Theo Zolt vs *Ramerez*

Ramerez has a strange sense of humor. He plays the Mexican heel to a tee. He beings by telling Theo, “We don’t need no stinkin’ trunks.” As Theo takes his underwear off he smirks and thinks, “If his are stinkin’ then I better be happy we’re taking them off right at the start.”

The mustached Mexican doesn’t like anyone else to smirk during a match except him so he sets down the law right from the start. Casually walking up to Theo he puts a finger between Theo’s pecs and says, “You, gringo, will rue the day that you took Texas from us.”

Theo just looks down at the finger and then up at Ramerez with the expression of, “What?!?!?”

Ramerez says nothing as he backs up a little before both men lock up.

Theo, or as Ramerez keeps calling him ‘Pale White Warrior From The North”, seems to more than hold his own during this match. Getting Ramerez in a camel clutch looks like a sure fire way to win. But Ramerez is one tough hombre. If the matches he had been in were half as bad as they say you’d cringe big time.

While still in the camel clutch, Ramerez slowly gets to his knees. This is an amazing effort in itself which has Theo worried. If Ramerez has this much strength in reserve then how the hell is he going to beat him. When Ramerez gets to his knees Theo worries how the hell is he going to get out of the room.

With his hands still firmly under Ramerez’s chin, Theo plants a knee to the mature back of his opponent. The intensity in Ramerez’s face really isn’t something that Theo wants to see right now. Grabbing each of Theo’s hands, Ramerez pulls them apart while starting a low grumbling noise. As if a wild animal was just released and it’s looking for who put it in the cage.

Jerking Theo forward, Ramerez rams his head back into Theo’s face. Still holding on to the wrists, Ramerez quickly gets to his feet and lifts Theo’s arms upward and twists before the ‘white warrior’ can do anything about it. Now Ramerez is behind Theo holding on to two arms raises above his opponent’s head. Returning the favor, Ramerez now has a foot on Theo’s lower back.

“You’re lucky,” says Ramerez, “If my brother was here your whole body would would be his play toy.”

The Mexican then pushes Theo into the wall and follows up with a reverse bearhug. Pulling his opponent to the middle of the room Ramerez says, “Guess you’ll just have to be mine.”

Now...yes only now...does Theo realize how serious things are. His gut feels like it’s being crushed from two sides. The fist that is trying to get in and his air which is trying to get out. The air seems to be winning as Theo has more and trouble breathing.

“Getting light headed, gringo?” taunts Ramerez as he slams Theo chest first into the wall.

Upon the rebound Theo is lifted into an over the shoulder back breaker with one hand on his throat and another on his crotch. It’s hard to tell which is getting squeezed more. Ramerez walks the dazed, tired man around the mats while continuing his verbal taunts.

“I claim this land, “ Ramerez says as he drops to his knees, “on behalf of Mexico.”

Theo feels a jolt through his whole body as he drops to the mat. Still on his knees, Ramerez pivots around and places a knee across Theo’s exposed chest. Taking his elastic arm band off, Ramerez puts it around Theo’s dick twice, snapping it the second time. Theo bends upward due to the constriction with a grimace on his face.

“What’s wrong, gringo?” Ramerez asks while grabbing Theo’s enlarging crotch, “You don’t want a pipeline between America and Mexico?”

Theo struggles to push Ramerez off both out of desperation and perspiration. It’s one thing to be out wrestled and beaten up. It’s another to be beaten off. Ramerez pushes Theo onto his stomach and slaps his ass hard before pushing a knee to the small of the back. Theo bucks like a bronco and is able to get to his knees as Ramerez tries to gain control again.

The Mexican finally does by bending Theo backward with his head tightly held under Ramerez’s arm. Using his free hand to slam fists into Theo’s pecs the heel asks, “You like punishment more east or west of the Mississippi?” With each punch he continues to distinguish which pec is east and which is west.

Looking down the held man’s body Ramerez against asks a derogatory question, “Do I see Florida?”

You can guess Theo’s reaction at being crotch grabbed again, but this time it was obviously worse. And obviously time for Theo to submit.

Letting go of Theo’s head...that is, the one under his arm, Ramerez keeps his tight grip ‘below the Rio Grande’. And looking deeply into Theo’s eyes he says, “You’re lucky I’m not Native American or I would have scalped you.”

*Vince* vs R. Dean

When they said this was going to be a big main event little did anyone know they meant the wrestlers. The ring looked a lot smaller once these two black stallions entered. Though, it wasn’t really a ring. It was more like an area of mats enclosed by a padded wall. The walls are seven feet tall and have five feet of solid padding. Each man climbs into on top of the wall and walks around it for awhile while looking at each other. The crowd in the bleachers yell and scream at the naked men. Vince, the veteran who loves squashing black bodybuilders like they were bugs. And Dean, the newcomer with an impressive line of victories under his belt.

Both men jump into the ring and slowly walk toward the center. Their chests meet as they continue their stare. A voice over the speakers tell them to move back to the walls. Still looking at each other, they do as they are told and back up. At the same time the lights outside the ring dim as they increase inside.

When the bell rings both black bulls charge each other and exchange hard fists wherever they can. This goes on for several minutes until Dean pushes Vince back against the wall and kicks him in the balls. Vince doesn’t instantly attack which Dean believes is a sign of weakness. So he charges in and rams his shoulder into the black bodybuilder. Vince wraps his arms around Dean’s upper chest and squeezes. Dean strikes Vince in the balls twice before he’s lifted upside down in the air and powerbombed to the mat.

Vince follows up his own kick to Dean’s balls. He then plants a knee between Dean’s legs. He leaves it on his opponents pelvic region as both men lock their hands together. Biceps swell as Vince moves his knees around Dean’s crotch. Dean wraps his legs around Vince’s waist and begins to squeeze. Vince winces and starts feeling the strength in those toned muscular thighs. After some effort, Dean forces Vince down to the mat while continually squeezing.

The held man tries to pull and push the legs apart but doesn’t have much luck. Dean pushes upward on his hands as he vibrates his tree trunk legs. Vince’s body shakes as his head and body arches backward. Trying to mount a defense, Vince is able to securely grab Dean’s thigh in a double claw hold. The fingers dig deep into the muscle tissue as Dean arches himself forward to break the hold. For his trouble, Dean is given an elbow to the face and then punches directly in the balls. The hurt bodybuilder loosens his scissors hold enough for Vince to get an arm between the legs and pry them apart.

Vince rolls out of the way and back kicks Dean in the gut. It does some damage but Dean grabs the leg and keeps him stomach down on the mat. Dean quickly works his way up Vince’s body by clawing the downed man’s butt cheeks. He then gets to his knees and wraps his arms around Vince’s stomach. Dragging Vince to his feet, Dean throws Vince over in a german suplex. Dean keeps his grip, drags Vince to his feet and does it again.

Dean tries to do it a third time but when they get to their feet Vince reaches back and grabs Dean in a tight headlock. Fist after fist gets pounded into Dean’s face which makes him remove his bearhug. Vince then pushes Dean’s head down while he raises a knee to greet it. The black bodybuilder staggers back and instinctively swings toward the oncoming black bull. But Vince easily deflects it,spins Dean around and puts him in a full nelson.

The sweat soaked wrestler’s head is pushed downward and furiously tossed back and forth as Vince’s teeth grit and snarl hot air onto the back of Dean’s neck. The pressure is kept on for a over half minute as Dean flexes his huge shoulders to break the grip. Right when he thought he was gaining ground, Vince releases the hold and pushes Dean chest first into the wall. This is followed up with a hard knee to Dean’s tail bone and then another to the small of his back. Vince keep the knee there, and puts his arm around Dean’s throat and bends him backward. Two thrusts backward have Dean verbally grunting in pain.

This was exactly what Dean wanted to hear as he maneuvers himself so both bodybuilders are back to back. Locking their arms, Vince lifts Dean onto his back and locks his hands under Dean’s neck. He carries Dean around the ring and lets everyone see the black stud’s sweaty nude body hanging from the back ‘of a real man’, Vince exclaims. He bounces Dean up and down and yells that he wants a submission but none is given. Backing up, Vince rams Dean chest first into the wall and lets him drop to the floor.

Dean coughs as he gets to his feet as fast as he can. But it’s not fast enough. Vince, turns him around punches each of Dean’s hard pecs before putting them in claw holds. Vince has a tough time getting his hands over the masses of man flesh and finding a good point to grab on to. Dean grabs Vince’s arms and slowly backs Vince up only to have Vince push him back. Dean’s upper chest is like iron and the claws have only a distracting effect. Vince continues the squeezing and the probing of the pecs as he tries to pull the flesh off the bone.

Dean tries his own pec grabs and seems to have more success. Slowly Dean is able to move himself off the wall. Using all the strength his his big arms and hands, Dean bears down on Vince’s upper chest . Vince continues to try and do the same but Dean’s chest is just too massive.

Tripping on the sweat soaked mats, Vince falls back and down to one knee. Dean pushes more and more as he goes slightly forward as Vince goes slightly back. Vince tries to reposition his grip but Dean didn’t let on that it was having any effect. But then, by accident, Vince’s fingers pinched Dean’s nipples. At first Vince thought Dean’s momentary lapse of attention was due to a before unfound sore spot on the black man’s pecs. So Vince continued with the clawing and noticed he was losing ground again and leaning farther back.

Then he accidentally pinched Dean’s nipples again. This time Dean was leaning far enough over that he could feel Dean’s dick slightly lengthen against his thigh. Grabbing each of his opponent’s black dots, he pulls and twists them. Dean’s expression changes from one of intense concentration to one of slight distraction. Vince chances a glance downward and sees Dean’s appendage squirming and moving on its own.

Letting one nipple go, he slugs Dean in the face. And continues doing so while keeping tight fingers around the other black pec dot. Dean tries a slug of his own at the same time that Vince lands another one. Both fall to the mats. At first the crowd thought it might be a mutual knockout. But both men move and slowly get to their feet. But while Dean tries a running tackle, Vince grabs the other sweaty man around the middle of his chest and heaves Dean over one of his shoulders and attaches his fingers over the obviously tender nipples.

Dean’s whole body feels engulfed in heat as the tight pinching clouds his judgment and his resolve. The crowd goes wild as they’re treated to get another view of the massive bodybuilder’s glistening frame. Vince has no clue whether this is working or not. But since he isn’t feeling any resistance he continues his attack on the tender tidbits. Closing his eyes, Dean tries not to verbally express what his body is going through. Which makes Vince even more suspicious since the crowd’s yelling of “More!” contradicts Dean’s silence.

Pulling Dean forward, the tired black man’s front lands firmly on Vince’s knee. Pushing Dean off,Vince maneuvers him into a kneeling position. Only then does Vince see that his masochistic massage was in fact having an effect on the warrior.

Vince stands behind Dean and bends the man’s head backward. Placing it between his legs, Vince squeezes and bends over to face the exposed chest and groin of his worthy opponent. Slowly he runs his fingers around the unprotected nipples. Faster and faster he moves them around as Dean tries to remove his head from Vince’s might thighs. Flicking his fingers back and forth over the nipples, Vince is reward with an engorged appendage thrusting itself outward as Dean’s entire chest quivers with convulsions. With each breath Dean’s resistance becomes more and more verbal. Pushing the once extended nipples downward into the pec and then begins the pinching all over again. Becoming light headed, Dean’s final submission is twofold as his whole body convulses to full flex,and stays that way for a good five seconds before slowly going limp.

Hearing the bell signaling the end of the match, Vince releases Dean from the hold. Stepping back, the black victor admires his handy work and feels a craving in his own nipples.