By Lenny
And as the referee swung down his raised hands, the timekeeper rung the bell and the highly anticipated JWF last-man standing match had begun.
"This is going to be a real barn burner Chef!" Jarrett exclaimed, sitting tensely at the announcers desk.
This has been the marquee match-up for their monthly show, and it's finally arrived. The crowd was full of friends and other students who've heard about it through word of mouth. Either praise for the previous shows, or excitement that someone they know will be in a real fight in a real wrestling ring. Just like the ones on TV, in skimpy tights and larger than life looks and personalities. But, in this real life bout, two people that everyone in town knew were standing across from each other, all displayed in the ring and itching for their hometown neighbors to kick off the main event.
"Oh, no doubt! There is absolutely no love between these two and I can't wait, Jarrett! The crowd can't either! I don't know if you guys at home can really hear and feel how loud the crowd is here!"
Months of smack talk, mostly from the mouth of Maddox Lewis, has been successful in creating the buzz surrounding the ring. The center, two eighteen year-old studs, ripe with budding anticipation and pride, untended to feelings boiling within and the awareness that everything rides on this match. Not only for themselves, but family honor too. This is an official blood match, with no stipulations for victory other than keeping your opponent down for a 10 count.
"I know this might not be so bold to say Jarrett, but I think we are going have to keep our eyes on Maddox here! Nothing against my good friend Gabriel, he's a real tough and righteous dude, I know. I've been around him for a long time-"
"Ah, and Maddox starts off with a running knee to the midsection, and throws him to the floor, pressing down on him!"
"That's it there, my guy Gabe can give and take, but Maddox doesn’t wait for you to get ready! He’s relentless!"
"He really is Chef, and he has the size advantage too. You know he's using it to his full advantage!"
Maddox was pushing down on Gabriel, who was on his back, trying to push off the pressure the larger competitor was putting on him. Gabriel's hair was cut close to his head, which didn't give Maddox much to hold onto as he pushed down on Gabriel's face and was searching for something to give him more of an advantage. Not a particularly pretty move, but it keeps him in control.
Maddox’s powerful and almost brutish hands pressed down on Gabriel's handsome face, which always gathered attention from the girls and guys. wherever he went. Angled, but realistic and approachable. His head was always up high and smiling, it was difficult to look away from him. A very handsome and kind face, the kind of face that feels comfortable and young. Innocent even. He looks like the boy next door and you would have never expected him to agree to be in such a brutal match under such bad blood. But that's the kind of person Maddox is.
And the crowd all knew it. The roaring encouragement from the backyard wrestling fans at the show were almost all in favor of the babyface Gabriel Young. Not everyone knew the story, and almost no one knew the absolute, nasty truth behind this feud. But they all knew that Gabriel had every reason to want to destroy Maddox Lewis.
"This isn't going to be technical, this is going to be a street fight."
"That's right Jarrett, and like I said, I'm good friends with Gabriel Young, and he told him how he could not wait to get his hands on Maddox Lewis for everything!"
"Of course. You just don't mess with a man's family like that."
"You really don't. No matter how hot his sister is."
"Chef, come on!"
"Sorry, sorry! That was unprofessional. But really, Gabe's my good friend and I can only imagine what he’s been through the past few weeks, just waiting to get his hands on Maddox for everything he’s done. But despite that emotion, that intensity, he’s being held down by the much bigger and stronger Maddox!”
"He hasn't had any time to breathe, Chef, as Maddox pulls him up to his feet after he opened up with a hard knee and kept the pressure on. Now, they're both in the corner, and Maddox is still pressuring down on Gabriel Young!"
"That's right, and there's no disqualifications don't forget. So it doesn't matter that he's against the ropes. The referee can't do anything about it, Gabe has to get out on his own!"
"And it looks like he is trying to, he's pushing back!"
Gabriel Young kicked Maddox Lewis at his knee as he was backed in the corner, giving Gabriel some space to recollect himself. Maddox stumbled back and held his knee, wincing for a moment, before running back in. But Gabriel jumped out of the way and let Maddox crash into the corner, the larger young athlete's long pony tail long jumping up with him as he missed his target.
Maddox's handsome, square face turned to the center of the ring, watching with his light brown eyes as Gabriel Young ran into him, swinging his arm up and under his chin.
"And now Gabriel Young has the momentum, and runs across the ring to get some more speed!"
"And Gabriel is going to have to use his speed to his advantage here, that's his strength!"
"And he hit him with a hard high knee!"
"You could hear that down throughout the entire neighborhood, Jarrett!"
"Boy, I hope not! But that smack was loud and painful! Now Maddox rolling out under the ring to gather himself. There's no way his bells aren't ringing after that one!"
Maddox walked alongside the side of the ring, holding his strong jaw with one hand, and the other hand keeping him up against the ring. His arm, strong and powerful, was already covered and wet from sweating in the ring, and the water he threw over himself during his entrance. It dripped down and soaked over the heavy sack of manhood he has between his legs, which was held in a pouch. Like a picnic basket, his meat was inside and moving with the swing of his legs, rather it be a wobble or a coordinated step forward. The grey material of his skimpy spandex was being pressed on as he continued to step, but Maddox was only focused on recollecting himself after the heavy knee to his chin by Gabriel.
"Young isn't wasting time, he's rolling out under the ring to follow Maddox!"
"That's what he has to do. He has the bigger guy reeling, Gabe needs to capitalize now!"
Gabriel Young's body wasn't as wet as Maddox Lewis', nor was it as bulky. But he could make a strong case that he's more toned, even being shorter and slimmer. And in the moment, his face was certainly more focused. He had just one goal in mind, and that was to beat Maddox into the ground. Not only for his sister and for what he did to her, but also for running his mouth and spreading lies about what happened. Gabriel knows that Maddox is the worst kind of person. A disgusting liar who gets away with everything. It’s time he paid his dues.
Gabriel moved in his tight, green speedos which matched his eyes. His bulge was prominent and clear as day, shaped like an arrow going down and outwards. His eyes and tights, a warm, brighter earthy green. Legs slender but strong, but looking lacking when compared to Maddox's. Each step forward shifted his manhood with less force behind it, especially when compared to Maddox's big heavy sack of meat, which was pushed against with more behind them.
"And Gabriel, continuing with the pressure on Maddox Lewis."
"Right after right, Gabriel Young throws some deceptively hard punches too. He might not be as tall as Maddox, but don't let that fool you!"
"And, now Gabe is pulling Maddox over to the ring post... he pulls back and slams him, head first into the steel post!"
"Damn, that's gotta hurt! Even for a hard head like Maddox!"
"And, again! Maddox is helpless against the ring post now."
Gabriel Young sees Maddox Lewis, seemingly lose his life as he hit headfirst against the ring post. The bigger man is barely on his feet, and Gabe knows he has to take advantage. He takes a step back, but hesitates for a moment. He's breathing hard.
"What is Gabe thinking? He's looking concerned."
The crowd is cheering, encouraging the young babyface as his enemy is leaning in a helpless position. They all see the chance to nail him, but Gabriel Young is second guessing himself.
"It looks like Gabe's hesitating! I know Gabe, he's a good dude! I think he's getting cold feet all of a sudden."
"He's going to have to warm his feet up if he wants to win!"
Gabriel knows Maddox deserves to get hurt. It's why he agreed to this, how could he not? But still, something inside him is pulling him back from taking advantage of another man, when they can’t defend themselves. It’s not right, and maybe this fight wasn’t the way to go about this.
But Gabriel shook his head and knew this wasn't the time to second guess. He walked back in, holding onto Maddox and slamming him into the post again. Then, he backed up a couple steps and threw his right leg in, booted foot aimed at Maddox's head against the steel post.
"And Gabriel going in for the kill-"
"But Maddox just got out of the way in time, and that has to hurt Gabriel Young!"
Gabriel's foot missed Maddox's head as he got out of the way just in time, causing the slender babyface to get caught up on the ring, drapping over the corner under the bottom turnbuckle.
Gabriel's face strained as his leg caught up, and struggled to lift and take it out from the precarious position. As Maddox looked up, he saw Gabriel Young's leg caught up over with his back to him, and he realized the opportunity in front of him. Maddox's huge frame exploded out from his position and booted the young, fit babyface in his lower back, pushing Young's leg and body further into the tight position.
Gabriel's handsome face tensed up and screamed, as he held hands over his thigh and on the steel post. His body pressed further into the steel post, straining his leg and also driving his groin into the cold steel post. Gabe grunted and lost his breath at the pressure, resigning to his position for the moment.
But, Maddox wasn't done yet. He took a step back, saw that annoyingly smug and sanctimonious kid was still stuck in a bad position. His eyes were drawn to Gabriel's ass, those loud, green barely fitting speedo's that were so tight the young babyface's strong body. Maddox's brown eyes lit up and a devilish smile creeped over his face.
Maddox took a quick step back, pushed forward and shot a loud, thundering kick between Gabriel's spread legs as he was draped up over the ring post, directly squaring up with Gabriel Young's heavy testicles that were firmly in place thanks to his tight speedo's.
"Oh my God!"
"Holy fuck, his balls!"
Jarrett and Chef cried out, shocked at the brutality of the kick Maddox just threw out into the fertility of the crowd favorite babyface. The crowd, stunned silent at the sight and sound of the vicious kick to the helpless Gabriel Young. They all knew Maddox was viscous, but this violated too much.
With the crowd so quiet, the sound of Gabriel's choking whines pierced the ears of every spectator in attendance, sending a sickening throb through every male watching. And an equally powerful wave of uncertain yet heavy pity and worry inside every female watching, wondering if Gabriel Young and his young eggs will be okay.
The hot crowd favorite started to gag and cough as he desperately held against the steel post, not being able to handle the kick the brutal heel gave him. The crowd started to boo Maddox for the dirty low blow, sickening them to their core.
Maddox looked around and started to laugh, then flip off the crowd. He doesn't need or care about them. And despite this and the chorus of jeers, Maddox couldn't help but feel invigorated by the reaction of the crowd against him. It was thrilling! It was hard for him to turn focus on Gabriel, who was clearly incapacitated.
But as he turned and stared at Gabriel Young, he took in the weak gasping of the heartthrob, straddled over the corner of the ring. He thought about the agony he's undoubtedly in, all thanks to the kick to the balls he gave him a few moments ago. Maddox even felt Gabriel's balls under his boot, and recalling the heavy orbs compress sickeningly as his kick rose up between his spread legs made Maddox feel ill for a moment, but pushed it deep and away. Maddox was impressed with what he felt under his boot, and knew he was certainly packing.
But, it didn't matter anymore. Gabe couldn't find his breath and was obviously struggling tremendously against the steel post. Maddox laughed, realizing that Gabe wasn't acting as tough or confident as he was leading up to this.
"What happened, Gabe!? I thought you were going to make me regret it!? What happened, buddy!?" Maddox taunted, walking around the steel post and staring at Gabriel Young's face as it grew redder and more desperate by the moment. His handsome face was struggling and shaking, his body tense and sagging against the steel post. Maddox's pride was obvious on his body and face. The face of an unblemished, privileged young man, who looked like he's never seen consequences before. His smile stunk of arrogance and rot, despite his shining teeth.
"Gabriel Young must be feeling terrible right now, any guy watching understands. But, he's lucky his leg is stuck there, or else I don't think he'd be able to get up by a 10 count."
"Good point, Chef. The only way for Maddox to win is by keeping Gabriel down for a 10 count. Gabriel is still standing, but I don't think Maddox Lewis cares about that very much."
"Not right now. He knows that he has Gabe tied up now... that was a brutal low blow... Gabe is having a lot of trouble breathing and Maddox is just taunting the poor kid..."
"It's sickening honestly, Chef. The... ego of Maddox Lewis is disgusting! He's taking so much pleasure in this!"
"He is, and that's why I said to keep your eyes on him earlier! He's a beast, he has what it takes. He says and does whatever he wants, Jarrett! Maddox doesn't give a shit!"
"Well, as you say that... Gabriel Young is still trapped on the post. He's still having trouble as Maddox is pulling on his leg and saying something in Gabe's face."
"Oh, and that got a reaction out of Gabe! He flailed his hand towards Maddox-"
"Oh, and Maddox pulled hard on Gabe's leg! Gabe's screaming in pain!"
"Again!"
"Another pull on Gabe's leg! And a kick to his helpless ankle! Oh, and a filthy right hook to the face. Gabe's finally fallen back to the ground, his leg unhooking as he fell."
"But the damage has been done, Jarrett. And now the referee can finally start counting!"
"1!"
Gabriel Young lied on his back, one hand over his thigh, and the other cupping his balls in his tights, curling up and resting his head against the floor.
"2!"
Gabriel rolled painfully on the floor, crying out and holding himself while he tried to move his right leg through the tremendous pain. His face and body are a much redder shade than when he started, and the crowd's enthusiasm has grown concerned for the baby face.
"3!"
"The referee's count is continuing ..."
"4!"
"...but Maddox doesn't care about winning right now, he's picking up Gabriel!"
"I don't agree with that. I think he could've just left Gabriel on the floor and won the match right there."
"But, this is more personal than that Chef. Both of these competitors want to make a statement and prove a point!"
"Yeah maybe, but don't forget. Gabriel hesitated, and that's why he's here now. Maddox didn't, and now Maddox is in control."
"That's right... as Maddox rolls Gabriel back into the ring... Young, cannot stand right now. He's trying, but he loses his footing, and he can't put any weight on his right leg."
"And as despicable as it might've been... going for Gabriel's leg and groin really stops him from moving around. Maddox has a good game plan going."
"Any game plan that involves a man's groin is pretty despicable if you ask me, Chef."
"Well, despicable or not. Winner of this match is going to get a huge amount of momentum, Jarrett. They have to be in contention for the Number 1 Contender for the JWF Championship!"
"Yes, well let's not get ahead of ourselves... Gabriel is leaning against the ropes and Maddox is still taunting him. You have to wonder if this is the right call."
"I agree with you there. Gabe is getting a lot of time to recover here. But, he still needs more time I think."
"A kick in the balls is something that certainly needs more than a minute or two to get over, especially when a man as powerful and brutal as Maddox takes a swing at them!"
"Damn man, I don't even want to think about that... those legs are like tree trunks!"
"And his arms are pretty big too, as you can see with him lifting up Gabe over his shoulder, like he's a child, good God."
Maddox grabbed onto Gabe and sent a hand lower under Gabe's midsection, grabbing a hold of Gabe's tights, more specifically, a hold of Gabe's manhood. Gabe grimaced but he wasn't able to put any fight in. From there, he was lifted up over onto Maddox's shoulder. He moved his other hand to Gabriel's neck, pulled his body back a bit then held him in place. Maddox held onto Gabe's head with his hand, held his body in place with the other and performed a running slam with Gabe on his shoulder, shaking the ring from the impact.
"And a powerful running slam from Maddox, causing further damage to Gabe's tortured body."
"A slam like that will knock the breath out of you for sure, let me tell you!"
Maddox stood up and watched Gabe as he rolled, holding his back and leg. Maddox stomped on Gabe's stomach, causing the fit, buzz cut hearthtrob to cough out and hold over Maddox's foot as his innocent face looked stuffed and sick. Maddox raised his foot, and then slammed it down over Gabe's chest, then did it again and again. He then went back to his midsection, and then his legs, and then random parts of Gabe's body, just trying to cause damage to the young man.
"He's stomping a mudhole in him, Jarrett!"
"He really is! And a kick to the face at the end!"
"That one really stung. Gabe doesn't look like he knows where he is right now."
Maddox bent over and picked up Gabe's legs and spread them in a V shape. He looked down, and Gabe's eyes were closed, his hands on his chest and leg, and he wasn't able to react in time. Quickly, Maddox stomped down between Gabriel Young's spread legs and flattening his testicles once again.
"Gah, and downstairs again!"
Gabe's eyes went wide as he yelped out in a higher pitch. His mouth started to quiver as he closed his legs as tight as he could and pushed on Maddox's foot, as it stayed in place, pressing down on Gabe's swelling testicles. Maddox could feel those meaty orbs under his boot and continued to press down on them, looking forward to causing as much damage as he could, pulling out whimpers of agony from Gabriel's desperate mouth.
"That's just disturbing by Maddox! Get off him, get off!"
Gabe was helpless as he weakly tried to push Maddox off, who was obviously taking pleasure from this position. Maddox continued to twist and push down on his foot, causing Gabe to cry out weakly with each sick, development Maddox pushed down on his tortured testicles, which had almost no protection in his skimpy, JWF provided tights.
The crowd continued to jeer and curse, but it only motivated Maddox to continue to agonize the babyface.
Finally, Gabriel was given mercy and Maddox stepped off and threw Gabe's legs down to his side as he raised his arms and stared at the crowd with a smug, proud smile on his handsome face. Meanwhile, Gabe held his sore balls in his tights, cupping underneath the triangle pointing down, and moaned painfully as he curled up, breathing heavily, opening and closing his eyes in vivid succession.
"The crowd doesn't like it, but that is legal, and it will work."
"It doesn't matter if it works, or if it's legal, Chef. That's dirty and unsportsmanlike!"
"1!"
Gabriel Young was curled in a ball of agony on the ground, his ass sticking out as he was desperately pressing his hand between his legs, pleading for comfort.
"2!"
Young's face was red and sick looking, his muscles looked useless as he lied on the floor. Especially with Maddox towering over him, flexing and gathering a storming reaction from the crowd.
"3!"
"The crowd does not like Maddox."
"He's making it real easy for them to hate him, that's for sure."
"4!"
Maddox looked over the crowd, scanning them for a familiar face. He found the one and pointed at her.
"5!"
Maddox pointed to the struggling Gabe, as he had started to crawl to the ropes. Without looking back, Maddox passionately pointed at him and then to the girl in the audience.
"He's fighting for you!?"
"6!"
"He's losing for you, bitch! You should've just listened and none of this would've happened!"
"And, Maddox yelling at Gabriel Young's younger sister, showing absolutely no class."
"Even the referee is telling him to calm down."
"Yeah, and he doesn't like that. Yelling at the referee to pick back up the count."
"7!"
Maddox turned back to Gabe and found him leaning on the ropes, and pulling himself up. His legs are wobbling, like they were jelly, but he was pulling himself up.
"8!"
Maddox walked over and made it just as the referee called Gabe up, slapping his hands together. Maddox shoved his knee up into the abdomen of Gabriel Young, sending the young man back to the floor.
Maddox bent over to pick up Gabriel after standing tall over him for a couple seconds. Gabriel stayed curled over, a hand over his balls and the other over his stomach. But Maddox lifted Gabriel Young anyways, pulling him by his midsection and straining as he lifted the well developed young man up to his head, and placed him on his shoulder in a sitting position. With Gabriel's ass sitting on Maddox's shoulder, he turned, ran, yelled and slammed Gabriel to the ground, back first off from his shoulder. Maddox's ponytail swung with the wind and slammed down along with Gabriel, falling onto his stomach as the man slammed to the ground with authority.
"A powerful running powerbomb from Maddox!"
Gabriel bounced off the mat at the force of the impact, and ended up on his side curled up and groaning in agony. A hand over his back, and the other over his lower mid section.
"1!"
Maddox didn't bother to get up after he fell to the floor with the powerbomb. He instead rolled out of the ring.
"2!"
"What's Maddox doing? He has something in mind."
"Who knows what that maniac has in his mind.
"3!"
The crowd jeered and watched as Maddox made his way out of the ring and looked under it. The referee yelled, asking him what he's doing. Maddox spat back to keep on counting, or he'll come in there and make the referee do it himself.
"4!"
Maddox went back under the ring and searched around for something. Then, he grabbed it and pulled it out from under the ring.
"5!"
"He has a weapon!"
"Maddox pulled out a kendo stick!"
"6!"
Maddox rolled into the ring and walked up to Gabriel, as was on his knees, breathing hard and reaching for the ropes.
"7!"
"No! Maddox wait! No, don't, don't!"
Without any hesitation, Maddox raised the kendo stick over hand with both hands, and swung it down over Gabriel's back. The impact was loud and penetrating, as was Gabriel's reaction. He screamed and pulled his back up, tensing with his elbows pulled in and his face a mask of agony, twisting in dismay.
"That sound was sickening, my God!"
"Not again, no!"
Maddox reared back instantly again, and swung the kendo stick like it were a baseball bat, and swung it into Gabriel's upper back as he was stretching out in response to the first swing.
The sound was equally sharp and piercing, except for Gabriel, who didn't have time to scream. Instead, his body pulled to the floor and rolled out of the ring. As he fell to the floor, he found the time and space to whine, holding his back and taking as many breaths as he could.
Maddox cockily rolled out of the bottom of the ring, and followed Gabe to the outside just to stand over him and hold the kendo stick like over his shoulder. Proudly staring down at the weakened babyface, Maddox halfheartedly kicked at him, as if he was checking if it was dead yet. Upon a wince response, Maddox swung the stick down across Gabriel's thigh, eliciting a loud twack once again.
Gabriel Young yelled out and tried to crawl away as he held where the wood slapped against his thigh. There were already very clear red marks forming where the kendo stick struck along his back.
"What a painful sound! Look at him, look!"
"You can see the welts forming on poor Gabriel..."
"He's being punished today! Attack after attack, there's no mercy for him today."
"Look, he's just kicking Gabriel around now, pushing him wherever he wants!"
Gabe pulled himself along the floor, getting mixed results from Maddox's kicks. Some pushing him further away, other's knocking him down. And when Gabe tried to smack away Maddox's boot, Maddox smacked the stick down as a whip across the porcelain skin on Gabriel's wrist. Screaming and pulling his hand in, Gabe's teeth grit as he held his hand over the developing welt on his wrist. Maddox kicked at Gabe in the ass, trying to get him moving again.
"Come on, fucker! Stop fucking around!"
Maddox then slapped down with the kendo stick, across Gabriel's ass, echoing another loud thwack.
"AHHHH! FUCK!"
Gabriel Young screamed out as he started flying towards the steel barrier between him and the audience. Maddox, laughing and readjusting his sagging bulge, was clearly starting to feel himself.
Maddox approached Gabriel Young as he desperately clung onto the railing with his right arm, head looking down and taking heavy breathes. His other arm was hanging between his legs, pressing in as Young was leaning over slightly, with left knee on the floor. Knowing that it would hurt him, Maddox ran in and threw a heavy kick to the exposed and defined midsection of Gabriel, who let out a heavy, silent gasp as he curled over further, falling to the floor with his back to Maddox. After laughing and admiring the sound of Gabriel struggling to breath on the floor, Maddox grabbed onto Gabe's neck and helped put his throat onto the fence, like he was to be guillotined at any moment. Maddox pressured down and looked up into the audience, catching the direct glare from Gabriel's little sister, who was just a few feet away from them, in the second row.
"This is your brother, here! Say hello!" Maddox taunted at the fair skinned, light brown haired young girl as he choked her big brother.
"Again, Maddox is back to taunting Gabriel's younger sister!" Jarrett exclaimed.
"Maddox really took her rejection personally."
"Which is ridiculous, because Suzie's still a freshman in High School!"
"That doesn't mean anything to Maddox. I know him, and he wants what he wants, and nothing less.
Gabriel's younger sister snarled and spit at the face of the heel, showing her disgust for him.
"Fuck you, Maddox!"
A loud roar of cheers erupted from the sight and sound of the act of contempt towards the man they all wanted to see lose. Maddox took a step back and cleaned the spit off from his snarling face.
"Oh boy, he is not going to like that."
"I don't think there's anyone out here tonight who didn't feel good seeing that, Chef! But I think Gabriel is going to be the one to pay for it."
"Maybe that's why she did it. She wants to see her brother get hurt!"
"Chef!"
Maddox turned back to Suzie and pointed at her, and screamed.
"Fuck you, dumb bitch! I never wanted you, anyways!"
Maddox angrily bent over and put Gabe's arm around his head. He then held onto Gabe's legs and spread as he lifted him up, positioned parallel of the steel post. Then, he moved a hand and forcibly dropped Gabe crotch first onto the steel railing, really pushing him down by his shoulders, as gravity led him down anyways.
"Oh God, poor Gabe! Maddox just dropped him on his plums! Those guard rails are cold, hard steel, that cannot feel good!"
"That's the 3rd time Maddox has gone downstairs against Gabriel Young! It's absolutely awful, he's bigger and stronger than him! Why does he have to keep on resorting to underhanded tactics to win?"
"Jarrett, it's not about winning. It's about making a statement, and there's no other statement like attacking another man's balls."
"It's abominable."
"But effective."
Gabriel straddled the steel barrier, which was just tall enough for him to sit over without touching the floor. Gabe's mind was a haze of deep, throbbing agony as he sat horribly uncomfortably on the cold, unforgiving steel railing. Slowly and without effort, the young stud weakly fell over onto the steel fence, groaning and looking sick as he rolled off the top, falling onto the ring side of the barrier and pressed his hands between his legs.
Gabriel couldn't think past the pain in his testicles once again. The pain was so overwhelming, and was bigger than just his balls. His stomach was screaming from the pain too, it was boiling up in his stomach and throat. Each breath felt like a battle on it's own, and any movement made everything worse.
"1!"
"Stop fucking counting!" Maddox screamed and threatened to attack the referee, who got out of his way immediately.
Maddox tightly gripped the kendo stick, as he looked at Gabriel helpless on the floor. Unlike before, he paid no attention to the roaring crowd around him, only staring at Gabriel as he lied on the floor, his hands weakly pressed between his legs and head leaning against the floor. Angrily, Maddox threw the kendo stick into the ring with such intensity, that it passed over to the other side of the floor.
Turning back down, Maddox bent over and grabbed a hold of Gabriel's green speedo's, and pulled on them, trying to bring Gabriel with him. But, Gabriel was planted on the floor and despite whining loudly, didn't come up with his speedos. His bare ass was exposed to the world, which got some screams from the female audience, and whistles from friends.
Maddox stared at the now exposed, tight and full cheeks, which was a whiter shade than the rest of Gabe's body. Maddox pulled again, getting another whine, but Gabe's hands were holding over his manhood, which kept the speedo's from being pulled off.
Maddox let go and the speedo's went back onto Gabe, but his right cheek was still out and breathing air. Maddox did not stand around and grabbed Gabriel Young by his head, and went to pull him up. He held Gabriel's handsome face up close to his thigh, and pressed him against firmly. Gabriel's eyes stayed closed and face stayed sick and distraught as this happened. The crowd continued to boo Maddox Lewis.
"...I know that the rules are you can only win by a 10 count. But, what if Maddox never lets the referee count the 10 count!? He'll just beat on Gabriel forever!"
"You have to hope that Maddox gets tired soon and wants to go home!"
"We can only hope, Chef."
Maddox pulled the heavy and dreary Gabriel up higher, staring at his face as it got closer. Soon, Gabriel Young opened his glossy green eyes and looked up at the domineering Maddox's intense expression.
Although the agony Gabriel was experiencing tired the babyface greatly, something about the look on Maddox’s face brought something alive within him. As he saw this familiar face in this moment of honest vulnerability, with no mental guard up in this physical confrontation, Gabriel remembered all the times that Maddox Lewis picked on him and so many other people during High School. He always got away with it because of his smile and rich daddy, whom no one ever wanted to make angry. Gabriel started to burn up as he remembered the look on his face when he barged in on those frightening noises in his sister’s room one night. That shocked, deer in headlights expression morphing into disgust and anger as that ever-guilty, hulking frame lied over little baby sister Suzie, her integrity and virginity in terrible danger as she squirmed, helpless and inconsolable. Gabriel Young will never be able to wash that disgusting memory out of his mind.
"Fucking kill him and break his fucking balls, Gabe!" Suzie screamed from behind him.
Gabriel's face morphed and a sudden burst of energy came over him. He ran forward, pushing Maddox into the ring apron back first, who cried out at the impact. But then, Gabriel looked down and saw Maddox's manhood sticking out, unprotected and completely vulnerable as his arms were over Gabriel's body. The same manhood that was fully erect and eager to dig into his sister despite all the warnings not to. It fueled Gabriel and his sister's words echoed inside him, inspiring all the payback that Gabe knew Maddox had coming his way.
Gabe pushed his leg down, roared and slammed it up knee first between the powerful, spread legs of Maddox Lewis, and into the bulge containing the very manhood that inspires this vile creature.
As Gabriel felt the warm meat of Maddox's get crushed under his knee, the distinct shape of two orb’s became clear and held shape under his knee. Maddox went bug-eyed and lurched over, coughing out with the impact striking in.
"Wow!"
"Fucking payback! You go Gabe! Hit him again!"
Still reeling off the encouragement from his sister, Gabriel lowered his knee just for a moment, and then threw everything he had in him for one more wild knee strike. Maddox was already doubling over from the first knee, which hit his left testicle dead on. And when the second one hit, it hit his left nut dead on again.
Maddox's eyes crossed and he fell to the ground after the second knee, to his own knees and desperately cupping his assaulted manhood, getting more and more overwhelmed by the pain as he lied on his knees. With a heavy wheeze he rolled onto his side and grew even more animated.
"OOooo...mmmm! F-fuck! Ugh, balls are broken, fuck!" Maddox whined from the floor. It felt like his balls exploded completely as he writhed on the floor, in sudden, unexpected agony. He was in such control just a few moments ago.
"Serves you right, you prick! Maybe you'll think twice before going for another low blow!"
Gabe was leaning against the ring apron, and took the moment to recover and catch his breath.
"Fucking piece of shit... and stop going for my fucking balls!" He cursed and spat, as he stumbled back and fell to the ground. Gabe winced and held his balls, thinking about all the pain he has been in so far and how he hates Maddox, and also thinking about how dead on his knees were. The momentary reminiscence caused Gabriel to grow sick, thinking about another man’s balls flattening under his knee. Gabe lied down and took long breaths, knowing Maddox would be down for awhile.
"1!"
"And, the count has started again. Both men are down..."
"2!"
"They are down Jarrett, but Gabe will probably be able to get up. Maddox though..."
"3!"
"...Maddox might be down for the count."
"I think you're right, Chef. Although earned, those knees were sickening..."
"4!"
"...Maddox, coughing on the floor. Writhing and mumbling about something. Probably his balls."
"5!"
"And Gabriel has gotten to his feet again, with the help of the apron. He's looking to walk it off.."
"6!"
Gabriel slowly walked along the outside ring, adjusting his balls and cupping them gently as he walked. Each step hurt, but he had to push through it. He had to get back on the horse. He had to be ready to take over the match and beat Maddox Lewis. He has to.
"7!"
Gabriel looked at Maddox as he lied on the floor. Scantily clad, except for his boots and spandex underwear. Gabriel turned to Suzie and saw her cheering him on. She looked intense, along with all her friends and everyone from the school. They all wanted to see Maddox pay.
"8!"
"A count of eight, now. Maddox has barely stirred on the floor. I don't think he knows the referee is counting, Chef!"
"I don't think so either, but it's not over yet."
"9!"
Gabriel kicked Maddox in his side, breaking up the count as Maddox lied curled up on the floor. He kicked him again, this time with more palpable disgust. Maddox started to stir and crawl away, but Gabe didn't sit around. He took a step back then ran in, jumped up and stomped on Maddox's back, barely staying on his feet as Maddox collapsed under the attack.
"Direct, and mean offense from Gabriel, that's what he has to do to win!"
Gabe took a hold of Maddox and slowly tried to lift him up, holding onto his opponents strong arms and looking between him and the corner of the ring. Dazed, Maddox rose and followed as Gabe pulled and threw him into the steel ring post.
"Goh, and he throws him into the steel post!"
"Using the entire ring to his advantage, this is good work from Gabriel!"
"He's mounting a comeback, Chef!"
"He is, but don't jinx it! He's doing well now, but he has to stay in control and not give Maddox a chance to get back in."
Gabe walked over to Maddox, who fell past the ring post at the force of the throw. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the kendo stick that Maddox abused him with and threw earlier. Gabe walked up to and picked up the stick, lifting it with a sense of satisfaction as he held it up high. A cheer from the crowd rose with the stick, and Gabriel turned to and heading back to the downed Maddox. As Gabriel reached him, he slammed it down across Maddox's broad and open chest.
Maddox screamed and held his chest, covering and tightening up. Gabe swung the stick down again, and again, and again in a frenzy as Maddox frantically tried to cover up, but everything was getting hit and hurt, much to the amusement and satisfaction of the crowd.
Continuing to swing and forcing welts to form over Maddox's body, Gabriel eventually threw the stick to the side and let out a primal roar as he flexed and got hyped with the crowd. Gabriel Young was feeling it and it started to show.
"Gabriel is getting fired up!"
Gabriel bent over and pulled Maddox up, throwing him into the ring. Gabriel slapped his chest and climbed onto the apron. He looked over the roaring crowd and took in their admiration, which was getting louder and louder in his favor. He saw quite a few girls pointing and blushing towards him, but he couldn't relish in the rush of the crowd. He had to turn focus on Maddox in the ring.
What Gabriel Young didn't realize, that was the rush and adrenaline of the battle and crowd has managed to give his young body an erection, which was what many of the girls were pointing at. It was clear in his tight, green speedos. The triangle that was pointing down before, was now leaning up creating an obvious tent. Although the outline of his testicles wasn't clear as day, it was obvious what the lump under his tent was.
Maddox Lewis was on his stomach, catching his breath towards the middle of the ring, as he looked up and saw Gabriel Young approaching him. He couldn't tell, but Maddox saw that Gabriel's green tights were different than before. As Gabriel walked up and kicked him, Maddox saw more clearly that something was certainly up. As he recollected and looked up at Gabriel staring down at him, he kept his eye on it the entire time.
Gabriel grabbed onto the ponytail hair of Maddox and pulled him up, just to punch him back down. Maddox held his mouth, where the punch landed and then was pulled up again by his hair after a couple moments of lying on his back and thinking about the punch. Gabriel started to pull Maddox up, but Maddox was angry at that punch and ready to strike back. As he looked and saw Gabriel's bulge close up, he realized for certain that Gabriel's cock was large and hard in his speedos. His erection was sticking out and the lump under it was clear. Maddox's eyes lit up and wasted no time, and raised his dominant fist up and into that clear lump that had no protection.
Vividly, Maddox's thundering uppercut smacked into Gabriel's sack and shocked the crowd and babyface once again.
"Again!"
"That's getting ridiculous, does he have any other moves in his arsenal!?"
Gabriel almost instantly collapsed, a shocked and empty cry escaping his body as he hit the mat beneath him. Gabriel’s green eyes rolled up and his mouth hung open, his body limp and victim of yet another low blow. As the pain started to overtake the shock, the babyfaces mouth began quivering in intense agony, his face burning red shade. He could hardly move or let out any noises, only desperately clutching his crushed eggs, spasms occasionally shocking his body and sharp, heavy breaths to accompany at random intervals. The entire audience was overtaken with pity, but Maddox only stared in disgust at the writhing, tortured babyface.
"What the fuck was your dick hard for, faggot!? Disgusting!" Maddox screamed as he wiped away his mouth, not able to take his eyes off the source of his tension. He stumbled to his feet to a chorus of boo's from the crowd.
"Gabriel... is down, with another low blow. And I don't know if I can watch anymore of this, Chef. I'm feeling sick."
"These are the dangers of a no disqualification match Jarrett."
"I know, but... this has been non-stop, disgusting behavior!"
"Maddox is really stooping low, shattering the Young family jewels. But if there's any way to keep a man down, it's by doing that."
"But what about his future, Chef?! He’s ability to continue the Young family line has to be compromised!"
"That's right, Jarrett. Gabriel's babymakers have been attacked constantly this fight. I don't think Gabriel will be giving Suzie any nieces or nephews, that's for sure."
"This isn't the time to be making jokes, Chef! This is serious and I wish we could bring a stop to this match! For Gabriel's sake!"
"Yeah, this match will only end if Maddox lets Gabriel stay down for a 10 count."
"Yeah, I know the rules, Chef! I made the damn match, I get it!"
"Just saying, boss."
Maddox let go of the referee and pushed him away, making sure that he doesn't start counting out Maddox until he tells him to. Then, everyone's attention turned back to the wheezing babyface, whose normally sweet and warm eyes were filled to the brim with tears, his face displaying the overwhelming agony he’s experienced, the source bruised under his hands. Gabriel lied on the floor, still, nauseous, crippled and irredeemably furious.
"What's up, Gabe!? I thought homo's like big, strong dude's touching their junk!? That's why you were hard, right!? Want me to touch your stuff some more!?"
Gabriel didn't respond to Maddox as he cockily taunted overhead. Unable to move and only beginning to process, Gabriel’s fit body only had a few moments by itself on the floor before Maddox took a hold of it and pulled him up. Gabriel's head pulled first, weakly and limply the rest of him following. To his knees, face filling up with color and potential sickness under a nasty snarl. Maddox stared down at Gabriel with intensity coming from his eyes and blowing out of his mouth.
He pulled Gabriel closer, feeling Gabriel's sputtering, warm breath's hitting his face, which sent shivers down Maddox's body. He pulled the hurting heartthrob closer and stared more intensely, closing his hands higher up to Gabriel's mouth. Each breath held more tension as it broke across the face of both handsome, sweaty men. Maddox's lips were twitching and hands were tightening, staring into the green eyes of his rival. There was so much Maddox wanted to do to this man, as he held his vulnerable, almost helpless frame in his sweaty hands.
Gabriel was tired of being held and looked at like this, and threw his head into Maddox's lips, knocking the bigger fighter back a few steps. Gabriel fell on his stomach, and tried to get up to his feet. But, before he could really get there, a crippling wave pulled on him and he fell back to the floor, whimpering with eyes rolling back and body twisting.
Maddox's eyes were furrowed and his mouth was snarled as he checked his mouth for any blood. He spit out and saw the crimson on the ring and looked back at Gabriel Young on the floor. Defiantly, he was staring back and trying to crawl up. He barely made it to his knees, pulling his body up like a curling cliff with his hands connected at his groin.
The crowd was silent with tension, captivated by the expressions in front of them. The next noise was the scream of Maddox as he ran in and raised his boot, sending the flat of it into Gabriel's defiant and handsome face, slamming it into his cheek as he just turned his head in time, but could not bring a hand up to block the impact.
The sound of the kick was thunderous and Gabriel's body bent backwards over his knees under the force. The crowd let out an audible gasp in unison as the referee jumped in the air in surprise.
"An absolutely devastating kick to the face!"
"He is knocked out, holy fucking crap!"
Maddox leaned against the ropes and turned around, to see Gabriel Young sprawled out, bent at the knees and back on the floor. His hands were raised and spread, his lower half was just off the ground because of his feet. His bulge lay still and pointed at Maddox, and he knew that Gabriel was out and not moving. Maddox smiled and nodded his head. He waved at the referee to start counting.
"1!"
"The referee is allowed to start the count now."
"Jarrett, I don't think I've ever seen a more brutal kick before to the face before."
"2!"
"That kick had to have knocked him into last week."
"Not to mention everything Gabe's been put through this match-"
"3!"
"-I'm sure Gabe's thankful for the rest he's having."
"4!"
The crowd cheered and yelled to wake Gabriel Young up as Maddox leaned against the ropes and took heavy breathes, looking over the ravenous crowd and wondering why they want Gabriel to win so badly. Can't they see that he's the one winning? Not that pussy pushover who probably never even touched a girl?
"5!"
"Didn't they see his boner a few minutes ago? There's no way you could miss it. How do you cheer for a dipshit who has a boner?"
"6!"
The crowd started to cheer louder at the sight of Gabriel Young stirring. Maddox turned back and saw the lean young man, moving and rolling onto his stomach. Maddox's eyes widened.
"7!"
"We spoke too soon, Chef! Gabriel's stirring!"
"He has until the count of 10 to get up, or it doesn't matter!"
"8!"
Gabriel pushed up on his stomach, shaking his head and trying to put his feet underneath him, but he was feeling extraordinarily heavy and winded. He was barely thinking, but knew he had to get back up.
"9!"
The crowd's cheering reached another volume at the 9 count and begged for Gabriel Young to make it to back to his feet. The crowd still needed Young to beat Maddox, and Suzie needed her big brother to win for her and her family. Guys like Maddox can't get away with what he tried to do, and she knew it.
As the referee raised his hands for the last call, Gabriel put his feet on the ground just in time, and the referee called off the count.
"He made it, he made it!"
"What heart from Gabriel Young! I was sure he was done for!"
"Maddox can't believe it! He's furious!"
Gabriel wasn't able to stay on his feet, and stumbled back to the floor just in front of the ropes, across the ring from the seething Maddox. Both hands clutched at his own tied up hair, unraveling it and tearing off the hair tie, unleashing himself. His eyes and mouth roared, outstretched neck grew veins and red, leading up to his passionate, and renaissance-esque face and expression. Looking as a live, living sculpture of robust manhood, from head to toe with his handsome, masculine face, impressive, ripped body and full, ample set of meat between his powerful legs.
"Maddox looks like he's ready to step it into another gear!"
Maddox made his way to Gabriel and picked him up, and threw him into the nearest corner. Without delay, Maddox reared his backhand back and chopped at the chest of his handsome, sharp opponent, creating a loud smack to explode out of the ring.
A loud groan of empathy resonated from the crowd at the sound, and sight of Gabriel's shocked, silent expression as he held his chest and tried to fall down. But, Maddox pushed him back in the corner, pushed his hands away and chopped him again. Although not as loud, Gabriel's piercing yell was enough to make the chop feel just as nasty, holding his hands tightly to his chest.
Maddox slammed his body and elbow into Gabriel's head and buried him deeper into the corner. Maddox then took a step back, held onto the middle ropes and shoved his shoulder into Gabriel's midsection, pushing him into the corner. Gabriel was leaning over Maddox, trying hard to catch his breath.
Maddox pushed and straightened Gabriel out by shoving his bigger hand into Gabriel's young and troubled, attractive face. Maddox pushed in deeper, and spoke in a loud, powerful whisper in Gabriel's ear, asking him to stay down and get this over with. Then, Maddox pushed away and ran into the other corner, turning around and running back into Gabriel with a whole body splash, squashing the strong, but still noticeably smaller young man in the corner.
Maddox backed up and let Gabriel collapse to the floor.
"Imagine a man of Maddox's size running into you at full speed and hitting you with all of his weight!"
"Imagine going through everything that Gabriel's been through so far, Chef."
"No, I don't think I'll do that."
"Good call there." Jarrett said, trying to hold in a laugh. "But really, I don't know how much more Gabriel can take. I don't even think he can stand on his own anymore."
Maddox looked down at Gabriel and then looked around. He noticed the top turnbuckle, then looked back down at Gabe on the floor. Maddox pulled the limp babyface away from the corner and placed him about 10 or so feet from the corner, belly up.
"What's Maddox up to here?"
"I don't know, but it's going to hurt."
Maddox walked to the corner, and looked at the turnbuckle. He pulled his powerful leg and went through the middle rope, then over it with the other one and looked back at Gabriel as he lied flat on his back where he left him. Maddox started to carefully climb up the turnbuckle with his hulking frame, not hiding his inexperience at it.
"Woah, woah there! I don't think he has a licence to fly!"
"I don't think he cares, Chef! He just wants to flatten Gabriel and put him away for good!"
"I don't think this is the right call! Maddox doesn't have to do this!"
Maddox made it to the top, and slowly stood up, careful not to let go of the ropes until he knew his muscular frame could stand balanced. His huge body at the top of the turnbuckle was a sight to behold, and caused great concern for everyone watching. As Maddox looked down at Gabriel from his vantage point, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. A nod followed, then his eyes reemerged with new life. Maddox pushed his sizable body off the top rope and spread his powerful arms and legs as he flew towards the prone, slender Gabriel.
"Maddox in the air!"
"He missed! He missed!"
At the last second, Gabriel rolled out and away from the oncoming 200 plus pounds of screaming meat from above. Maddox hit the floor with a loud thud, bouncing with the impact and rolling onto his side.
"This is Gabe's chance! He can take get back in this, off of the failed aerial maneuver!"
"Maddox took too long to get to the top and jump! He should've played it safe and just stayed wailing on him! I told you!"
Gabriel got to the ropes to help get him to his feet and started to realize that this is as good of an opportunity as any to finish the fight. He actually couldn't ask for much more than this. Maddox is still on the floor and in obvious pain, holding his chest and nose. Blood was dripping out, and Maddox looked out of breath and dazed. Gabriel nodded his head and pulled on the ropes, feeling the roar of the crowd behind him.
"The crowd is still hot behind Gabriel! They've been in his corner this entire time!"
"How can you not be invested, what a match we're watching, Chef!"
"A real display of heart and soul by Gabriel, I did not expect him to make it this far!"
"No one did, but he's here! And he's not wasting any time, taking the fight to Maddox as he was still stirring on the ground!"
Gabriel stomped on Maddox's stomach after he rolled onto his back. Maddox moved his hands in, but then Gabriel stomped a bit higher, then pushing off, walking around and trying to formulate a plan. The roar and cheers of the crowd were inspiring and distracting for the young, hopeful man, but he tried to keep his focus tight. He had to find a way to put away Maddox without giving him an opportunity to take back the momentum.
Suddenly, a rush of pain stemming from his testicles shook Gabriel, which brought him to a knee for a moment. Gabriel knows that Maddox has constantly went after his balls, and he cannot let him get a hold of them again. He won't be able to get up if he does.
The realization lit a spark in his mind. Gabriel realized a way he could put Maddox away for good. He looked at Maddox, lying on his back, his legs sprawled and hands over his midsection. Gabriel looked at the heavy grey bulge between Maddox's legs, and knew that those would definitely get the job done.
But even with that, Gabriel did not know if he wanted to win that way. Yes, he hates Maddox and yes, he knows Maddox needs to get put down, and he deserves to get his balls broken for everything he's done. But, Gabriel always tried to do what's right and hold to his principles. Especially when things get intense. Winning this match by stooping as low as Maddox has, would not allow the young babyface to feel satisfied or proud afterwards. Worse than that. He would feel just as if he had lost.
"Gabriel really needs to get back on the offense, he's wasting way too much time."
"He doesn't know what to do to put Maddox away, it looks like! He has to formulate a gameplan and stick to it! He has to keep the pressure on the big guy!"
Gabriel walked around to the Maddox's legs, and stepped on his ankle. Maddox screamed and held his ankle, and Gabriel responded by stepping on the other ankle. Maddox held onto his other ankle and then angrily kicked towards Gabriel, hitting him in the inner thigh. Gabriel yelled out and stumbled back, realizing how close he was to getting hit below the belt again. His eyes furrowed and he threw himself in and at Maddox, upper body first.
"And that ticked Gabriel off!"
"He's raining wild punches down! Look at him go!"
"Maddox is trying to cover up and squirm around, but Gabriel is furious and keeping it up!"
Gabriel continued to attack Maddox, but was painfully aware to keep his crotch away from Maddox, knowing exactly what he had to do. He kept his lower body tilted away from Maddox, no matter how he moved. Gabriel stopped himself before he got too carried away, and grabbed onto Maddox's hair and pulled him up. Maddox screamed but followed, not wanting to lose his scalp.
When up, Gabriel pulled Maddox's hair down and into his knee, knocking the thoughts out of Maddox's head by force. Maddox stood, doubled over and stumbling with Gabe still holding onto his hair and would've fallen if Gabriel didn't grab a hold of him by hooking his head under his armpit. Gabe felt he needed to do something more, so he grabbed the back of Maddox's knee, then pulled up and fell back, leading Maddox down to the mat head first, shaking the ring and creating a gasp from the crowd
"Oh, a DDT!?"
"Dropped dead on his head! No matter what it is, Maddox was just dropped on his head and that had to some serious damage!"
Maddox was planted into the ring and had to be pushed off his head by Gabriel as he kept on the offense. Pushing Maddox to the side, leaving him motionless on his side, Gabriel quickly got up and ran against the ring ropes, bouncing back and dropping low, dealing a double-booted dropkick into Maddox's midsection.
Maddox's midsection was pushed back under the force and the rest of his body followed at the bend. Any air that got back in his body after his failed splash, was forced out again. Maddox's hands were weakly held in, eyes were glazed and head was throbbing and foggy from all the punishment he's just endured.
"Gabriel with the momentum, he's on a roll!"
Gabriel knew that he had to keep it going. After pulling his feet out of Maddox's midsection, he quickly got to his feet and pulled Maddox up to his knees. Wavering, but on his knees, Maddox was in a dream-like state up until Gabriel hit him with a loud and fierce running boot to the side of the head, dropping Maddox to the floor, lifeless and limp.
"Oh, did you hear that sound!"
"His lights are out! Count ref, what are you waiting for!"
"1!"
Gabriel leaned against the ropes and took his breath, looking up and closing his eyes. He dropped Maddox on his head after he fell face first on the floor, kicked him in the stomach and kicked him in the head. He prayed to God that would be enough to put Maddox down for a ten count.
"2!"
Gabriel looked down at Maddox, seeing him lifeless and limp on the ring, outside of the rising and falling of his breath inside.
"3!"
The crowd chanted in unison with the referee, running on the high of what might very well be victory. Maddox was not moving.
"4!"
Looking around the crowd, Gabriel noticed so many familiar faces. So many friends from school. The high school he and Maddox went to, and even some buddies from his new college. He couldn't help but smile seeing the support from them, cheering him on.
"5!"
Gabriel noticed his sister again, and she looked more intense than anyone else around her. Her eyes were tight and her fist was clenched. She raised her fist with the referee, as the
"6!"
count came through, and Gabriel turned back to Maddox. He hasn't moved yet, and Gabriel crouched lower to the floor. He was feeling it build up inside him.
"7!"
Maddox's arm jerked. Gabriel stopped breathing and tightened his grip on the ring rope he was holding onto.
"8!"
Maddox turned lightly, towards the ring ropes but seemed to have no idea where he was. He made no effort to grab for the ring rope, or get up off his feet.
"9!"
Maddox rolled again, this time almost under the ring ropes. Gabriel was shaking the middle rope with the tension, and it felt like time was in slow motion.
Lethargically, Maddox rolled away again, this time managing to fall out of the ring as he did so. His feet went to the floor first, and the referee slapped his hands together at the last possible moment, calling off the 10 count. The crowd let out a desperate sigh. Some groans came next, and some encouragement for Gabriel. He had to get his head back in the game.
"Maddox, the lucky bastard! Rolled out of the ring, I don't think he even meant to, he just fell!"
"He fell out of the ring, accidentally fell on his feet and then stumbled back to the floor. I don't think he has any idea where he is right now!"
Gabriel cursed and was visibly upset at Maddox getting up just in time. But he had to get back in the game. But what else could he do to him?
"Gabe! Over here! Gabe!"
Gabriel heard his name called, and looked around. He didn't know where it came from, but tried to discern. He knows he knows that voice.
"Gabe! Here!"
Gabe saw the wave of his sisters hand, and nodded. She then reached back and lifted up a steel chair.
"Take my chair! Knock him out!"
"Wait, did I hear that right!?"
"I think Suzie just offered her brother a chair!"
"Can she do that!?"
"There are no rules. Chef! And no one's sitting anymore anyways!"
Gabriel didn't understand what her sister wanted. He rolled out of the ring and walked up to her.
"What!?" Gabriel asked, shaking his head.
"Take my chair and use it, bro! Go!" Suzie encouraged, acting like she was going to throw the chair at her brother, who flinched at the motion. It made Suzie break her serious expression and laugh before shaking it again.
"Come on! Before he gets up!"
Gabriel turned around to look for Maddox, and saw him lying on the floor. He turned over and moved his hands out over his body, reaching for something above and out of reach in the sky. Gabriel shouldn't be wasting anymore time.
He turned back to his sister, but didn't know what to do. She shook the chair again, and Gabriel hesitantly took it. He looked at it and swallowed hard.
"I... I don't know. I-"
"Fucking dumbass, Gabe! Just fucking end him, stop hesitating! Win the match! Come on Gabe, fucking! Win! Go!" Suzie yelled in frustration.
Gabriel felt the encouragement from his sister, and nodded his head. The most important thing is to win. He has to win against Maddox. He can't let Maddox get away with it.
He took the chair in both hands and held it by its legs. He turned and saw Maddox crawling away, just at the last second. He made it to the other side of the ring and now Gabriel had to go get him.
Gabriel, encouraged and revitalized, walking forward in his green tights and now stern face, not willing to hesitate anymore. Wearing red welts all over his body like he owns them, Gabriel knows what he has to do.
He turned the corner, and saw Maddox hunched over, and looking over his shoulder. At the sight of Gabe, his eyes went wide and scared. He stumbled and walked forward, desperately trying to create distance between him and Gabe.
Gabriel didn't waste more time and went to follow Maddox, who was barely able to walk forward as he held both of his in front of his body. It didn't take Gabriel too long to catch up to Maddox.
Gabriel raised the chair over his head and began to strike down on Maddox's back. But, Maddox, with his eyes over his shoulders, was waiting for this moment and flipped over, getting out of the way of the oncoming overhead, while simultaneously using the momentum to swing the kendo stick into the side of Gabriel, eliciting another loud twack, creating another welt on his toned body.
"He was playing possum!"
"Where did he get that kendo stick from!?"
"Very smart move by Maddox! He was more aware than we thought!"
Gabriel retracted, his body and face tightening at the stinging impact, dropping the chair to the floor and curling towards the ring. He did not expect that strike, and was not expecting another swing of the kendo stick, this time crashing right below his shoulder blades. Gabriel yelped and retracted, then pushed himself into the ring, crawling away just to writhe in the ring, wailing over the new welts forming along him. The welts from earlier were still beat red on his otherwise clear and perfect skin.
"Crawl away, you fucking coward! Just like your fucking sister!"
Maddox picked up the chair that Gabriel dropped onto the floor and pushed it into the ring, still holding onto his kendo stick. Rolling under the ropes, Maddox pushed the chair to the side and approached Gabriel as he became aware of the approaching danger.
Gabriel climbed to his feet as fast as he could, and dodged to the side of his wild attack. Maddox's uncontained hair flew and swung as he turned his head, looking for Gabriel and rashly took an immediate swing at Gabriel before giving him a chance to recognize it.
The swing slapped Gabriel's hand, bringing about a yell and motivation to get further away from Maddox. Scurrying away, Gabriel stumbled over the chair, taking a hold of it with one hand and looking up just in time to see Maddox advancing with bad intentions.
With his good hand, Gabriel tossed the chair into the air in the direction of the oncoming swinger and high at his face, as he scurried,
"Quick thinking by Gabriel!"
"Maddox is dazed!"
Maddox stumbled and dropped the stick as he reacted to the chair being thrown at his face. He looked down, picked up the chair by its legs and then turned to Gabriel with chaotic energy and swung the chair overhead at the wide-eyed Gabriel.
Gabriel ducked under the swing, causing the chair to hit the rope and ricochet back into Maddox's head.
"Ohhh! Backfire! Backfire!"
Gabriel caught quick, frantic breaths as he watched Maddox stumble on his feet, struggling to stay upright. The chair thudded to the floor and Gabriel sprung in and picked it up. He held it up, raising and then swung it down onto Maddox's head loudly. Maddox fell back to the floor with his hands raised up and lost.
"Sickening chair shot! Maddox is down!"
Maddox's eyes were dazed but his body was still in there, trying to roll around pull himself to his feet. Gabriel took some steps back with the chair, and held it tightly, licking his lips and eyeing Maddox as he drifted on the floor, trying to pull himself up. Gabriel slammed the chair on the floor several times, then ran in after waiting too long and slammed it over the back of Maddox. Another slam of the chair and Maddox screamed out in agony. Gabriel altered his grip of the chair, holding it facing down, and then slammed the top of it like a piercing weapon into Maddox's side. He continued this motion to the roar of the crowd and agony of Maddox. Then, Gabriel threw the chair onto the head of Maddox and then pushed it off, pulled Maddox to the chair by the hair, and slammed his head down over and over on the chair.
"Gabriel's unhinged!"
"Finally! This is what you need in a match like this!"
Gabriel threw Maddox's face down one last time and then roared and stomped on him wildly, causing him to lose his balance and fall over. Maddox weakly covered his head, barely weathering the storm Gabriel was unleashing. Gabriel stood up and kicked him in the head one last time, finding an opening, causing Maddox to shake and cover up what he missed. Gabriel stumbled back to the ropes, latching onto them as he took sharp, heavy and angry breaths.
The roar of the crowd was at its highest point and there was no escaping the atmosphere. Even as Maddox lied on the bloody chair, head hurting and numb, he felt the energy. He knew things weren't looking good for him.
Weakly, he rolled off of the chair and showing the world his badly bleeding nose, which was pouring down his face and neck as he lied on his back.
Gabriel did not care, and pushed back in after he caught his breath. He jumped in and with his right foot, stomped down on Maddox's bulge, slamming his manhood with the heel of his boot. Maddox cried out and tightly wound his hands over Gabriel's boot. His eyes grew wide and his legs stomped wildly as he incoherently pleaded with Gabriel.
"Gabriel with his foot right where Maddox does not want it!"
"I haven't seen two men go for each other's balls so much since my youth summer camp, let me tell you."
"Please don't."
Gabriel continued to pressure down on Maddox's bulge, causing him to slam his head against the ground, his face getting more and more red.
"Don't ever mention my sister again! Got it!"
"Fuck! Yes!"
Gabriel pushed up a little bit more and made sure he stood steadily over Maddox as he continued. He wasn't going to let him slip away again, even as he continued to writhe and squirm underneath him.
"Get off, please get off!"
"Would you, if I asked! Fuck no, so why should I!?"
"Gahh! Faack!"
Maddox couldn't take it anymore and pushed his leg around and tried to push Gabriel off, but he wouldn't fall off. Suddenly, Maddox pulled his right leg up and with remarkable flexibility, slammed his foot up between Gabriel's leg, starting from behind and ending buried in his crotch. The sound of the kick making direct contact with Gabriel's testicles was piercing, and the sight of his bulge being pushed forward made it even more painfully clear. Gabriel instantly choked and lifted his body as he felt Maddox's kick strike near and dear.
The crowd gasped and groaned at the kick and sight of their hero taking another kick to the balls. Gabriel stumbled for just a moment before he fell to the side and looked as if he was shot. Then, a choking sound escaped his parted lips and his body tensed in wracking, arresting agony. Gabriel Young’s face was one of shock and draining existence, the color leaving and his eyes fluttering as his lips lied against the mat. His legs spasmed, twisting his ravaged body and then lied still, a long string of saliva leaking out of his mouth. A low, sad guttural whimper was heard as the crowd was totally silent in shock and shared agony.
"I'm really getting sick, Chef. I can't watch anymore of this."
The crowd watched in grief as both fighters were on the floor in terrible nut pain. But it was clear that Gabriel was in much worse condition. As he progressed on the floor, he began chocking and coughing in frightening bursts. Several audience members gagged as they saw Gabriel throw up on the mat, that deep, brutal sickness finally welling up and leaving no more room inside him. It stuck to his lips as formed in a puddle as he continued to cough. Even as Gabriel twisted and shook, it stretched from his lip, until he faced the other side and heaved on the mat.
Maddox got to his knees and saw Gabriel helplessly at loss next to him. Gabriel's back was to him, and Maddox crawled closer to his opponent. He placed his head on Gabriel's arm, and then took his left hand and shoved it down Gabriel's tights. His hand explored and prodded inside Gabriel's tights for a couple moments, causing Gabriel to shift and try to close his legs. He even threw a hand under his tights to try and fight Maddox off, but then Gabriel shrieked and everyone knew that he couldn't fight him off.
"Oh my God, I can't believe what he's doing!"
"I've never seen anything like this. Please, just end the match!"
Maddox's bloody smile, sitting atop Gabriel's arm as there was a clear hand holding tightly inside Gabriel's tights from behind, was stitched into the mind of everyone watching, including Suzie Young. And as Gabriel begged and whined, crying openly and body frozen as his face was shaking, it just made Maddox's bloody smile feel so much more disturbing.
"I'm going to say whatever I want, Gabe. And I should've fucked your sister too, but you saved her. Congrats! I know, you just wanted me for yourself anyways, right fag? That's why you were hard and put your foot on my dick. You want me, right!?"
"Please let go, please stop!" Gabriel gasped in a scared rush.
"Oh, but no. You're going to pay, and we're going to get what we want!"
Maddox pushed off Gabe, still holding his hand down and through his ass, holding tightly onto Gabe's rapidly swelling balls, barely holding them in his one hand. He really did have a great pair, Maddox realized. But too bad they're going to be wasted.
Maddox used his other hand to pull down Gabe's green tights and was met with no resistance. The crowd gasped and yelled obscenities as this no holds barred match has taken yet another step too far.
"My god, what the fuck! Turn the cameras away!" Jarrett yelled out, hoping the two camera men could hear him. But the crowd was too loud, and the cameramen were too focused on the drama in the ring, getting the best angles they could of this once in a lifetime matchup.
Maddox then used his other hand and grabbed a hold of Gabriel's soft cock and held it tightly. He licked his lips and looked up and over Gabriel, as he lied helpless underneath him. His eyes shut and his face looked full and sick. He was shivering and shook his head, as it was tilted down.
"Please, stop. No, please, I give." Gabriel begged in gasps as lied on the mat, his manhood in the hands of the evil Maddox Lewis. There was no more fight in Gabriel, he could barely breathe or think.
"Doesn't matter if you give or not. I have to let you down for the 10 count. And I will, after your cock explodes in front of everyone here."
Gabriel breathed out harshly and shook his head, shaking his body weakly.
"No, no, no, no-"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Hahahaha!" Maddox chanted as he closed both of his hands tightly and tugged on both pieces of meat in his hand. Gabriel yelped and tightened his body and threw his head back, animated agony and defeat. His legs twisted and spasmed, as Maddox concluded his yes's and laughed gleefully. He looked deranged and truly captivated the all watching, for many wrong reasons.
Maddox, breathing and leaning over Gabriel, felt his warm wet body under his as he started to stroke and warm up Gabriel's only genital that wasn't bruised yet. Gabriel moaned and shook his head, feeling disgusted to be there and just wishing he could disappear. But he couldn't. There was nothing he could do. His balls were in Maddox's hand.
Maddox continued as Gabriel's cock started to get hard on it's own, causing Gabriel to whine and plead again.
"Please, please, no. Stop-"
"Keep on begging, bitch. Keep it coming."
"Fuck, please, stop! I caAAAaaaaAYyyyyeEekk!"
Maddox started to twist the balls in his hand and Gabriel shrieked and spasmed once again. Maddox laughed again and licked Gabriel's body, then licking the blood he got on him.
Jarrett and Chef were speechless and had no idea what to say, if there even was anything to say. Jarrett did not want the main event to go this way, but he promised himself, the two in the ring and the fans that the only way to stop this match was by a count of 10 by the referee. He never imagined that this would be the way the match goes. He didn't start a backyard wrestling federation for this to happen. This is way too much.
But what could he do? He was frozen in place anyways. Everyone was. At least until some murmurs from the crowd started to break the intense erotica of the sounds from the two in the ring. Some of the crowd was moaning and gasping along with the rhythm of Gabriel and Maddox, and others were stunned in silence. Some of the more bold and excited started to cheer and yell at the two in the fight.
"Lick his face!"
"Don't cum yet! Hold on!"
"Fuck him while you're at it! You know he's tight!"
Maddox laughed and licked Gabriel's face, bringing more embarrassment to the defeated babyface. There was nothing left in him, except a budding load that's being prodded to get pulled out from the darkest and most bruised section of his body, which was deep with landfills full of trauma and sickening agony. Some of which was leaking out of Gabriel, out through more than one hole.
Maddox continued and grew in intensity, feeling Gabriel coming closer and closer. His cock was hard and rubbing against Gabriel, defiling his vulnerable frame. Gabriel yelled and buckled, shaking and moaning out. His green eyes were shut and his mouth was whimpering. The tight green spandex was still around his shins and Maddox's face was heavy over him. Together, they reached a climax and both screamed out as Gabriel unleashed his load up into the air. Maddox pulled his head back in disgust and crushed his other hand, squeezing Gabriel's draining and bruised testicles with all of his force.
Gabriel's ecstatic scream morphed into one of roaring despair and ruined life. He shook and stuttered, cramping and choking as Maddox twisted his squeeze and pulled back, with his balls still being destroyed in his hand.
Gabriel's eyes rolled and his scream ended and he lied limp, even as his dick sputtered out the fruits of his loins. Maddox reinforced his grip and saw no more reaction out of Gabriel, and knew he was out.
Satisfied, Maddox let go and rolled away from Gabriel. He stood up and showered in the ecstasy of victory.
The crowd was half cheering and half in shock. They saw their hero get juiced and ruined by the evil, terrible villain. But somehow, there was something to love about it for some. Except for Suzie, who hid her face in her hands and tried to disappear. She can't believe it.
"1!"
The referee hesitantly started counting, not wanting to look at the sprawled out and ruined Gabriel Young, but knowing his duty has to be fulfilled. He tried to save him the embarrassment and counted quicker than he was before.
"2!"
Maddox was wet from his bloody nose and the cum that exploded out of Gabriel's cock against his will. He was also wet from his own explosion inside his grey tights that was dripping down his leg. His cock was still hard too.
"3!"
Maddox was looking down at the sprawled, unconscious babyface beneath him.
"4!"
"Count slower!" Maddox yelled at the referee, who shied away and nodded. He swallowed hard and breathed big. His count slowed down again.
"5!"
Maddox looked around and took in the crowd. He was receiving nothing but boo's before, but now. Some were cheering him. Others were clapping. And others' eyes were wide in awe of what they just witnessed.
"6!"
"You're welcome!" Maddox yelled out as he put a foot on Gabriel's stomach. His body didn't move at all.
"7!"
"Well... I think that's it, Jarrett. I don't really want to talk about it though."
"8!"
"I don't want to either, Chef. That was not wrestling. That was..."
"9!"
"That was gay porn, Jarrett. That was gay porn.
"10! Ring the Bell!"
DING DING
The ring announcer spoke loudly into the microphone given to him. He had to swallow before he started.
"The winner, of this match! Maaaddoooxx... Leeewwwwiiiiisss!!"
Maddox's arms were raised to the sky, and the referee hesitantly held onto the least wet looking part of his shoulder, pointing at Maddox with the other. Maddox looked forward with a full, smug smile as his personally chosen music blared over the speakers that announced his victory. Detriot Rock City by KISS opening rift blared through, with some uncomfortable static before evening out and allowing Maddox to tour around the side of the ring and lather in his victory. The Cameramen following his every move, and being sure to have the defeated Gabriel in the background, sprawled and unconscious, whenever he was close to the shot.
"And... that's it for tonight folks. Thank you for watching and, I hope... you enjoyed, and I hope we'll be here next month. More details to come."
"Before we cut off, I just want to say... I know what we saw was unconventional. But I guarantee you, that you will never find anything like this, anywhere else. But JWF."
"Thank you, Chef. I think you're 100% right there. Don't forget to follow JWF on Instagram and twitter, to get more updates and interviews from tonight's competitors. And with that, good night folks. We hope to see you soon."
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