*Frank* vs *Max*

When Frank agreed to wrestle Max he knew it was going to be a jockstrap match. He just never figured that when Max showed up he’d be wearing a leather singlet. You wouldn’t think it would matter what the intense dark haired young man would wear before the match. But for some reason Frank felt uneasy about it.

And rightly so. The junior leatherman takes every opportunity to drive elbows into Frank’s body, legs, and face. It’s almost a complete squash until Max tries a few elbows of his own. They go into the leatherman’s gut while Frank was being held in an arm bar with a forearm across his throat. Frank gets free, quickly turns around and punches Max squarely on the face.

The dark haired hunks stands there, hair draped over his face as Frank throws another squarely on the chin. Emotionless, Max pushes away Frank’s third attempt, spins Franks around and puts him in a cobra clutch. The tanned beauty struggles as his legs try to gain some sort of footing without success.

Before Frank can pass out, Max drops him to the mat. Bending over, Max strips Frank of his jock and then removes his own. The leatherman ties them together, turns Frank over on his stomach, and uses the moist gear to tie Frank’s hands together. He then takes his leather singlet and uses it to binds his opponent’s legs.

Turning Frank over on his back, Max straddles the other man’s chest and lays his hands over the toned, tanned pecs. Only then does Max show an expression on his face. Frank wasn’t sure which made him uneasier...the small smirk on Max’s face or the leatherman’s hand reaching backward.

*Aaron* vs *Bennett*

These two latinos really burn up the mat room. And at some points you’d think they got together to bare knuckle box. Aaron is a few years younger than Bennett but his lack of experience hasn’t been a problem yet. But to Bennett, that is the problem. He thinks he should have had Aaron stripped of his jock within the first ten minutes. It’s been twenty minutes and the sweaty young grappler looks like he can still hold his own.

Bennett should know. He’s currently dangling off the mat in a bearhug. Aaron squeezes and buries his head in his opponent’s dark chest. Bennett wraps his arms in front and in back of Aaron’s head, but before he can lock the sleeper on he’s thrown back first to the mat. The little asshole, Bennett thought. Again Aaron avoids a possible submission.

With Aaron on top of him, an infuriated Bennett puts his arm over the back of Aaron’s head. He also puts his free hand underneath Aaron’s arm and claws his fingers beneath the young man’s pec. Aaron’s left arm was useless, he had to use that to push off the mat to alleviate the pain from Bennett’s grip. His right arm could throw some punches but not without feeling the claw sink in deeper. Looking down at the mat, Aaron considers his options. Wrapping his legs around Aaron’s waist, Bennett decided to limit those options.

Taking a short breather, Aaron forces himself to his feet. Still squatting and bent foreword, he decides it’s time to go on the offensive again. Wrapping his arm around the one Bennett is using to apply the pec claw. Aaron then grabs his wrist with his other hand. The young man grimaces at the increased pain in his neck. Aaron starts to jerk his arm so that Bennett’s claw applying limb gets bent in a direction it isn’t suppose to go. Each move adds more and more stress to Bennett’s elbow which finally twinges enough to make the tanned wrestler think twice about keeping the claw on.

But while he was concentrating on his elbow, Bennett didn’t notice that Aaron was also making headway with getting his head free. Something which only became evident after Aaron actually does pull his head out. At the same time he pulls back and gets his pec free as well. Unfortunately for him, he’s still got Bennett’s legs squeezing his sides. He grabs each of Bennett’s wrists and takes several seconds to try and get his thoughts together. Aaron's head continually throbs as Bennett gets his hands free. The grappler has no choice but to take the gut punches from the tanned wrestler as his head clears. Pushing his hands against Bennett’s legs, Aaron pushes them downward while continuing to absorb his opponents stomach blows.

With great effort Aaron gets to his feet while holding on to Bennett’s legs. Turning him over, Bennett finds himself in a boston crab. Aaron pulls back with all his strength as he bridges back. The young wrestler realizes this may have been a mistake. The blood rushes to his still sore head. Bennett cringes and tries to flex himself out of the hold. This includes performing a handstand. But strangely enough, Aaron becomes light headed and drops on top of Bennett’s back. The stretched lower back of the tanned wrestler gives a hard jolt of pain up and down his spine.

Aaron slides off of Bennett’s sweaty back as both men try to recover. Bennett gets to his feet while holding on to each of Aaron’s wrists. Pulling back on the young man’s arms, Bennett plants a foot on Aaron’s exposed butt crack and pulls back. Aaron’s upper chest raises off the mat as he let’s out a tired yell. His head sinks downward as his arms are pulled further back. Bennett only has to ask twice before he gets a submission. Letting the arms go, Bennett gives Aaron a parting kick in the ass.

*Dennis* vs *Eric*

When each of these guys walk into the mat room all they’re wearing are jockstraps and their leather jackets. Eric fills his out pretty well and slowly takes it off while eyeing his opponent. Dennis does the same thing. But his jacket is oversized and as he strips it off he displays a smaller body than anyone would have thought. But that’s okay with Dennis. He loves wrestling bigger guys. Or to be more exact, fighting bigger guys. Eric gives Dennis a look up and down as they each stretch. The blonde isn’t being cocky when he thinks Dennis is going to be easy pickings.

They both get to their feet and walk toward each other. Still looking into each other’s eyes, Dennis wraps his arms around Eric’s waist and puts him in a bearhug. Eric has a surprised look on his face as he’s lifted in the air and slammed to the mat. Dennis immediately gets up and leans against the wall. Eric gets to his feet but thins that Dennis is ‘letting’ him get to his feet. This kind of pisses him off. Who does this little punk think he is?

As soon as Eric gets to his feet Dennis walks over again. This time Dennis is the one put in the bearhug and lifted off the mat. Dennis immediately wraps his legs around Eric’s waist and his arms around Eric’s neck. A shocked blonde immediately lets go and pushes Dennis to the floor. What the hell did he think he was doing trying a sleeper so early?

This type of back-and-forth continued for some time. Eric would try a hold and Dennis would immediately now what to do to be released. The only time he could catch the thin young man off guard was when he threw a fist. So that’s what Eric finally decided to concentrate on. Yeah, this was suppose to be a wrestling match but when they set up the terms neither mentioned punches weren’t allowed.

After a kick to the stomach, Dennis tries another but Eric grabs the leg. A forearm to the front of the leg gives Eric his first clue that Dennis is breaking under the stress. The frustration in his opponent’s face spurs Eric’s determination as he keeps the leg held tight under his arm. He pushes on it so Dennis has to hop backward toward the wall. Not being able to go any farther, Eric keeps coming forward and now has Dennis’ raised knee under his arm. Using his free fist, the blonde pummels Dennis’ gut time and again. Dennis stands there and takes it. Blow after blow forces the young man to clench his teeth while trying to also clench his abdominals.

Dennis’ stomach begins to redden as the blonde refuses to give the other young man time to breath. Then without warning, Dennis grabs the back of Eric’s head when the blonde leaned in a little too close. Since Eric is holding his other leg and his back is pressed firmly against the wall, Dennis is able to bring his other leg up and put it behind Eric’s neck.

The blonde instinctively drops the other leg which Dennis uses to ram into Eric’s knee. Eric drops like a rock to the mat and gives Dennis the ability to maneuver behind his opponent and put a figure four leg lock around Eric’s neck. The blonde is resting on his knees and bent foreword with his head touching the mat. Dennis is riding the back of his opponent’s neck as he has both fists on the ground to keep him balanced. Because Dennis is so thin, his legs make better contact with Eric’s entire neck. Dennis’ legs hit the sweet spots on Eric’s neck. The anaconda type constriction has an immediate affect on the blonde’s consciousness. Eric doesn’t even have the chance to raise a hand as he slumps slightly foreword indicating he’s passed out.

Dennis slowly releases the hold and moves gently out of the way so as not to disturb the resting wrestler. The victor walks over to Eric’s jacket, picks it up, and puts it on. He then picks up the one he wore into the mat room. The one he won off of his last opponent. And leaves.