Strike OR Pass

11:47 Xppilot1: I have created the private room #Price_faces_Mike.

11:47 Xppilot1: I have invited @Your_Man_Price to join #Price_faces_Mike.

11:54 Xppilot1: I toss my bag and street clothes into the ratty locker. I don’t know much about my opponent. His name seems to ring a bell in my memory. I can’t quite remember why. He is much younger I know. I sort of wonder if I’m getting set up. Closing the door I take a quick look in the mirror on the closest wall. Not bad for an old man, I smile. Walking through the deserted gym, I can tell someone has cranked up the air conditioning. I step up and into the cage. Going to the far side I start to stretch my 6’2” frame, waiting to get a look at Price.

11:55 Xppilot1: I have invited @Amalia_Torres to join #Price_faces_Mike.

11:57 Xppilot1: I have invited @Amalia_Torres to join #Price_faces_Mike.

12:01 Your_Man_Price: I get a text about a match and I know exactly who I’m pitted against. I’m actually pretty psyched to give this match a go. I rush over to the old gym. It’s deserted for the most part and I open up a locker. Toss on my red square cuts. Take off my shirt and lock up my stuff as I walk past the mirrors. Hit a quick flex. As I take my 27 year old body out to the gym. At 5’9” 205 lbs I give up a size. But I’m confident as hell has I strut out. I see you stretching out in the cage. “Well well welll it really is Coach Mike — my high school wrestling coach”. I’m beaming with pride as I step into the cage. I go to shake your hand but instead do a quick huge. “You’re holding up damn nice. Remember me now coach?”

12:01 Xppilot1:

12:01 Your_Man_Price:

12:08 Xppilot1: Fuck. I remember now. This is one of the kids I coached in high school. He’s pumped and so young. This may be harder than I thought. I cringe when he calls me “Coach Mike”. Reminds me of how old I am getting. At 6’2” I’m 5 inches taller than he is and I have a few pounds on him. I need to put him down fast, not let him wear me down. He has stamina and maybe strength on his side. I watch him strut toward me. He’s confident, no question. I’m not scaring him. “Ahhh. Price.” I smile falling for the offered handshake. “Looks like you have kept up your workouts.” I watch you closely. “Not too late to back out. Unless you want a new coaching session.” I smile again, broader.

12:11 Your_Man_Price: “Yep. You taught me well Sir. Still working out often and wrestling when I can”. I bsck up. Bounce my pecs and add “ you haven’t stopped lifting either Coach. But trust me. You off all people know I don’t bsck down…”. I back up. I hit my stance and watch you as I bring my arms up. Yt.

12:14 Xppilot1: I keep my eye on you. You move well. Showing off as always. You’ve obviously been lifting. “I do what I can.” I slowly set my feet and keep my guard loose. “Bring it kid. I’ll back you down.” I start to circle to your left. Slowly getting closer to you. I move my hands up and down to see your reaction.

12:17 Your_Man_Price: We both get in our crouch snd circle. My hand tapping at yiur temples to keep you guessing. I then dive down going for a double leg takedown early in the match to try to get this down onto the ground.

12:22 Xppilot1: We circle staying close to each other. You attack, I block your hand aimed at my temple. You come in low, going for my legs. I counter, dropping my hips, I drive my elbow into your spine. As we go down I push my legs back snd go for a guillotine choke, my right arm seeking to go around your muscled neck as I try to sprawl on the mat.

12:25 Your_Man_Price: You anticipate my takedown attempt and use your size advantage to sprawl and you drop your hips onto me upperbody. And pound an elbow into my spine. I drop to the match as I try to defend against your guillotine. I hold your forearm as you continue to try to wrap your arm around my neck. “ you still got some moves left coach”. I grunt as I pivot slighlty to the left to try to defend.

12:30 Amalia_Torres: I have invited @LadyLouise to join #Price_faces_Mike.

12:31 Your_Man_Price: Hey ladies.

12:33 Your_Man_Price: Mike had to step out.

12:34 Xppilot1: Hey ladies. I will be on and off. Real life.

12:37 Xppilot1: We go down on the mat, my legs splayed I prevent you from going for mount or guard. You grab at my forearm trying to stop my attempt at a choke. “You haven’t seen me move yet kid.” You move left trying to escape my guillotine. As you move I rotate to my side and pull my legs up. With a fast roll I drive my left knee at your head and roll to get away and back to my feet.

12:54 Your_Man_Price: (Sorry bsck)

12:55 Your_Man_Price: You release the hold and adjust your position. I pull my knees into me me and as I get on to all fours yiur drive a hard knee into my head to force me to roll slightly away from you. You get to your feet. I shake my head and stay low once around diving into those quads and wrapping my arms around your knees as I drive my shoulders into you to try to dump you to the mats.

13:07 Your_Man_Price:

13:07 Xppilot1: My knee shakes as it makes contact with your skull. I keep rolling and get to my feet as you stay low on your hands and knees. I start to move to take advantage when you come at my legs again. Your arms circle my quads and slip down to my knees. You have momentum and leverage so I let myself fall to the cage floor, giving you an elbow to the top of the skull as I fall. As my back contacts the cage floor, I spread my legs and grab for your hair, trying for a front head scissor or to get you in my guard.

13:12 Your_Man_Price: You fight the takedown but eventually drop hard but you show solid defense with an elbow to the skull. I swat it away but still get the hit. I see those long legs of yours spread open and I sense that you are going to attempt a head scissor. That’s boy where o want to be caught this early. I use my thick legs to push myself forward. I pounce onto your pecs and grind down into you as I wrap an arm around you next and attempt to pull you into a guillotine to try to pull your head into my pit. I use my legs to wrap my ankles around your ankles as I grapevine your legs to gain some level of control. “Nice attempt Coach. But not fast enough on thst scissors.

13:22 Xppilot1: You crawl through my guard and try to get a choke. I grunt with your weight bearing down on my chest. You spread my legs trying for a grapevine. I extend my body, I’m taller/longer, pushing my head back and my chest up, drawing my arms in. I grab for your left wrist as I pull my legs away from your grapevine, getting my right leg free and up. I push to my right with my leg flat on the cage floor and pull to drive your arm behind your back. “Not quick enough youngster.”

13:25 Your_Man_Price: You slip through my home and your extra height minimizes my grapevine. I’m force to abort that attempt. As I struggle with my legs you latch onto my arm and pull it roughly behind my back. I’m forced to roll off to the side. “ I was sure you’d be to slow to defend that coach.” I grunt as I drive a quick knee into your still rarely tight abs.

13:29 Xppilot1: We roll on the cage floor. “Glad I could surprise you. I think you forgot who taught that to you.” We roll away for, close contact, I try to keep my grip on your arm. You drive a knee into my gut. The impact pushes me back. I pull your arm as I fall between my legs and press my feet against your muscled body, looking for an armbar, pushing my hips up.

13:32 Your_Man_Price: You keep my arm as you drop bsck. As soon as feel those legs on my arm I know what your setting up. I feel the arm bar attempt and I roll directly into you to limit the strain. I use my legs to pivot my body a bit more to the left. I keep my arm under your left leg and I hook it with my arm and roll you onto your back as I get control. “You taught me that defense. Glad you didn’t remember the defense for it”. I smirk.

13:32 Your_Man_Price:

13:50 Amalia_Torres: I have invited @Melanie_dutch to join #Price_faces_Mike.

13:54 Xppilot1: Hi Melanie

13:57 Xppilot1: We stay on the mat. I have the knowledge to beat your ground game, but you have strength and stamina of you keep it going long. Like I taught you, you rol, into my armbar, seeking relief. As you roll me onto my back I fight to keep my grip on your wrist, twisting as we roll. I pull my right foot back, bending at the knee, I drive my heel forward at the center of your face.

14:02 Your_Man_Price: I have control but you continue to hold my wrist securely in your hand twisting it too keep me from getting in any good hold. I lower myself down onto you but you manage to drive a hard heel into the center of my face. I get dropped back hard on my ass. I grab my head and try to shake it off as I lay there on my back stunned for a few seconds.

14:05 Xppilot1: I lose my grip on your arm as my foot makes contact with your face and drives you back into your ass. “The old man can kick.” I roll and plant my hands as if to get to my feet. Instead I keep rolling, using the reach of my ling leg, I kick at the side of your skull with my right foot as you sit stunned.

14:08 Your_Man_Price: Another kick come slamming into my head. I roll to the side and protect my head “damn old fucker “. I pound the mat in frustration then get on all fours next to you and drive an elbow into your exposed abs.

14:12 Xppilot1: Fuck! Your elbow slams into my abs. I rotate as you prop yourself on your hands and knees. Sweat shines on my skin and I feel some pain when I breath. I move quick, to my knees, driving the right knee into your side, I swing my leg over and slip my leg arm around your throat as I try to mount your back.

14:19 Your_Man_Price: You take the elbow and I see you grimacing. “Are t as tight as they used to be huh?” I smirk. You’re quick still and you managed to get up to your knees and use those long limbs to get you leg around me as you start to go for a top mount. I drive an elbow back in defense.

14:30 Xppilot1: I take your elbow into my ribs, sacrificing to get the mount. I think I feel my ribs flex from the impact. I wrap my long legs around you, trying to dig my heels in between your thighs. I stay close to your back, my face to the side of yours to avoid a headbutt as I set my choke, left arm around your throat, right behind your head. “Remember this stud?”

14:33 Your_Man_Price: Fuck. You get those long legs around me and flex them up to keep me in close. I try to get my heels on you ankles you you are positioned up too high. I thrust my body back to drive you off me but instead your arm is awaiting. I see it coming around and slide it under my throat. I can tell you are setting up a rear naked choke.

14:37 Xppilot1: My quads and glutes bulge up as I start to squeeze your body. You are muscled, no question, but my legs are pretty hard. I grip my own biceps, pushing with my right to force your head forward, driving your trachea into the crook of my left elbow. I start to pressure the sides of your neck. I can feel your pulse beating as I start to close off the flow of blood to your brain.

14:45 Your_Man_Price: Your legs squeeze up hand against my core and I I send a fist down onto them. But there’s no denying you got control as you slide your forearm across my throat and I feel you flex up. Yiur bicep swell is in my face and you yank my head back. My breathing is labored as you intensify the hold. I use my heels to push into the mats and thrust my body up hard against yours hoping to loosen the hold. I feel your bulging cock against my back as I struggle to get free. My face red. My muscles straining to fight my way out of this hold”.

14:57 Xppilot1: I ride your back, my legs tight against your body, heels between your thighs. I yank your head back as I keep my arms tight, fighting to gain a submission. You buck and I squeeze a grunt as you smash against my stiffening manhood. I can’t deny or hide the arousal I get from most fights, much less being in a dominant position with a muscled younger opponent. I bet if I shift my heels I might find the same from you. I can hear and feel your breathing change. I try to control my own breathing, but I’m not successful. Your punches leave bruises on my thighs, painful. I twist my lower body as I squeeze, trying to get you flat on the mat.

15:01 Your_Man_Price: I was expecting an easy win but the coach has a solid hold on me. I struggle and flex trying to stay in the match. Your legs continue to pull me in but I do feel them weaning bit. But that arm is still locked. That gun fully loaded. Your erection now throbbing into my back. I continue to fight and try to push my body up, but those legs clamp on and you twist me down onto the mat.

15:07 Xppilot1: I pull my right knee back, slipping my heel out from between your thighs, my left still gripping you. I squeeze your neck, forcing my bicep against the artery under your skin. Taking a risk, I push hard with my right foot, rolling to pull you on top of me, to expose you to the audience. I’m sure you feel my manhood stabbing you as I pull to roll us.

15:09 Your_Man_Price: You yan me back and those fucking legs of yours now pull me on top of you. My square cuts showing off my bulge and the growing wet spot as I try to shake this man off me. But now pulled on top of you. You shove your bicep on deeper making it harder to breathe. I try to give you an elbow hoping for some relief.

15:20 Xppilot1: I smile under you as I show off my control to Amalia. My arousal remains hidden from her, yours on full display. I hook my right leg back to keep control. Tightening my left arm, pushing harder against your neck, I reach down with my right. Groping, I find your shaft, tenting your wet shorts. I start to stroke you through your shorts.

15:21 Xppilot1: “Little wet there stud. You like your old coach?” I smile at Amalia.

15:24 Your_Man_Price: I thrash against you and you only tighten up the choke. My breathing labored. But you add insult to injury and start stroke hard cock. My body twists and turns and I ooze precum all over hand as your out this near submission on humiliating display. “ fuck. Coach. “. I grunt

15:30 Xppilot1: My arm tight around your throat, my heels dug in, I arch my back under you, pushing my cock into your shorts. I can feel your cock pulsing in my grip, the stain in your shorts spreads. I tighten my grip as I stroke you. “I watched you stain many singlets.” Stroking faster. “Submit. Tap before you pass out or cum. Just submit!”

15:34 Your_Man_Price: My body fighting it but you hwve control. You have the edge. Your hard cock now pressing against my flesh. My face bright red. I flex up but it died no good. I frantically tap on your forearm. “I give. I give”. I grunt as I submit to you”

15:44 Xppilot1: You struggle, but your strength alone won’t get you out. You flex and struggle but I ride you. Finally I feel you slack, you tap my arm in submission. I loosen the arm around your throat. I keep my grip on your manhood, stroking. “Good boy. But do it right. Say I submit to the better man.”

15:57 Your_Man_Price: Fuck tou coach. I moan out. But you flex that arm up. “No more I give.

16:00 Xppilot1: I push you away and roll away, getting to my feet. My ribs remind me I could have been on the wrong side of this. I wince as I reach to help you up. “Not a bad effort young man. You must have had an excellent coach.”

16:01 Amalia_Torres: the old man won.