my legs hop down to the canvas. Looking you in the eyes, I growl, then lower my shoulder. With my arms coming down to grip the bottom middle rope alongside you, I start to shoulder-check you.

Fearless Freddie:
You grab and pound my abs in the corner really working me over ... I moan as my abs take the punishment ... then as you slam into my pecs I raise my arms and bring a double axe handle down hard between your blades.

Madison Jones:
The axe handle drops me to my knees with my face sliding against your chest smearing some of my makeup onto it. My chin slides a little lower, pressing against your bulge to get a feel for how aroused you are so far. I then wrap my arms around your core, go to lift your 181 lbs frame up while turning 180 degrees, and try to Spinebuster you.

Fearless Freddie:
The axe handle slumps you and you bury your face in my tenting crotch with you trying to grip your hair but you grab a lift me ... turn and ram me into the mat with a spinebuster ... I roll and twitch on the mat.

Madison Jones:
On my knees with some deep breathing from exertion, you roll away trying to escape. That sets something off in me like you are a wounded prey fleeing. I then practically leap at you, trying to land on your chest with my knees alongside your ribs. If it works, I grab your wrists and hold them down alongside your head, with the ref coming in for a pin count.

Fearless Freddie:
You are on fire ... see you do the werewolf leap trying to go for the splash pin ... but I suddenly jack knife to bury my black boot into your incoming abs.

Madison Jones:
My gut landing on your boots, I let out a deep gasp as I was completely unprepared for that, a stupid mistake. I fall to the side clutching my core, then roll away from you to the ropes needing a moment.

Fearless Freddie:
Roll away ... haul up on the ropes ... sucking in air ... go over to you writhing and clutching your abs ... haul you up from behind ... then grip you in the German suplex ... hoist then drill your shoulders into the mat.

- German Suplex

Madison Jones:
The crowd cheers as you take control, me letting out a loud grunt as you deliver a strong suplex. You don't hold it for a pin, so I fold over myself and end up on my front, me starting to get up to my knees afterward. I play up the pain from the impact expecting you to come to capitalize on the damage you've done. With me on my hands and knees, I get ready to counter a grapple.

Fearless Freddie:
Suck in air as you roll and writhe ... looking to capitalize ... see you on all fours ... dive on your back ... try for a camel but can't get you gripped ... we roll and grapple on the mat ground fighting for position ... slip my thighs around your bod ... lock ankles ... squeezing into your abs right where my boots connected.

- Body Scissors

Madison Jones:
You don't make it to the body scissors, unfortunately, as I was serious about being ready to counter your grapple. When you come up to me looking to take advantage while I'm on my hands and knees starting to step overhead and aiming to apply a camel clutch, I interrupt your sequence. I grab hold of your right leg, rise up holding it to my chest, and then fall backward flipping you overhead. Working your knee in the process, I toss you with a Dragon Screw.

Fearless Freddie:
You foil the scissors as I scramble to my feet but you grab my ankle as you toss me to the mat with a brilliantly executed Dragon Screw.

Madison Jones:
On my back now after tossing you, I bring my knees to my chest and kip-up to standing, burning some energy to get up quickly while the crowd cheers. My facepaint is starting to run...

I then move your way looking to take advantage of you while you are down. I reach to grab ahold of that leg I just worked, lift it up, and go to slam it down against the canvas hoping to further debilitate it.

Fearless Freddie:
Roll on the mat ... see to bounce up in your signature kip up ... roll to all fours ... but you quickly grab a leg lift and AAAAAARRRGGGHHHH slam down on it ... roll holding leg ... see you move in ... roll to skittle you off your feet ... as you fall ... grab a wrist and hammer lock up your back ... crank on the hammer.

Madison Jones:
While you rise to your feet, I am eyeing that leg of yours. You reach for my hand and pull it behind my back with a hammerlock with me wincing as your taller frame causes me to rise to my toes. I give a growl as my trunks are tenting with the crowd clearly noticing that. I sling my free elbow back into your ribs, then go to push you backward aiming to ram your back into a turnbuckle so I can pull my arm free afterward.

Fearless Freddie:
Crank the hammer ... OOOOOFFFFFFFF ... take a sharp elbow stab to my ribs ... but use that as my chance to grip your other wrist ... twist it into a hammer lock too ... grit teeth to heave a hoist you ... suspending you in the double hammers ... displaying your tent to the crowd ... my throbbing bulge rubs against your ass ... face contorts as I hold you up.

Madison Jones:
Another growl of frustration as you hook the other arm holding me in a double hammerlock. Not only that, you put great strain on my arms as you lift me forcing a cry out of me. I then raise both legs up and slam my boot into the knee I've been working aiming to further hurt it. If that causes you to tumble forward, I roll you over me to the center freeing myself.

Fearless Freddie:
Gritting teeth … face blood red ... shaking you like a rag doll ... hearing you groaning from the pressure on the hammers ... then AAAARRRRGGGHHHHHH ... you swing a heel into my kneecap ... I buckle fall forward slam down on the mat on top of you ... lose the grip on your wrist ... scrambling on your bod trying to get you under control again.

Madison Jones:
As you fall forward, I control it as I said, using the downward momentum to flip you over my shoulder. With you in the center of the ring, I reach for your arm and right leg. Ramming my boots in your back, I try to put you on display while applying a grounded bow and arrow.

Fearless Freddie:
We roll and grapple you grab and arm ... then a leg ... I twist and struggle ... as you apply a bow and arrow NNNOOOOO MAN NNNNOOOOO I scream ... twisting to try to break the hold.

Madison Jones:
I pull tight working you as your full frontside is on display to our crowd. Some of them take pictures as the wolfman dominates the vampire. A moment later I go letting your arm and leg and let them fling forward while you roll on your back. I kip-up again stay in control, reach down to grab your trunks, and go to pull them from your body while the crowd whistles in approval.

Fearless Freddie:
You display my tent to the crowd ... I twist and struggle ... then suddenly you release ... I roll to get up ... then WTF ... my speedos are ripped from me ... crowd going wild as they see the vampire's tail ... roll bare assed on the mat.

Madison Jones:
"Where're you going Fred? Thought you wanted to put people on display!" I toss the speedo and move after you, this is hardly the first time we've wrestled around naked. I reach for your head to pull you to standing followed by a knee to your gut to help keep you under control as I've targeted that a bit this match. I then try to hook one arm while pivoting to the side, sliding my head down against your back and to your ass aiming to hook your other arm. If it works, I then hoist you up on my back upside down, putting you in an Inverted Gory Special made famous by the late Eddie Guerrero.

Fearless Freddie:
Rolling butt naked ... then my head grabbed and OOOFFFF gut kneed again ... you twist and hoist me on your back in the Guerrero speciality ... I twist and struggle ... my tackle on display for all ... the fast paced action has left most wrestlers slippery with sweat ... making it difficult to keep a grip on the Inverted Gory ... UUUURRRGGGHHH ... Feel my neck stretch ... flick my head between your legs trying to break the hold.

Madison Jones:
With you hanging on my back, you refuse to submit. "Should have given up Fred." The crowd gets really excited for what happens next. Grabbing hold of your ankles with us my shift face the center of the ring, I then fling your 181 lbs frame forward over my head face into the canvas performing my most devastating move... The Amabala Slam.

I stand over you breathing heavily a mix of shock, fatigue, and anger showing.

Fearless Freddie:
The head flick into your magic inch just enflames you ... you heave and flip me to the deck in a devastating Reverse Alabama slam ... I moan and groan on the mat my bare ass exposed.

Madison Jones:
I now go for the finish. I step on the back of your knees bringing your ankles up to intertwine with my own. Most people are almost knocked out from that move, stunned for sure, and so unless you really are a vampire, I would be shocked to see you recover. Reaching forward I start to pull back your arms as I get you ready for my finisher, the Romero Special. Let's see if you can get out of it.

Fearless Freddie:
Dazed and stunned by the slam ... feel you step on my legs to vine the with mine ... but and struggle try to sto[ you taking a grip of my arms that are slippery with sweat.

Madison Jones:
You struggle weakly trying to get free, perhaps aware of what is coming. With both hands secured, I start to rock back now. Once bringing your head and chest off the canvas slightly, twice almost bringing you up to your knees. On the third rock, I bring you up to your knees but then keep going as I raise you up into the air with the bright lights raining down on you... the same lights you hissed at in your entrance. I transition into the second part of the Romero Special, a Suspended Surfboard.

Fearless Freddie:
Rock and twist but you manage to grip my arms ... my pecs are peeled from the mat ... I struggle and twist ... then you start to rock ... AAARRRRGGGHHHH NNNNNOOOOO ... shake my head spraying beads of sweat ... now my pace is exposed as you rock ... trying to fight the surf … then you roll and hoist me into a suspended surfboard ... holding me aloft ... my boner pointing to the lights ... AAARRRRGGGHHHHHH ...

YES YES YES I scream.

Madison Jones:
With you screaming out Yes, the Ref decides that you are giving up and waves his hand calling it. The bell rings while I hold you there a little longer so the crowd can get the pictures they want. Finally, I lower you to your knees again and release your hands letting you flop forward. I bring my knees to my chest again and kip-up, the ref there to raise my hand in victory while the crowd cheers... then I turn to you. Thumbs coming to the rim of my blue trunks, I drop them now as we both know what comes next.

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Fearless Freddie:
Released and dropped to the mat ... sucking in air ... the crowd cheers your victory and the bats humiliation ... look back a see the stake you have prepared to dispatch the vampire.

Madison Jones:
I drop to my knees behind you, grab your hips, and pull you to your hands and knees. I plan to finish off this vampire in a special way tonight, but first I need to get into position. You know what comes next, I use my knee to spread your legs giving me access to your hole while the crowd cheers, then pull back my foreskin while pushing my cock to your hole. I lean over you putting us in the Referee's Position.

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I then whisper in your ear, "I'm going to fuck you now Fred. Hang on tight."

Fearless Freddie:
The werewolf positions me ... he is going to ram his stake in doggie style ... AAAAWWWWWWWWW ... feel the stake push in ... AAAWWWW MAN ... clench my buttocks and twist some to heighten the pleasure for Wolfie.

Madison Jones:
I push into you now, my cock sliding in with the tip wet from my precum. I move in slowly, forcing my way in as you resist. I can't help but moan, it Feels Sooo Gooood. "Oh fuck Fred..." My hand on your back, I start to thrust now, nearly pulling my cock out, but keeping the tip in to spare you repeated penetrations. The crowd starts to cheer while I do indeed take you doggy style.

Fearless Freddie:
AAAWWWWW MAN I moan as you hump my hole ... AAAAAHHHHHHHH! reach and grab your hand to bring it to my throbbing cock ... AAAAHHHHHHH moans as your thrust and thrust.

Madison Jones:
While you take my hand to your cock, my other arm comes around your neck. I PULL you to my chest, your frontside on display to the crowd while I start to stroke your cock.

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Fingers coiled around your shaft, they slide up and down while my thumb rubs around on your cockhead catching whatever precum is there, my fingers lingering over your v-spot with each stroke. While I stroke down on your cock, I thrust into your prostate. I keep doing this now, until you give up your load for the crowd.

Fearless Freddie:
AAAAWWWWWW MNA edging ... trying to hold on to my load until the last minute ... clench again twist and grind my ass onto your might cock ... then AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW my canon erupts shooting punds of cum across the ring.

Madison Jones:
And so I milk you while I fuck you, flashes of picture phones flashing with the eruption.

I keep stroking, slowing my thrust so I can hold out a little longer for the finish I have planned. I stroke your cock a few more times, then bring my fingers to your balls to massage them, helping any final seed out of you. Leaning my head forward, I kiss your neck showing that there is compassion here, an empathy for a creature of the night. "Time to finish."

I bring my arms under yours spreading them wide, then under the lights that are bright as day, I throw myself backward pulling you with me still impaled on my spike. I wrap my legs around yours and start to hump while I lock you into my Grounded Crucifix Nelson.

Fearless Freddie:
Laying on your hot sweaty bod ... groan and moan as I take your thrust ... I can feel your sausage start to sperm in my hole.

Madison Jones:
With one final thrust up into you, you feel it happen... I cum. 3... 4... Moaning... 5... Thrust again... 6... 7... Oh Fuck... 8... Sucking your neck... 8... Clenching... 10... Total ropes unload into you, a sacrament as sacred as holy water or so the bible says. I hold us there for a moment longer, your body clenched tight. ...Then I release.

Fearless Freddie:
Feel you erupt you suck my neck in ecstasy ... AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW MAN ... feel you inject me with your hot cream.

Madison Jones:
Flipping you on your side, I pull out of you and hug you almost like we are lovers, a nuzzle to the side of your head while I spoon you in the center of the ring. A deep breath later, I rise up needing to do my usual exit. I go to lift you over my shoulder and take us from the ring, a play slap to your ass while I carry you away.

Fearless Freddie:
You ease out ... we cuddle some ... lip lock ... I move to suck on your neck ... moan then bite down some ... you lift me ... and carry my defeated body to the locker room ... we enter and you see yourself in the mirror … and see ... NO REFLECTION.

Published: 2022-10-29, viewed 69 times.